Prologue

Daemon could feel something was wrong with this town as soon as he got out of the SUV Suburban, he could smell it even (if that was a thing) “Why do I have to school here?” He asked the driver for the umpteenth time “Because your father felt it was safer for you” The driver replied mechanically, why does everyone who works for his father act weird and creepy anyways?. He offloaded his bags and trunks and started marching towards the house he’s going to be living for 5 months just great ...As He sat by the window in his room waiting for his uncle to come back a cold feeling crept up his spine and the feeling of foreboding came over him, his lips curled up and his canines were barred as he growled from his throat. Something tells him this is going to be a fun semester.

Daemon is an alpha werewolf who doesn't know he's an alpha yet, he is the chosen Wolf that will end the ongoing war between Demons and vampires but his father is unsure about this so he sends Daemon to live with his uncle called John who is also a werewolf but a beta.. John is burdened with the task of protecting Daemon and training him to be a stronger werewolf "Marcus little pup is going to be a handful" John said as he stepped out of his convertible Impala, He walked in to see Daemon sitting with his feet on the table

"If you're going to be staying here it's best we get started with the rules, rule number four no feet on the table" Daemon laughed out loud heartily before answering.

"Is that how you welcome a close relative"

His uncle sighed helplessly "I see you still have that your smart mouth, well this time you better put it in check and listen if you want to survive here... Mind who you speak to cause you might be conversing with a hunter"

Daemon yawned to signify that he was bored with this talk.

"I will sit for the welcoming speech later now I want something to eat" With an air of bravado he waltzed into the kitchen and located a box of cereal which he promptly started eating without turning it into a bowl, John was astounded by his arrogance but he smiled when he remembered that this was how Marcus his brother behaved too when they were Daemon's age.