Chapter Three - Why do you not smell like a Pack or a rogue?

I look over and see Jeremy sitting next to Nicolas. I have werewolf hearing, so I can hear what they are talking about. Nicolas is just staring at me, and Jeremy noticed.

Jeremy stated to him, "Man, don't even think about her. She is a part of the Barbie clan over there. They really do not date. I thought we were going to hit it off. Alexi and I that is. I went to give her a kiss and, you know what she did? She totally ripped up my shirt and then ran. She has not talked to me since. I even tried to make her jealous by kissing Stacy in front of her. No effect on her man." Hearing that, I laughed to myself.

Jeremy continues to talk to Nicolas, stating, "She is going to beat you in soccer, she is really that good. She is like a one-person team. She is faster and athletically more gifted than anyone I know." Nicolas mutters, "Today she will lose I guarantee you." He smirks.

Every class Nicolas follows me as I continue to ignore him. He will not get me angry. I am not letting him get to me. I will take my anger out on the field. I will show him who is going to win and what school is the boss. He is going to eat my dirt later. Kiki again laughs. "What Kiki are you a traitor?" Kiki replies, "You will see." Then she retreats into the back of my mind.

It is the last class and yes you guessed it, Nicolas followed me. As the class is ending and the bell rings. It looks like he is going to continue following me. I stop him and growl at him, “Listen creepy stalker don’t you have practice or something? You will need it to beat me and my team” I laughed and started to walk away. He states, “Later Barbie” He knows I can feel it, that I hate being called Barbie” I am not going to let him see he is upsetting me. I just smirk and leave.

I am headed to the West end of the field where our team for the school is warming up. I have already changed into my soccer uniform. It is time for the game. 

I see my cheering parents in the crowd. How much I love them. There is also Jeremy sitting with no other than Stacy. I laughed to myself, thinking about his conversation with Nicolas earlier. Trying to use Stacy to get me jealous. So not working… I chuckle.

At the other end of the field, Nicolas is warming up with his group. A smirk appears on his face as he winks at me. It is so annoying! I cannot stand him! I cannot believe such a pompous jerk exists! 

I turn away and just ignore that I saw him. I give the team a pep talk. “Remember we are the Champions. Do not let that pompous team psyche you out. We will win the National Finals. We are the best team in the U.S. We are the Warriors!! We are Warrior Falcons!! I put my fist up in the Air and yelled Falcons!!” The whole team does the same and we jump and high five each other. We look at the other team with hunger in our eyes. We are going to eat them alive. We will win!

To make their team feel like they can defeat us, the opposing team hypes up their team. Laughing I think, "Like they have any chance!"

They are better than I bargained for. The Game is tough. I feel like they are almost performing equally to my ability. I would say "Almost".

Prior to landing in front of someone, I usually perform a triple axel. The crowd likes it when I show off to them, even though that is not a part of the game. Getting to the ball, I didn't have time to perform my signature leap over people today. The game resembled American football more than soccer.

Next thing I know, there were fights between guys and girls on the field because of pushing and shoving. As the one who makes all the scores, some try to gang up on me. I'm too fast for them to catch up. Despite this, they're good and I can't get my shot into the net.

As each team began punching the other, punches flew back and forth. Now that the referees have entered the arena, they are breaking the teams up. As I stand there, the ball bounces back and forth between my knees. Nicolas knees the ball out of my grasp. "What, you are so about to pay for taking my ball!"

Nicolas stops in the field, egging me on, "Come on Barbie! Who is going to win?"

I am getting furious, and my claws have grown longer. When I realized I couldn't let the crowd see the wolf, I backed away.

I huff and run across the rocky Cricks Stones nestled in the water, out of the back of the field. Once in the forest, I fully transform into Kiki. Unbeknownst to me, Nicolas has been following me.

Neither Captain is playing anymore. Once I am deep inside the woods, I stop. The tongue dangles out of my mouth as I pant. I sit down and rest for a while. This helped me relax and get control over my wolf. Just relaxing, licking my paws, and preening my fur.

There is a crackling sound coming from the leaves. There was a hulking black wolf with silver highlights in front of me as I looked up. His appearance was stunning. As big as I was as a wolf, the wolf was. This is not typical for regular wolves.

Growling at this wolf, I get up. I want to scare it away from my territory. Can you tell me what will happen instead? I will tell you what will happen. That wolf changes into Nicolas. The more I look at him, the more curious I become.

Nicolas commands me to shift. I think, "Oh no, he didn't." Hence, my position is unchanged. Who does he think he is when he demands I take on the human form? Once again, he commands me. But I refuse to obey. "I am an Alpha, and a normal werewolf would obey out of instinct to my commands." Nicolas sighs, "Could you please shift so we can talk?" With that, I returned to my human form.

I replied, "Was that so challenging to ask nicely, was it?" He looked at me quizzically and said, "You don't smell like a rogue." Yet you do not smell like you have a pack. Frankly, I don't know why you are in a human town."

My sigh grows deeper. "First, I don't know what a rogue is. I'm not familiar with the concept of a pack, unless you're referring to a pack of dogs. How I ended up here is a mystery. My human parents have yet to disclose who I am or why I am here. Because they have been wonderful parents to me, I have not wanted to hurt their feelings. However, that is my plan tonight."

Nicolas stares at me in shock, "You mean you know nothing about our kind?" He runs his fingers through his curly bangs. He then looked at me, "You need to be more careful about letting your wolf show. You were losing it on the field. We cannot let humans know we exist."

I huff out loud, "You don't think I know that. It didn't help that you were egging me on, so that is why I ran off the field. You could tell I didn't like being called Barbie!"

He looks at me, "If I had trained you in a pack you would have learned to control your wolf even if you are mad." I shrugged my shoulders, "Again, I have no clue what a pack is. I lived my life as a human in a small town. At 13, I experienced the shock of my life when I turned into a wolf. I thought I had gone insane."

Nicolas looks at me in amazement. "What is happening?" he asks. "Most she-wolves don't turn until they're about 15-16 years old. Only Alphas and Royals have their first change that young. Who are you?"

I reply, "Heck if I know."

Nicolas looks perplexed. "Here is an issue he states, now that we know you exist. I need to report you to the council. We need to bring you back with us. You need to be trained as to not give our secret about our species to the humans."

Then I stare at Nicolas. "I have told no one that I am a wolf, nor would my parents let me leave with you two. I plan to apply to college when I graduate from high school. Therefore, traveling with you two is not in my plans!"

In the back of my mind, Kiki speaks up. "We need to let go of our pride. We need to find out about our kind, remember?"

Sighing, I realize Kiki is right, "Okay, I'll come, but not now. I need to complete my graduation first. That will only be a couple of months away. I want to know more about my kind. So far, I have encountered no one else like me."

My friends and family are my life, and I do not want to leave them. Nicolas does not realize how hard emotionally this is for me. I have never been away from my home.