This is a work of pure fiction. It does not contain any information regarding to the celebrities who portray the roles. If you aren't atleast 18, please don't read. It contains sexual acts, foul language, and male/male relations. Anyways, please enjoy.
Teen Wolf Story.
Teen Cat-1
My pride has been getting restless lately. Our way of life has been bothered by humans , and the only way to keep from blood shed was to leave. We weren't leaving Seattle, Washington for a warmer climate. It seems Beacon Hills, California to be the next place. Whatever my father says goes, he's the Alpha Male.
"What if we run into wolves?" I asked my father as he stretched his arms.
"Propose peace, but that doesn't work then we push them away. Claim the territory as our own. One werecat is enough to take down a whole pack of werewolves. A whole pride? We will wipe them out." My father said in his gruff voice.
My father a 6' 5 Puerto Rican Alpha Male. Large and buff with tanned skin and blond hair, a scruffy face that needed a trim. His steel grey eyes seemed to see into your soul and tell it what to do.
"Yes, sir." I answered back in full respect and admiration. He was my hero, even saving my life from werewolves when I was a kid. As werecats we can shift our forms into humanoid white tigers.
Birth chose my fate for me. I'm a slim and fit submissive werecat, capable of giving birth. Except my father ordered no male to come near me. I even have to isolate myself when I go into heat, to keep every one off of me. My mother keeps the females off my father. She's probably the best fighter...has to be to keep her Title as Alpha Female.
Even teaching me herself, since I counted as a female.
My mother a beautiful Native American Goddess. Creamy chocolate skin, sky blue eyes, teeth that shined like the sun.
I looked like a combination of them both. A 5'9 slim and fit frame, filled in all the right places and tightly muscled. Light carmel skin, bright light brown nips and big full plump bright pink lips. Cerulean blue eyes, and perfect white pearly teeth. My hair was glossy black with white highlights styled in a cute emo flap. Honestly I take pride in my appearance, I happen to be pretty damnable adorable...or that's what people tell me.
We were almost to California, yes we were running there. The benefits of not being human. More precisely free running. Good fun and exercise.
We stopped at a Diner to get some food to eat. We try to refrain from the eating of humans, only in desperate times would we go back to how we use to be. Werecats, aren't affected by aging and diseases. Nor do we actually have any weaknesses, unless you count being addicted to catnip a weakness.
And before you ask our Pride is large, over 27 members. Mostly males, but we have fierce females.
"Can I get you anything?" The waitress asked looking at the crowd that just entered the small diner.
"Yes. Table for 3." My mother said grabbing my dad and myself.
The whole pride sat around us, eating their own meals.
I ate a bacon burger, my parents ate medium rare steaks.
When the time came for us to leave, we did what we always did. We skipped out on the checks. All 27 of us. The trick is doing it all at once.
Upon arriving in Beacon Hills, we settled into some new houses that were recently built. I looked across the street was a dark red navigator. I could smell something, the obvious smell of werewolf. If there's one there's probably a pack. According to my father, we can try to live in peace or eliminate the competition. I hope it's peace.
I spent a few weeks getting clothes and making my room my own beautiful domain.
[Are you going to school tomorrow?] Benji asked texting me.
[Yes.] I sent back rolling my eyes. My father set up my own personal guards. They happen to be the same ages as me, all older by a few months. A group of four guys. With Benji in charge.
It was Benji, a black hair muscle god with green eyes and carmel skin. Lips almost as big as mine, he was 6'2 and I mean a muscle god. He wasn't a muscle bound freak, but damn was he trimmed.
All four of them had bodies like that.
Jack, a pale skinned 6'1 red head. He was just as ripped as Benji. His golden honey eyes skinned with constant excitement.
Milo, a resemblance of a tanned Guido. He looked like Pauly D from Jersey Shore...only cuter and minus the stupid hair gel obsession.
Louis, a Puerto Rican who was as hot as he was hot blooded. Of course we all were, but he had major anger issues. Glissening hard rock like body, perfect pecs and abs that makes you want to give them a tongue bath.
Of Course I couldn't be with them. My father would kill them for even thinking thoughts like that towards me.
[Good. We have been attending school. Setting things up for your arrival.] Benji wrote back.
"That's great." I said out loud to myself.
[Okay. You know we can be friends too right? I hate to think the only reason you four are constantly around me is because you have to be.] I sent him.
[We are friends. Atleast we are yours. We just have to take the job seriously or your father would sharpen his claws on our bones ;) ] He sent me.
[You're probably right.] I sent him before going to bed.
(That's the first chapter. Hope you like it.)