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"Louisa, please, don't do this," I begged my best friend while she dragged me into her room so she can 'pretty me up' an end of summer party, unfortunately for Louisa - school started tomorrow.

You could say that I definitely wasn't looking forward to seeing the people that triggered the event that caused my untimely death and ultimately a war.

I wasn't even going back to school after summer, my parents and I had decided it would be best if I stayed at the pack and trained to become the Luna Queen, instead of attending my senior year.

Becoming a neurosurgeon wasn't my top priority anymore you could say.

Louisa was very upset upon hearing this news, saying, 'then whose going to stop me from sleeping with every guy in the school?" She eventually got over it, but insisted I repaid her by going to the party tonight.

Louisa had somehow forced me into a tight, black, spaghetti strap dress, claiming that 'every girl needs a little black dress'.

I allow Louisa to complete my 'look' by doing my makeup, even though I am completely capable of doing it myself, I decide to let her have this moment considering what we've been through this past summer.

"Hmmm....done!" Louisa exclaims excitedly, quickly pushing me to the full length mirror in the corner of her bedroom.

My breath hitches as I stare at the reflection of a ... woman, that I don't recognise.

I stare at the wide hips and full chest of the woman, she clearly has a natural hourglass figure.

"What the fuck?" I curse, I turn to Louisa.

"You've been so busy, you haven't been able to fully realise that you've grown up from that scrawny, boob-less, teenager you were. You're a woman now, you've matured so much and even your body - did you think training with freakin warlocks and shit wouldn't make you look different?"

"Huh, I suppose I haven't really had any reason to look in a mirror recently," I ponder over recent events.

I quickly shake those thoughts from my head, wanting to focus on tonight.

"Alright, lets get going!" Louisa exclaims excitedly, grabbing our purses and heading out the door.

I stare at the massive house before us, but not nearly as big as my pack house but still larger than your average home. Loud thumping music resonates from the house, flashing coloured lights are visible through the large windows, but something was even more intimidating about this situation, the hundreds of drunk semi naked teens.

"I'm regretting this more than I thought I would," I mumble under my breath.

"Ok, so just setting some ground rules, because I know you haven't been to many of these parties, if a guy hits on you just go away, because you have a mate at home. Don't let anyone get drinks for you-unless its me. Oh, and don't do any were-wolfish things, humans don't usually handle that well-let alone drunk humans," she says clearly and slowly as if I was a 4 year old.

I nod adding, "make sure you don't sleep with anyone."

She glares at me for a moment, "fine, I suppose, but I'm not making any promises."

I step inside, smelling sweat , beer, marijuana and sex. Sometimes, lycan senses do not come in handy. I push through all the people trying to get to the drinks table, I turn around to ask Louisa if she wants anything.

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