when I came to I was laying face down in the dirt the feel of the dirt rough against my cheek and nasty and bitter in my mouth. I pushed myself up to my hands and knees and started looking myself over and as I did I noticed I didn't have any injuries for someone who was hit as hard as was. "you've been out long enough you healed" I startled and looked up and there was the mysterious man ambushing me on my walk through the woods to get home. "who are you?" I asked him uncertainly "not who" he responded very evasively. I just started at him completely wanting to punch him the face he looked at me as if he knew my intent " the question is what." he said it so simply like I was too stupid to know that I should've asked what are you rather than who. I wanted to wipe that smug look off his face so bad it wasn't easy to sit there and be polite but I had to. just when I thought I couldn't hold my control I thought I seen his eyes flash red and I swore up and down they had but one minute they were and the next they weren't. he ticked his tongue at me before responding " I wouldn't if I were you" I was astonished cause it was like he knew my thoughts before I knew them. "what am I thinking?" and for the first time in this entire conversation I watched as surprised registered on his face my question threw him off before he started laughing at me. " I don't read minds I just know the smell of someone wanting to fight wanting to kill." I looked at him askew and then he spoke again "as for what I am. I'm a lycan that was bitten. and on your 16th birthday you'll take the mantle amongst the rest of the purebloods of our race in Romania." I looked at him completely confounded and said "I didn't ask that" it was all I could thing to say I had no words for the bombshell he dropped on my head. he looked at me and said "I bare a warning from our purebloods council a rule of our race. if your create a verdalak upon any point and time after your turning you will be executed per our races laws. I also have a gift for you." he handed me a small leather book with a symbol on its front. "from your father" and then the man disappeared with those parting words leaving me confused. I continued home more befuddled than I was before speaking to the strange man I do desperately sought. I think mainly the reason I was so confused was because I wasn't willing to believe anything he said. when you became old enough to comprehend people taught what was to be believed and what wasn't parents teachers any and all taught that certain things weren't real and certain things were. we were taught what to do what to say and that was what the world became of around us. what once was fabled to be legend and historical became fantasy books certain facts were distorted with tall tales and exaggerations. no one knew what was real and what wasn't anymore those in power ensured it and those who had the knowledge others wanted hoarded it with greedy intent and only sold it for a high cost. the world became twisted and fundamentally fascist and cruel so part of my problem in believing him was the same problem the rest of the world had and that was that this couldn't be real he had to be a nut job. everytime I found reason to believe he was a nutter I would state at the old books realizing that it didn't explain these old books. these very books baffled me as they did right now whilst I stared at them not even realizing when I got home or that I even took them out. why did he give them and then part my presence with a gift he claimed was from my father? all these questions and arguments running their course in my head back and forth made for an interesting migraine. sometimes it just happens but I didn't know if it made it any more true to think about consistently. I scourged every site with possible info but there was no proven truth or fact to find out if the truth was indescribably the truth. forums pages fan page sites nothing had anything showing adequate proof that was Hollywood movie magic produced. I didn't know what I hoped to find but part of the part afraid of being a monster desperately clung to the truth of Lycanthropes being myth. I chose to follow that part because I was terrified I knew something was going on with me but I was determined to ignore it till I absolutely couldn't. The next day I went to school it was the last day of the sophomore year for me it was also the day I didn't even realize I'd create more problems than my life was worth. I was on the way to school my usual route since moving in with my friends family and Kat ambushed me. " so you left without giving me answer and being completely evasive so I'll force an answer" I cocked my left eyebrow at her declaration and wished like hell I'd looked away. before I knew what was happening she had pulled her shirt off and she had no bra on underneath I couldn't believe my eyes I was rooted to the spot and I was growing increasingly aroused. I felt myself zoning in on her body and scent my mating urges having been triggered I felt like an animal in the rut it was a feverish drive telling me what to do. before I knew it we were all over eachother kissing groping feeling exploring in the middle of the park where anyone could walk by but it mattered not to me. the whole world melted away I could only focus on my urges and drives I wanted to fuck her so bad my balls throbbed before I knew it I was startled by someone saying " ew get a room you two". I snapped back to reality and kept pressed against her till they left to hide the fact her titts were bare to the world. once they were gone we straightened ourselves up and composed ourselves. her titts were swollen and red her nipples puckered and her lips faired no better from the kissing and I could smell her arousal like a heady aroma. wait I thought to myself that couldn't be right but I didn't have time to think on it we were late so we rushed off to school. I went the whole day avoiding her as she did me it was highly embarrassing to be interrupted let alone caught about to fuck in the park and I figured she'd be mortified I on the other for some strange reason would've been fine regardless and proceeded forward if not for the vibe she gave off. she may act like a slut but deep down she was a nun at heart it startled that out of her being caught like that. at lunch time kat was gone but Sam showed up. she sat quietly and then all of sudden got up and kissed me before departing.i don't mean a kiss on the cheek she full blown tongue and all french kissed me in a very tauntingly teasing fashion. from then on out through the rest of the day I felt as if I was losing my fucking mind and these two weren't the only ones who were hot and bothered by me granted they were the only two openly expressing it. more than once I noticed girls who'd never given me the time of day before openly listing after me with eyes body and possibly even their minds with how they drooled. things were changing so fast I didn't know what to believe. the closer I got to my sixteenth the weirder things got. school was out and it just kept getting worse there was no stress so there was no fucking way It could he related to that all these weird changes. I was losing it the clencher was the month before my birthday also happening to be the month before school started I had the sudden inclination to piss. it hit me out of nowhere and this didn't feel like your normal I drank to much didn't go to the bathroom often enough or any other usual I got to pee now moments.no this urge came about when I smelt the odor of a cat yes a cat I felt the sudden deep desire and primal urge to piss on everything that smelled like this damn cat. when I realized that I hid away for the rest of the summer in my bedroom till school started. I was fucking mortified and petrified I was almost akin to a dog and I needed to do something about it. I went looking for the strange dudes again expecting it to be the same as last time when I sought him. this time though I was astounded cause there he stood awaiting me.