Author's Note: This is the second time I have edited the writing in this story. I noticed some more mistakes, ones that I missed out in the previous edit, so I wanted to fix them. I'm not going to change anything big, so don't worry. I'm only changing minor ones. I also changed the name of Sam's best friend and the name of Ben's friend. I didn't really have a reason for changing Sam's best friend's name, but I felt like it. I changed Ben's friend's name because I realized I named him Josh when one of the psychic's name is Josh.


PROLOGUE:

I couldn't tell why these humans were chasing me. What did they want with me? How did they even find out about my secret? I was sure I had stayed undetected around them. Were they even chasing me because of my secret?

I tried to run faster. I knew I had the strength to run quicker than any human, and I would have made it, but then I heard a gunshot. I felt myself fall to the ground. I realized they had shot me. I wasn't hurt, thankfully, but the bullet still effected me. Before I knew it, I could feel my eyelids closing.

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When I woke up, I looked around and saw that I was locked in a room. It was a big room; it reminded me of one of those big glass containers you put reptiles in (even though only one wall was made of glass). There were fake trees and a fake river. I could tell that I was going to be treated like an animal.

I ran over to the glass wall and saw men and women walking around. They were wearing white labs coats, and chatting with each other. Some were even reading some files and filling out paperwork. At that moment, I knew I was wrong. I wasn't going to be treated like an animal. I was going to be their lab experiment.

I cursed to myself. I knew I should have listened to my father when he told me not to leave the pack. If he ever found out what had happened to me, I know he would murder me. The main rule that was enforced on my kind was to stay hidden, or at least make sure no human found out what we were. I have failed my father, and I have failed our kind. They will never forgive me for what I have done.

These people know my secret, and it won't be long until the whole world knows what I really am.