Mark of a Hybrid

“Greghard "Wolfy" Altman is his name. I hated the guy, I really tried not to hate him but everything about him didn't feel right and him being in our school alone didn't feel right to me, maybe because he was partly vampire and I was partly a witch. We were destined to hate each other for an eternity and being in the same pack only made things more difficult.

But then one night, we were around a bonfire. He was sitting right next to me and in that moment I thought of the first thing I could do in order to avoid him, so I went to get myself a drink.