I woke up in some bed with bandages round my arms, legs and waist. My whole body hurt. I groaned as the memories came flooding back. My former Clan exiled me and chased me out of their territory. My father even attacked me, as a warning to never come back. I was then found by two wolves, who took me somewhere. Both of which, I hardly recognized.

Where I am exactly, I'm not so sure. This whole place stinks of werewolf stench, so I'm guessing I'm inside a packs territory. Great. But I don't know if it's his Pack or not. I hope it is though. If it's not, I don't know what I'll do. Or what they'll do to me. They might kill me.

I sat up and looked around at my surroundings. I seemed to be in some hospital type room. It smelled a lot like medicine as well as wolf. I couldn't distinguish any of the wolf scent though. Besides, I only really know four werewolves well enough to tell their scent.

I turned my head to the door as I heard someone coming. I sniffed the air. Yup, definitely werewolf, and the scent was familiar too. They opened the door and in walked the werewolf himself. The muscular, short and tan werewolf with shoulder length brown wavy hair who I've fallen for. Vic Fuentes.

"Kellin." He sighed in relief, as he came over to me, and wrapped his arms around me gently. "Finally you're awake." He said. I breathed in his sent as we hugged. Honestly, his wolf stench is the only one I can stand. I don't know why, it just smells nice.

I should probably mention how I met him. And how I fell in love with him. It actually wasn't that long ago that I really fell in love with him, but I met him long before I fell in love with him.

*flashback*

I was around sixteen when I met him, and he was around eighteen. I was just walking through the forest outside of my Clans borders, something I used to do quite often to clear my mind. And the land between the werecats land and the werewolves land is no man's land. No one owns that stretch of forest. Long ago, our ancestors agreed that the area between each of our territories would belong to neither the werewolves or werecats.

Sometimes I'd walk close to my Clans borders, while other times, I'd walk further into the trees, away from the borders. And the night that I met him, Vic, it was one of the nights I strayed deep into the trees. I discovered then that he too often goes for walks through the no man's land to clear his head also. I was a little surprised that we never crossed paths before, but he said he usually stuck close to his Pack's borders, and that tonight he decided to go further into the trees, away from his borders.

We ended up talking that night, and I found out he likes a lot of the same stuff as me. We didn't share any of our Clan's/Pack's secrets though. I didn't see why we would anyway. We wouldn't want to give out our secrets so the other Clan/Pack had an advantage against the other.

Sadly, our talking came to an end when it was nearing sunrise, and we had to go back to our homes. But we agreed on meeting each other out here on the nights we went out for walks.

We ended up staying true to our promise, and four years later, we continued to meet each other out in no man's land. We didn't care that I was a werecat, and he was a werewolf. We ignored that and became close friends, but never shared our Clan's/Pack's secrets.

I think it was around two or three months ago, when I really started falling in love with him. I'm not sure if he felt the same, but I could see in his eyes, that he had some sort of feelings towards me. I was always good at telling how people were feeling from looking at his eyes.

But, we'd never admit to each other our feelings, as we were scared of what our Clan/Pack would say. Werewolves and werecats aren't meant to become mates. It was against the code. I'm not entirely sure why, we're both werecreatures, I'd understand it more if one of us were a vampire.

Well, we never expressed our feelings for each other, till a few nights ago. Vic had taken me by surprise, and kissed me. I didn't know what to do. I mean, I had been dreaming of this day for awhile. But, it was actually happening and I didn't know what to do, so I just kissed him back.

Now, this is where my Clan exiling me came to be. I didn't realize it at first, but someone had followed me out into no man's land. That someone being a young werecat Katelynne, who I believe had a crush on me for quite awhile. She saw Vic and I, well, I'm not sure exactly if she could tell it was Vic, but she could smell werewolf scent mixed with my werecat scent.

She confronted me about it, and threatened me that if I didn't stop seeing Vic, that she'd tell our leader, Richard. Obviously, I didn't listen to her, and continued seeing Vic, and she ended up telling our leader. And, well, things didn't turn out so good.

I've got no idea what's going to happen now. I don't know what Vic's Pack is like, and what his Pack leader is like. But, I'm sure it's nowhere near as vicious as my former Clan leader, who is also my father. What people don't know about the Clen I was in, is that they're the most vicious and strongest werecat Clan, at least, in this town, I think. But, they're one of the strongest. Strangely the werewolves are more calm than werecats. People would think the werecats are, but, damn are they wrong there.

"Are you okay to walk?" Vic asked. "You were pretty beaten up when Jaime and I found you." He commented, brushing my hair off my face. "My Pack leader's wanting to talk to you."

"I think so." I nodded. Vic got up off the bed from next to me and I slowly got up, wincing in pain from my injuries. I leaned into Vic's side with a hiss of pain, but stood straight afterwards.

"Do you need some help?" He asked. "Or I could just get my Clan leader to come in here?"

I shook my head. "No. I'm fine." I said. I looked down at what I was wearing to see I just had a pair of boxers on. "Uh Vic? Can I get something else to wear?" I asked. "I'd rather not just wear boxers while I see you're Pack leader."

"Sure. We'll make a quick stop in my room to get you some clothes." He said, as we walked out of the room slowly.

I ended up leaning into Vic's side as we walked down to his room. I was limping pretty bad from the wound on my leg. Usually my injuries would be healed by now, but my father must've hurt me pretty bad for it not to heal quickly. But, I should be healed by tomorrow night. If not, then there's something wrong.

When we got to Vic's room, he sat me down on his bed and walked over to his drawers, grabbing out a pair of black skinny jeans with holes in the knees and a plain black shirt. He chucked them onto the bed next to me and I quickly got changed into them. The clothes held Vic's scent, and couldn't help myself from sniffing the shirt. His scent was unlike any werewolf I've encountered, his is more, sweet, like vanilla or honey. Luckily his clothes fit me, Vic's around the same size as me, just a little taller, so his clothes were only just a little big for me.

I then leaned back into Vic's side as we walked down the hall to wherever it is that his Pack leader is waiting for us. I got a few weird looks from some of the werewolves round here, some glared at me, while some shot me sad looks. I wasn't expecting the sad looks, maybe it's because they know I got exiled from my Clan? Some even started growling at me, and looked as though they'd very much like to pounce on me and rip me to shreds. But Vic shoot them a glare and a warning growl sounded from deep in his throat.

After what felt like forever, we finally made it to the room where Vic's Pack leader was, and I was shaking with nerves. I didn't know what would happen. They could kill me, or throw me out. Either way I'd probably be dead. I'm not in the best of health right now. Not after the clawing my father gave me after exiling me.

Vic noticed my nerves, and wrapped an arm round my waist. I shrunk into his side, scared of what's about to happen. He rubbed a hand up and down my back, trying to soothe me. I hissed as he bumped the wound on my side, and his hand faltered in its movements on my back.

He then looked down at me as I shrunk into his side, before opening the door. The scent of his Pack leader flew out of the room, and just by his scent, I could tell he was an alpha. Vic was also an alpha, but Vic didn't seem as threatening as his Pack leader.

Vic guided me into the room, and sat us both down on the chairs across from his Pack leader. I lifted my head slightly from Vic's chest and looked round the room with wide, frightened eyes. My eyes landed on Vic's Pack leader, and I shrunk away even more into Vic's side.

What was going to happen to me now?