Summary: You are a lone Werewolf who left your Pack in [H/T] due to personal reasons. After just arriving in Santa Carla, you find a lost boy. That's when you meet, him.

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You looked around the town of Santa Carla as you got off of the bus. Swinging your rucksack backpack over your shoulders, you looked around for a place to live. The chains on your black jeans made a slight clinging sound as you walked. 

You had to find a place to stay quick, and find a way to mask your scent. From what you could smell, Vampires ruled this beach side town at night. A fight was the last thing you wanted.

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The lights of the boardwalk and the multiple rides bothered your [e/c] eyes slightly, them being sensitive to the light. It was a nice feeling though. Being surrounded by a bunch of different people. When you used to live with your Pack, all you were surrounded by were other wolves. It was slightly suffocating. You froze slightly as you caught the scent of the very thing you were trying to avoid. You had to force your eyes from flashing yellow and force down the growl that fought to exit your mouth. While the scent wasn't very close, it wasn't very far either.

"Dwayne!"

Your ears perked up as you heard a child calling for someone.

"Dwayne! Star!"

The voice sounded again. The Pack Mate in you took over and you found yourself rushing to find the child, to provide comfort to his situation. You found the boy, lost in a sea of people. He had a light blue, almost gray jacket on with black pants. He had long, shoulder length hair. You walked over to him and knelt before him, placing a comforting hand on his back.

"Hey, sweetheart. Are you okay?" You asked. The boy shook his head.

"No. I lost Dwayne and Star. I can't find them!" He looked on the verge of tears. You smiled sweetly.

"Don't worry hon. If you want, I can help you find them. Do you know what they look like?" You asked. The boy nodded. You nodded and stood up, offering your hand to him. The boy took your hand and you started to walk around with him.

"Dwayne!" The boy soon spotted the man he was looking for. To say he was good looking was an understatement. He was gorgeous. You felt the world around you freeze, nothing there but you and the man named Dwayne. Dwayne visibly relaxed when he saw that Laddie was with you. Laddie let go of your hand and rushed over, attaching himself to Dwayne's side. Dwayne looked up at you, a small smile gracing his lips.

"Thank you for helping Laddie." He said. You smiled.

"It's not problem. I'm [Y/N], by the way. It's nice to meet you." It was then that you caught his scent. Vampire. As quickly as you had come, you left, not wanting the wolf in you to start a fight. Dwayne watched as your form disappeared in the crowd.

"[Y/N], huh. Now this is interesting. What is a werewolf doing in Santa Carla?"