Leona

All I could see was red. I was tired of being spoken to like I was a poor defenseless female. I was nothing of the sort. I was more of a monster than they realised.

I was not fully human. I was found on the doorstep of very kind people. They took me in and raised me along with their other children. No one knew I was different until I turned sixteen.

Right at this moment I was sitting in a cage. It was large enough for me to move around in. It also had a twin sized bed, a table and one chair. A man sat on my bed. I could smell the fear coming off him in waves.

I never killed humans. How could I kill one after being raised by one? I couldn't believe my brother was the one that had put me in here. The last time he did this, my father almost disowned him. My family had made peace with what I was with the exception of my mom and my little brother. Mom was seeing a specialist dad found.

The man that was in this cage with me, stared at me. He smelled different. More like a dog than human which meant he was a werewolf. He didn't move to try and hit me. I looked over at him and sighed.

He was quite attractive. He was a runner, long, lean and muscular. Yeah he's a wolf. A pretty hot one. We sat and watched each other.

"How is it that you are a shifter but not a wolf. I can smell feline. What are you?" he asked after a while.

"I am a werelion. My name's Leona. What about you, wolfie?" I asked.

"My name is Imere. My friends call me I or mere. You are beautiful. Why have we been caged?" asked Imere.

"My brother is a little nutty. He saw me change when I came of age and has always believed mom and dad should have sent me back to the adoption agency." I said, with a sigh.

This wasn't the first time my brother had tried to kidnap me. I knew he was up to no good this time. Imere was a man who was around my apartment when my brother took me.