Chapter 1

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"Bethly" I heard my fathers voice boom down the hall. Fright coursed through me as I registered the anger in his already frightening voice. Being alpha of the strongest pack in the world gives him that stare at me the wrong way and I'll kill you before you have time to blink look.

"I believe this belongs to you." Father gritted out stepping into the room with his hands at my best friend Cole's tux collar. Feeling a blush bloom on my face I averted my attention to my tiny feet and refused to look up. Whenever my father gets mad at me I get nervous and shut down, it used to be so bad I sometimes had panic attacks. No one knew why, father had never hurt me and I know he would never but no matter what the fright is always there.

Sighing he spoke again, "listen I'm not mad. Just next time ask to bring someone in the castle. He could've stayed at the pack house, it's a five minute walk. There was no need. We need the room with the five other packs staying here. He'll he sleeping in here, I'll get the maid to makeup the bed. Next time ask. Understood?" Uttering a quick "yes" I waited for him to leave before looking up at Cole.

His dirty blonde hair was flowed back as always. His bright blue eyes shined with mischief and so did his boyish grin. His black tux made his eyes stand out and showed off his well built body. He was tall, stood at 6'2 almost a foot taller than me, I had to crane my neck up to look at him. As I had to with most people.

"You goin like that?" His voice sounded fairly amused. Looking down I saw I only had an oversized shirt on that just barely covered my parts. Squeaking I ran across my oversized room or get my robe. Glaring daggers at Cole I started getting ready for the annual ball.
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My curly black hair was pulled back into an elegant bun. There were a few stubborn curls that had escaped and were surrounding my round face. My mascara and eyeliner made my strange eyes pop. They were a dark blue with purple and gold specs. My red lip stick made me feel sophisticated. My dark red long sleeve dress dipped into my full c cup breast and then the silk lightly flowed to the ground showing how my hips flared out. I'm only 5'4 so the dress bunched up around my feet. When I walked I had to grasp the material in my hand so I wouldn't trip. I had no shoes on because I was only travelling downstairs and I'm not a fan of heels anyways. No one would notice. Cole had a red tie on to match since we were going as dates. Cole raised his eyebrows once he realized I wasn't putting on shoes.

Blushing I turned to look at him. "We're late. The speeches are finished by now. Our friends are going to be mad." Walking over to him we hooked our arms together and left the room.

I could tell he was staring at me. I used to have a lot of anxiety attacks but I haven't had one in over a year. That didn't stop him from worrying though. It was the same thing with all my friends and parents.

Each step we took down the cold stairs the more scared I got. There was about a thousand people here, all from five different packs who would be staying here in my home until tomorrow night. On the last step I looked up seeing almost everyone staring at us. Hearing someone growl from somewhere within the room I put my head down and focused on the beautiful floors.

Cole tucked a piece of hair behind my hair before whispering "you look so beautiful, of course they are going to stare." I knew that wasn't the really reason they were staring. I knew I was nothing special but I still smiled at Coke to be polite before tugging his hand to where my group of friends were standing.

They were all talking about finding their mates so I decided not to join in on the conversation. I had three weeks until my 18 birthday so I wouldn't notice my mates scent like the rest of my friends who are all 18 or 19. Even if my mate noticed me he wouldn't be able to tell me what he was to me because it was against our laws if you were under the age of 18.

I was well known in the werewolf world. My twin sister and I are the first female alphas ever known. Juls is 23 minutes older, therefore she will be taking over the pack when my Father, alpha Maxon feels appropriate. It was unknown of for an alphas first child to be a female, let alone two. It's always males so they would take over the pack never a girl. So to say I was only a little famous would be an understatement.

I should've been used to all the attention by now but I wasn't and honestly I don't think I ever will be. I was fairly shy but as My friends say when you piss me off I'm the devil. Every time I'm a little nervous I blush. It's a curse I would do anything to stop.

A hand slipping around my waist broke me out of my wandering thoughts. Everyone said it drove them nuts when I did that but it was like a habit that I just couldn't break.

"They said it was time for alphas to dance. Hurry up and get on the dance floor, short ass" I could tell as he said this he was scared I was going to have a nervous breakdown. I could feel every single one of my friends watching me carefully. They acted like I was a rare delicate flower that could break my the simplest touch.

Scoffing I replied "you're my date, c'mon." Slipping my hand into his I walked onto the dance floor with false confidence. I wonder if everyone could see through my silly act, did it look as fake as it felt?

Standing on his feet so that I could slip my hand around his shoulder as our hands connected and his other slips around my waist. I blushed as I felt my bare feet being exposed as we slowly rocked to the classical music. "You're shaking. Relax." He spoke with a warm smile.

Going on my tippy toes so I could see over his shoulder I looked at the most gorgeous man I've ever seen. He seemed to be glaring at the back of Coles head. He had inky black hair that was messy from running his fingers through it, it still looked perfect though. His eyes were a black and held no emotion. He stood at 6'4 a whole foot taller than me and had an extremely well built body. You could literally feel the power radiating off of him. His high cheeks bones and full pink lips were formed into a scowl. He must be the alpha of the black blood pack. Alpha Grayson. He was the only one here I didn't know personally. He was known for his cruel and heartless ways. He was only 22 and was by far the strongest alpha here. His mate had died when he was 18. His parents had also died by a rogue attack forcing him to take over at 17.

Looking down into his arms I noticed a girl with straight silvery hair that went to her shoulders. She had plain brown eyes. She was very skinny with a tiny black dress on, she looked like a slut but she was still beautiful. She must be his mate now. It happens, when alphas mate die they normally have a second mate. I guess this was his. The thought made my chest start to feel tight and I couldn't breathe, my skin was on fire. Taking shallow breaths I stepped away from Cole.

"Excuse me" I breathed out before running to the stairs with my dress clasped in my hands.

Reaching my destination I took gasps of fresh air. Finally feeling calm I tilted my head back looking at the beautiful stars.

"That was impressive running for such a little girl" a deep voice spoke from behind me that sent shivers up and down my spine. "I assume you're the female alpha?" Turning I seen the guy who'd been glaring at Coles head.

"I assume you're the big bad alpha Grayson?"I asked raking my eyes over his body. Meeting his eyes I noticed that his eyes were nearly completely black, meaning his wolf was about to take over. Had I disrespected him?

He grabbed me and pinned me against the wall with his body. He whispered "say my name again" the roughness in his voice caused heat to pool between my thighs. Sniffing the air alpha Grayson smelt my arousal, growling and cussing he took a step back. "Leave before I loose control" he said in a strained voice but I couldn't bring myself to move. "NOW" he roared. Successfully getting me to leave him alone. Scrambling I made my way off the balcony and back to the ball room to tell my father I was retiring to my room for the night.

Lightly walking across the room I tugged my fathers sleeve to get his attention he looked down at me asking if I was alright. "Yes. Fine just tired, I'm going to bed. Tell Cole to sleep on the floor and I'm fine not to worry. Night pops" I smiled before he could call me out on my lie and finally went to my room.

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