The week goes by pretty quickly. Before I realize, it is Saturday and the day of Demi's birthday. Some prominent members of the neighboring packs will be joining us- allies from the werewolf world as well as partners in the corporate world. It seems like it would be a promising event. Daniel has gone up to see his parents a day early. I will be joining him tomorrow. Getting together with his family is something we both look forward to. He has two older brothers and a younger sister so it really is a lot of fun when we all get together.
I grab my heels but just after taking a final look in the mirror. I'm wearing a long, black, silk dress, with a slit near the thighs. I smooth out my slightly longer than shoulder length, jet black hair and admire my long legs silently. Having long legs was the best part about being 5'7. My hair and my legs have always been my favourite features. I put on my maroon heels, that are the exact shade of my lipstick and bag. Maroon lipstick always makes my dark brown eyes and black hair pop. I put on an ear-piece that is connected with my cell-phone since I am still overseeing the event and flick my hair on top of my ear.
I hear the doorbell go off and know that Zarah is here. I open the door to find my 5'6, drop dead gorgeous bestfriend standing there. Her long brown curly hair cascades down her back, as she stands there in a mid-length olive green dress, with nude heels. "Hey girl, ready to go?"
"Yep, are we taking a cab?"
"Yeah, I didn't really feel like driving myself today," She replies.
We step outside my apartment and head down to the front entrance, as I hear my email ping. Struggling to take out my phone, while Zarah hails a cab, I see an email about last minute additions to the guest list made by the Alpha. I figure I'd check it in the cab. We finally manage to get a cab, and as we plonk ourselves into it, we start gossiping about a recent fight that took place between two members of the pack. I fill Zarah in on my week and tell her about the incident with Yasmeen, to which she responds with surprise, "Wait, you don't mean Harvey's mate, Yasmeen?"
"Yeah, that's her. Why? Do you know her?"
"I've known Harvey for quite a few years through a mutual friend. Bumped into him and Yasmeen recently and he introduced me. We've hung out a few times since then. Didn't think it was important so didn't mention it to you. She's actually quite sweet, you know? Kind of an introvert, keeps to herself but we text occasionally."
"That's such a coincidence. I'm sure she is. I just realized during that entire conversation with her, she barely spoke. Mostly communicated through facial expressions."
"That's probably because you don't give anyone else a chance to talk when you go off," Zarah replies teasingly.
"Oh shutup, she's gonna be here today. If I see her, I'll strike up a conversation."
"Yes, do that. You can be extremely intimidating, you know."
"Oh shut up, I'm not intimidating, I'm just confident ok? And we're almost here, by the way."
I look out the window to see a large gate, which we have to pass through to get to the pack grounds. The pack grounds outside the pack house are huge. Then again, many families live there. Zahra and I get out of the cab and I tell her I'll find her later because I need to see some things. Weaving through crowds of people to get to the organization counter was tough and took me about 45 minutes. I met people that I knew and couldn't possibly ignore them. Had to strike up conversations with everyone, since I only really interact with them at a pack event. I probably could have ignored them if I still lived on pack lands because then I'd be running into them more frequently. The power and aura in the room is so draining. Some alphas from neighboring packs are already here and it's almost as if the room is abuzz with power and strength. I think I feel the power in the room more because of the lack of my wolf. I don't have her to navigate this world with me.
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Zyon: The Alpha Of The North
LobisomemJust as I think i'm going to make it out, i feel an arm wrap around my waist, lifting me into the air. My struggling does essentially nothing. I am incessantly weak, thanks to my non-compliant wolf. I feel myself being thrown onto the bed. I flip my...