The Female Sigma - Book One

Chapter 2 - A safe haven

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A Safe Haven

Since the principal's office and my suspension, one of two things has happened, and I'm now nude in the woods, letting my wolf run wild. I generally let my wolf take over at least seven times a week, but since the suspension, I've started doing it more frequently.

After bolting out of the principal's office after seeing the expression in my parents' eyes, standing in the middle of the woods is probably not the best decision right now. They were frightened and concerned, not furious or offended. They understand how important this is to me. They know how hard I've tried to hide my wolf so that I can finally blend in with the rest of humanity. They know how badly a suspension from school, much alone an outright expulsion, can affect me.

It's incredible to consider how much a single minor occurrence might alter your entire life plan. I suppose this is one of the few things that has an impact on human life.

My mind refuses to let go of the words I heard earlier today - the words that have been tormenting my head since I left the school building - no matter how hard I try to see the good side of this whole suspension thing.

Mine.

To clarify, I'm sixteen years old and never intended to be involved in the wolf pack scenario, but when I heard those remarks, it's safe to say they caused more harm than good.

As she neared me, her familiar voice interrupted my thoughts, "Summer?"

"Not just now, mum," I said as I moved over to a neighboring tree to transform into my human form. I appreciate Mom going out to look for me and all, but right now I just wanted some time alone with my thoughts.

My mum had made herself comfortable on a cut tree stump when I emerged from behind the tree, clothed in sweatpants and a hoodie.

"I'm not here to smother you with 'It'll be fine' and such such platitudes. I'm in need of some space as well." As she ran her fingers over her dark curls, she grinned. "Are you forgetting, hun, that this is also my safe haven?"

I shrugged as I moved closer to take a seat next to her. Mom raises an excellent point once more. She showed me this place the day I told her I didn't want to be a part of the wolf pack anymore. I recall her warning me about the difficulties I'd face. It's almost as if she had a precognitive ability. Nonetheless, it was this location that brought me closer to her. I'd come here and it'd feel as if she were right here, holding me as I vented, wherever she was, busy with a meeting and I couldn't contact her.

As I laid my head on her knee, I offered, "I guess you've heard the tales on the boy." Given how huge our pack is, Mom would have heard the news about the boy I fought with by now. My family's pack, to be precise.

As she stroked her fingers through my hair, she responded with a hum. "Honey, he's from a competing pack."

"All the more reason for us to stay away from one other, yeah?" I said half-jokingly, half-seriously.

"True, but do you like him? Your father and I would gladly put our problems with the boy's pack aside so you two could spend time together. I hope you are aware of this." She reassured me as she resumed humming her favorite melody.

I've never given mates any thought. I have no idea what it would be like to have one, but I do know that having one would complicate my entire 'being normal' situation, so I'll have to pick one. And you're probably guessing which one I'll go with. I've traveled far too far to turn around now. Whether we're mates or not, I'll reject him when the time comes.

The silence was pleasant, but when it became uncomfortable, I spoke out. Just as it is right now.

I sarcastically reminded her, "Mom, I like him so much, I beat the heck out of him," which caused the ends of her lips to slant up.

"You know, your father and I had a similar situation when we first met, right?" she reminded me.

When my father met mom, he was a little too handsy, and she may or may not have broken his arm. He could have been quite the character if it weren't for his werewolf healing ability! Although this is similar to my position, I don't accept the werewolf lifestyle as both of my parents did, therefore accepting a mate is out of the question for me.

When my mother finally gave up and decided to return, I handed over control to my wolf and sat back, allowing her to speed through the woods while the wind rushed over my fur. As much as I despise being a werewolf, this is the most wonderful feeling in the world.