Her Omega, His Alpha

Prologue

So everyone this is my first story to be on wattpad and from what I've read I've known that many werewolf stories (most of which are amazing stories by the way, no disrespect to the writers) but are typically about an alpha male and a female character of somesort with the male being all high and mighty and whatnot. You get the picture lol. So I decided I'd like to switch things up a bit. No hate please, I just want to see how far this story will go, I want to keep up with it for once in my boring life.

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Serenity's P.O.V.

Red. That's all I'm seeing at this point as I stare at the road in front of me. My pale hands gripping the black steering wheel of my 2014 stingray convertible until my knuckles were white. I growled lowly, feeling the deep sound rumble in my throat as I thought of the scene I just left.

Currently leaving from the Ash Stone Pack after having a little... disagreement with the alpha. I wanted nothing to do with his proposal. My pack's territory stretches over a wide area of the western, central United States and the alpha of the Ash Stone Pack, Liam, thought that forcefully expanding his pack onto my land was perfecty acceptable considering 'I have plenty of land to go around'. That wolf is purely foolish. An imbiscle among alphas. I can't wait until I can sink my teeth into his throat.

I growled in satisfaction at the thought. After almost getting into a fight with the male right in his office, him and I are no longer on good terms to say the least. He disrespected me and my pack, which won't go unpunished. After having so little disputes with the average sized pack I'm surprised honestly that they'd suddenly make as bold of a move as that. Its amusing.

I smirked. Pulling up into the driveway of my pack's house, I got out of my car and tossed the keys onto their hook in the hallway of the entrance. Time to get another treaty established I guess. I mentally groaned, exiting into the large living room of the pack home, my boots clunking along the hardwood floor as I walked, heading for the kitchen as I thought about other business to attend too. Several pack members passing me either bowed quickly or exchanged words of "Alpha" "Alphess" in acknowledgment of my presence. With a nod here and there I grabbed myself an apple and made my way to my office, my anger receeding as I went, two floors up to be exact.

Running my fingers roughly through my dark blonde, wavy hair I sighed as I opened the large wooden door to my office. The scent of ink, wood polish and air freshener greeting my senses as I made my way over to the desk in the rear center of the room. Large windows let the rays of the summer sun cascade through the glass and into the medium sized room. Sitting down and lying back into my black leather chair, skimming my honey green hazel eyes over splayed out sheets of paper work, one page caught my eye.

"Crest Water Mountain Pack" printed onto the paper in bold black ink, peaked my interest. I hadn't heard from this small pack in quite some time, causing curiousity to bubble up within me. I picked up the page and read it over once. Twice. Three times. A sly grin made its way unto my pale, high cheekbones, curving my plump lips up at an angle. "Time to pay a visit" I spoke aloud, sinking my teeth into the red apple.