The Rogue With the Red Hair

Introduction

    Akira POV
I was excited my 18th birthday was finally approaching, and I've waited so long for it to arrive. In just a matter of two days me Akira Sky daughter of the alpha rogues will get to meet my wolf!!! The thought of my first shift had me shaken up with so many questions running through my head. What if I don't live up to my father's expectations of my wolf form, What if I'm to small, What if I'm weak or worst?! What if I can't shift!? My breathing start to pick up the more my thoughts overloaded on me. I had to calm down I will be the best she-wolf there is, after all I'm the daughter of an alpha.
"Little Red." I heard coming from the doorway. My fathers voice was deep and stern you would think you were in trouble just hearing your name. "Yes father." I answered him.
"I have to run out and handle business will you be okay while I'm gone."
"Of course father." I answered.
My father was always busy ever since my mother died from a attacked on our pack he's done nothing but make sure nothing like that will ever happen again. We were attacked because they heard word that my father and mother was putting together their own pack , which is very uncommon for rogues to come together and become a pack since they left their original one. We were seen as a threat. Which I don't see why. We were just your ordinary pack full of rogues. Some wolves here may have left their pack because their mate died and couldn't stand the thought of staying, or some wolves here may have had a disagreement and chose not to live by their old pack codes. However we weren't a threat back then, but now we were the biggest threat known to wolves. Any rogue was welcome to our pack because we did not judge unless you were a outcasted rogue for cold murder and also known as a traitor you can't trust wolves like that they're better off alone.
"Okay little red just mind link me if there is anything wrong and I mean ANYTHING."
"Of course father no need to worry everything will be fine." I responded back to my father.
He never shared with me why he left his old pack just stories on how him and my mother met. I was born three years after they decided to be each others  chosen mates because neither one of them met theirs. Little red is the name my mother gave me because I have natural red curly hair. I'm the only one in my pack with red curly hair she said that made me super special and rare because I have olive brown silky skin. It saddens me that my mother will not be here for my first shift. Theres nothing I would of wanted more than to experience this with her, however I am a strong minded wolf I have no room to be sad. My father said I get my strong mind from mother as well as my shortness and skin tone. I believe my red hair comes from my father he tells me story on how his mother had red hair. My father was a shade lighter than me a mom but very tall he was about 6 foot , where I was only 5'2 standing next to my father was very intimidating for most. Except for beta Jones he and my father were very good friends. Beta jones and my father left there old pack together and stayed with each other ever since. Beta Jones has two boys Michael and Ryan. Michael was very tall and muscular he stood about 5'8 with dark black hair just a inch long . Michael was the strongest warrior wolf in our pack and his brother Ryan was the second. Ryan was a little shorter than Michael was, but the size of his motion made up for it if you know what i mean. Obviously not speaking from experience I'm saving myself for my mate but the she wolfs in our pack spoke very freely when it came to Ryan and Michael. Every she wolf wanted to be mated with them myself included. Well I wanted Michael and I'm pretty sure he wanted me to. At least I've been told that from my Bestfriend Liza. Maybe just maybe the moon goodness would work in our favors and instead of us having to choose each other to be our mates he will be my actual mate that would make it so much more better. To actually be destined to the mate I wanted. We are a pack of chosen mates because no wolf here never met their mate that they were destined to be with. Being we are a pack of rogue wolves there was a slight one percent chance it might actually happen. But I pray to the moon goddess every night that Michael be my destined mate.