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(Violet Juliet Blackwood)

As the first rays of sunlight filter through the curtains, gently painting the room with soft hues, a familiar voice tells me to wake up. It was my little brother.

I looked at the clock and it was only 5 o'clock. School doesn't start in about 3 hours. I looked back at my brother and threw a pillow at him. The pillow didn't even reach him because I was still tired and wanting to sleep. 

I told him to get out, and he ran towards his room, but he didn't close my door on the way. I got so angry, but i still wanted to sleep. I got up to close the door and then went back to bed. 

My brother is 7 years old and still has problems with sleeping at the right time. On the other hand I can sleep all day if my parents let me. 

As the alarm clock chimes, its piercing sound rings through my ears. I stir in my cozy bed, aware that it's time for school. With a sleepy yawn and a stretch, I slowly rose and started doing my morning routine. 

I carefully select a pair of jeans, and I slide into my bottoms, feeling the fabric hug my skin.  Moving to the expansive array of tops, I experiment with different colors and patterns, searching for the perfect one. 

When I got dressed, I started doing my makeup. My school didn't really allow makeup, but no one really cared. Not even the teachers. As I got my makeup done, I looked at the time, and it was 7.30 am. It's just about 30 min to eat breakfast.

“Viollet come downstairs” my father yelled from the kitchen.

As I was heading downstairs on my way to the kitchen, I saw my father talking to someone on the phone in his office. 

I head to the kitchen, a sanctuary of delightful aromas and comforting familiarity. The scent of freshly brewed coffee and breakfast delicacies wafts through the air. I sit at the dining table next to my brother whilst mom is sitting on the other side of the table. 

“Good Morning” i greed then.

“Good morning, sweetheart. How did you sleep?” asked mom

“Good”

Dad then comes in and sits next to mom, across from my brother. He smiles and is ready to eat. As a werewolf, we need to eat about 3000 calories a day, and my father is a pro at that. But even when he eats so much, he still doesn't gain extra weight.

“Today Beta Nathaniel is hosting a party for his son who will turn 16”  My father and beta Nathaniel are very close friends. They always meet each other but he really takes us with him. I thank god for that because Betas Nathaniel's son is like the coolest kid in school  and he always hangs out with soon to be Alpha Leonardo. Alessandro is a year older than me, and he rearly celebrates his birthday. But in every pack, when we turn 16, it's a big deal because then you start to get an adult who has more physical strength and is ready to meet his mate. As for Leonardo, he turned 16 last month, but he didn't want to celebrate it. 

If you are a girl werewolf, then it's different. You get what's called the first heat, where you need to feel your mates presens. Your mate also feels the heat and gets very protective of his mate as a sign to breed with her.  

Me and Alessandro are friends, but most of the time, he doesn't even acknowledge me. Sometimes we talk in class about homework but other than that it's a no. 

“Beta Nathaniel wants all of us to be there” my father talks while preparing his food. 

I was getting ready to protest, but one look of him made me shut up. I signed and agreed. Nothing could go wrong, right?

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Kinda short chapter, but this is only the beginning.

Thanks. If you are reading this, it means so much to me and bear with me.

I would also like to remind you that this is my first book ever, so if you have better ideas, write in the comments

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