Slaves To The Moon (A Werewolf Story)

Chapter One ~The pack~

Dakota's POV:

"I had that weird dream again." I told my best friend Bree. Looking into her calming sky blue eyes. Just looking at Bree calmed me down. Her long wavy chocolate brown hair, always getting in her face but not bothering her. And how her tanned skin always looked beautiful. Then again all werewolves share the same gene of having tanned skin.

"Is it the same one?" Bree sounded concerned.

"No, it started different. I was shifted, looking at my white wolf's reflection in the lake. My violet eyes looking like they weren't even mine...like they were possessed by something for a brief second. Then all of a sudden i heard some twigs snap and the next thing i knew I was running through the woods under the full moon alone. I shifted back, standing nude in the dark with the moon shining as light and then he was there. His blue eyes tinted with silver, hair as black as the night, flawless skin, and his mark on his right hand...the same one as mine. He reached out for me and then everything went black. I woke up sweating and breathing faster then normal." I explained to a concerned looking Bree.

"If i didn't know you at all and you told me this, i'd defz think you were on drugs." Bree joked trying to make me laugh like always. God i'm glad Bree is my best friend.

"Bree seriously! why am i getting these fucked up dreams lately??" I don't even know why i asked her when i knew she is as clueless as i am.

"I don't know, maybe it's cause your the first ever female Alpha in the Luna Pack line. Anyway have you told anyone? like your parents or even Axel?" Maybe Bree had a point. Maybe i should tell someone in my family.

"Hey losers," speaking of the annoying 15 year old brother, Axel dumped his food tray on the table and glanced up at Bree and I.

"Jackass" Bree commented. Gotta love pack bonds. Insulting each other for fun.

"Hello?...Dakota?" My brother tried to get my attention.

"What?" I asked impatiently. One of my many traits. Being impatient.

"Whats with the zone out?" Axel asked

"It's nothing..." before i could finish anything i was joined by the rest of my pack.

"YES! SLOOOPYYY JOES!" Tyler yelled. My pack is my family. We always use our pack bond to communicate through periods of the day. Tyler was your average 18 year old. He had brown hair and hazel eyes. They were amazing eyes and i constantly lost thought just looking at them.

"Nice to know you think my eyes are amazing Dee Dee" Bloody Tyler searching through my mind and that annoying nickname the pack gave me.

"My thoughts are MY thoughts stop prowling through them." I demanded with a slight use of my alpha voice. Tyler got the message as he submitted to me.

"Sorry Alpha" Tyler apologized.

"Better listen to the big bad Alpha" Luka joked.

"Luka, when did you get here?" We all asked confused.

"Just now, couldn't decide on lasagna or sloppy joe" Luka commented

"Well I see you boys definitely can't decide" Bree commented staring at Luka's plate with both Lasagna and a sloppy joe on it.

"I love how were talking through the pack bond. Cause you know talking out loud is too mainstream" Axel joked.

"Alright enough with the pack bond" I commanded using my Alpha voice again.

"Alpha, look 12 o'clock" Tyler warned me.

I turned around to see the Oak Packs confident alpha walk through the cafeteria doors with his pack following behind. His stormy grey eyes locked contact with my unusual violet orbs. Shit he was walking toward my table and pack. They say all werewolves have mates. Our other half aka soulmate. I looked at Tyler and Bree and knew that they were mates, i don't know if they knew it or if they were choosing to ignore it but i was sure to say something later. Feeling uncomfortable from the stare i was receiving, I got up and walked to the cafe. On the way to the cafe some kid riding his skateboard bashed into me. I got up and glared, a low growl escaped my chest, not audible for human ears but audible enough for my pack and the Oak pack to turn around and look my way.