Coming Alive

Today was going to be my first day in the moonlight pack, I knew I was going to be moved eventually and that either way I would not have a say in where I was going. The men in suits, obviously built to survive walked over to me on the front lawn of my house. The house that had brought me tears and bloodshed; I was not going to miss it. Suit number one was 6'5 with reddish brown hair and strangely defined chin, suit number two was 6'8 with deep green eyes, bleach blonde hair and sun kissed skin. I couldn't see much of their features through my once blonde hair which was hanging in front of my face. My head is tilted down showing respect, I know that they are a higher rank than me... Everybody was.

"Are you Tehaley?" Suit number two asked with a stale voice.

I just nodded knowing that if I speak then I would be punished. It took a week for me to learn that.

"Good, we are here to take you to your new pack..." He pondered for a moment "We'll take you there and the alpha will see you to your room."

They both walked back into the grand caravan, I followed and climbed into the back seat. suits number one and number two were silent, so was I. The drive would take a while so I looked out the window looking aimlessly into the moving trees and bushes.

After about 3 hours we were in front of a old tall marble gate which was nicely detailed, showing pictures of wolves howling at the moon. Suit number two squeezed the steering wheel so much that his knuckles turned white... I'm guessing he didn't like this pack or maybe he was just afraid, afraid of what? Suit number one stayed cool and collected but his jaw clenched showing the same emotions as suit number one. I wondered why they were acting so strange... The gates opened slowly obviously not cared for, I would not say anything of course that would be taken as criticism and I know what happens to those who criticize a packs living quarters. Once the gates were completely opened the pack village was in full view, the shape of the village was a horseshoe with the pack house at the end of it. Houses lined the edges of the horseshoe shape, all surrounding the middle which is what I'm guessing was a miniature park with a fountain carved from marble and grass surrounding it, the village had gravel on the inside if the horseshoe. My head tilted down even more as I noticed people starting to notice the car, and the mistake inside of it. They all looked so young so happy and care-free, I did not feel jealous though, it was my job to keep their happiness by letting them take their anger on me. My lips twitched down into a miniature frown, but it didn't hold for long since the care had stopped in front of the pack house. The house that would take me in. The house that I would work in. The house where I would be safe from my memory's. ______________________________ Authors note: So I'm kinda an amateur at writing and this was done just because I was really bored I might do a couple of chapters and see what you guys think. So good criticism is welcome!