Lost Hope

Just Another day-3

Author's Note
This chapter is dedicated to my first reader (other than my brother). Thank you so much msjayla for the support and encouragement you have given me.

Amanda's P.O.V
I personally never understood what the big deal was with having a birthday party but apparently it's a huge deal. In fact that is the only thing anyone knows about me, which just so happens to be today. HECK! They don't even know how old I am!

I walk down the stairs of the pack house to go outside for training. Unfortunately for me though, just as I reach the back door, I'm stopped by the entire freakin pack yelling "happy birtthday" and "surprise," as someone turns on the lights. Dang it! I was hoping I could sneak out before they woke up! "Ugh! I hate this!" My wolf growls. "Yeah, me too," I whine to her. I slowly turn around, with an obviously annoyed expression on my face. I cross my arms over my chest and huff in annoyance as they begin to sing the happy birthday song.

After the 20 minutes of torture I had to endure this morning, I quickly run outside and start my training. After about 2 hours a young, male wolf, named Troy, walks up to me. "Hey there blue hair, care to fight me?" Troy asked cockily. "Ohhhh BOY! This guy doesn't know he's messing with, does he?" My wolf asked angrily. "I guess not, maybe should teach him a little lesson," I replied suggestively. "HECK ya! Let's do it!" Abri yells happily. I look Troy up and down for a minute before I gesture for him to step up onto the arena. "Oh come on little blue," Troy says tauntingly, "not talking today? What's wrong, cat got your tongue?" MAN, I hate that voice! He sounds like a little girl. I stand there in a fighting stance for a few minutes while he continues with the insults, before I get annoyed and just casually walk up to punch him so hard in the face that he passes out. I sigh and start to turn around while shaking my hand from the slight stinging I felt, when I heard clapping. I quickly jump around to face it and getting into a fighting stance. Once I see it's a part of the pack I let out a relieved sigh...until I realized who it was. "Derek," Abri growls in my head. She hates him just as much as I do. "Hey there sexy pants (don't ask lol). Miss me?" That stupid, cocky, flirt says. I would much rather deal with rouges than that idiot. I just stand there glaring a him. Derek slowly makes his way to me and walks circles around me while checking me out. I just put a bored expression on my face and pretend to be messing with my nails. He talks to me for a while and I just tune him out when suddenly he slaps me and yells, "were you even listening to me?! Stupid girl! Why don't you just go kill yourself!" Suddenly my wolf takes control and the loudest, most terrifying growl I've ever heard erupts from me and he instantly backs down. Everyone in the pack stops and stares at me in shock and my eyes are widened in surprise. That's the first time any sound other than a sigh or huff has left my mouth since I was five.

Even the elders, alpha, and beta were shocked at my sudden outburst.
Alpha Damien slowly made his way to me. "What. Was. That?!" He yells the last part. I just stand there with my mouth still open and blinking. Once I finally snap out of my trance I shake my head and start running. I jump and shift into my wolf in mid-air. I may be the best pack warrior but even I shouldn't have that much authority in my voice.