Donovan
This town is so small but the woods surrounding it is so huge. Its prefect for the biggest pack in the world, the royal pack.
My name is Donovan Kavi Ranker and I am the alpha of the whole werewolf race. So basically that means I am the alpha of all alphas. And I'm mateless at 18. Pretty sad huh? But I keep myself occupied. I have the sluts and unmated girls and women and work and power.
Apparently in this town, the youngest kitty shifter of the royal family lives in an orphanage and she is mateless. If we can, we're going to try to talk to her and get a way for her to get to her parents and siblings although we are aware they do talk.
Oh and 'we' is me and my beta, Josh, and my gamma, Zeke. The beta and gamma of a pack is like the second and third of a pack and they are one of the most important and trusted peoples in a pack. Josh is the beta of all betas and Zeke Is the gamma of all gammas.
We are going to the local high school and I am already attracting a lot of attention. Not to mention the pack I mean about 300 people are joining their school in one day but no matter.
My wolf has been going crazy and wouldn't really give me a straight answer.
But I knew when we entered the school grounds.
Mate. Our mate went to the school.
Right now, I was heading toward the classroom were the person that was supposed to show us around was. Josh, Zeke, some other guys and sluts, and my little sister, Aubrey, are with me.
As we get closer to the class, an amazing smell that was scattered across the school was getting stronger.
Then we entered the room and nothing mattered except of the girl on her phone sitting on a desk in the middle of the classroom.
Her head shot straight up as I stalked toward her.
She shakily stood up and started backing away.
I pinned her against the wall and sniffed her neck.
"Hello there, mate, kitten." I said softly.
She slowly looked up into my eyes.
Her beautiful silver pools had little blue stars shooting through them.
"H-hello." She stuttered out.
"What's your name...?" I asked, looking over her; she was adorable.
"K-Kylie Roberts. Y-You?"
"Alpha Donovan Ranker of the Royal Pack. But you can call me Don, kitten."
She nodded slowly, a small blush creeping over her cheeks.
I stepped back and held out a hand to her.
She looked down to it then up to me then down to it again before she hesitantly put her small one in mine.
Sparks and tingles shot up my arm and I saw goose bumps climb up hers.
Aubrey shot herself at Kylie who was very surprised, forcefully breaking our hands apart. I let out a low growl, yet Aubrey ignored it.
"OMG! Hi Kylie! I'm Aubrey, this moron's sister. You here to show us around?" Kylie smiled and nodded.
She gulped, blinked, and then walked out of the room, motioning us to follow.
For the rest of the morning, she showed us around, every once in a while running into other groups of the teenagers of the pack also being showed around.
"Alright so after lunch, it's just a free period today but tomorrow you'll have the rest of your classes and home room." Finished Kylie.
Everyone nodded and she hurried away, heading toward were the lockers were.
I narrowed my eyes but walked into the lunch room and chose a big table in the middle of the room.
I was soon joined by Aubrey, Josh, Zeke, girls, and a lot of the pack.
Ashley or Brittany or whatever her name was, a total Barbie, was talking to me but I wasn't listening, I was looking for Kylie.
Mate! Where's mate? Whined Asher, my wolf.
I don't know... I replied warily.
Just as fate would have it; one of the double doors opened and she tumbled in.
The only way I knew it was her was because of her amazing scent, vanilla and hot chocolate. Her face was covered by a book.
She had her hood up and was reading while she balanced two other books on her waist.
She was so very precious.
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The Alphas Kitten
WerewolfHer head shot straight up as I stalked toward her. She shakily stood up and started backing away. I pinned her against the wall and sniffed her neck. "Hello there, mate, kitten."I said softly. She slowly looked up into my eyes. Her beautif...