Accepted In The Pack *EDITING* *ON HOLD*

Chapter Fifteen: Lies

I'm really sorry that it's been so long since I last updated. I'm a lazy hoe.

Well. ENJOY! <3

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I opened my eyes. I was lying on the ground, staring up at a chandelier. I sat up. I was in a hall, that seemed to never end. Small ceiling chandeliers dimly lit the vast hall. I felt like I was in an old victorian house. The walls were a blood red color. Portraits were lined up, one after another. Each of the paintings were creepy. Most of them were of wolves, which I wasn't too fond of. There were a few of them that were of people, mostly men. All of the people in the paintings were so familiar, but I couldn't place a name on any of them.

I stood up. I knew exactly where I was. I was in my nightmare. The same nightmare that always haunted me. Usually, the dream starts with me running away from something, but this was different. I didn't hear anything. I didn't see anything. I started to panic. Was something going to jump out and get me? Why is it so quiet?

I decided that since I wasn't being attacked, I should explore my nightmare. I should discover as much as I can about this weird hall. After arguing with myself for quite some time, I decided to go down the hall to the right. The hall went on forever, until I noticed a door. I cautiously opened the door to realize that I was in a library. It was huge, but it had an end. I slowly started down one of the isles. History. I picked one of the books off the shelf and read the title: Little Red Riding Hood. 

"What?" I muttered to myself. This was a folk tale! A childrens book! Little Red Riding Hood isn't history!

I picked another random book off the shelf. The Boy Who Cried Wolf. I picked another. This book was giant and old looking. I balanced it on top of the other two books in my arms and read the cover. The Chosen Girl.

That book caught my attention. I went to put away the other two books when I realized a pair of eyes were staring at me from the other side of the bookshelf. I shrieked and dropped all of the books. The eyes just kept staring at me. They were a light blue, like the sky. The eyes had a strange glow to them. I felt so entranced. I drew in a deep breath.

"H-hello?" I quietly asked them. "Wh-who are you? Where am I? You're not going to hurt me, are you?" 

There was a long pause as the person didn't say anthing.

"You are safe." they finally said. It was a man, and he had a deep, warm voice. He started walking towards the end of the History isle, and I found myself walking in sync with him. I couldn't stop myself. "At least, safe in your dreams. You cannot be harmed in your dreams."

"That's good, I think." I said slowly. "But you still haven't told me what your name is." We got to the end of the isle and I came face to face with him.

He was handsome. He looked maybe a few years older than me. He had light brown tousled hair and the same blue eyes I saw behind the bookshelf. He wore a black suit. He looked like a celebrity. He lifted my chin up with his hand gently so I could look into his eyes. He lightly kissed my forehead, then trailed his lips down my nose until he was at my lips. He moved his head towards my ear and quietly said,

"I am the Alpha."

"How'd you sleep, Omen?" Pierce asked me the next day at breakfast. I put my tray down on the table and sat down.

"Uh, good. I guess." I thought back to the strange dream I had. Who was the Alpha?

"Are you ok?" Ashton muttered to me. I jumped slightly.