The Choice

Chapter 1

Chapter 1:

I sighed as I drove down the dirt road and pulled up to the rinky-dink diner. The last thing I wanted to do with my weekend was spend it checking up on a stupid werewolf pack in some hick town in the middle of no where. Don't get me wrong, I don't have a problem with werewolves or anything, it's just annoying basically being a police officer for the supernaturals. I looked through the case file one last time to make sure I knew everything before the meeting.

*Case File*

Supernatural Type: Werewolfs

Pack: Black Moon Pack

Alpha: Tyler Cunningham

Issue: Multiple reports of hunters spotted on or near pack grounds

Witch on duty: Emma Blake

Goal: Meet with Alpha to discuss strategy on possible attacks, report back to council and intervene if necessary

*End file*

Boring. Honestly if the mutts couldn't handle the hunters themselves they could just send my coven out and we could take care of business without meeting with them. My coven was the strongest and most well known out of all 17 covens. 

You see witches are split up into covens much like werewolves are divided into packs. The difference is we aren't just born into our roles we must earn them. The spoiled werewolf alphas just get it handed to them, whereas I have had to work and train to become the leader of my coven. Granted, the fact that I was born a pure-blood witch from the Blake bloodline didn't hurt, but still I had to work to become leader and train my coven to become the best. And now at the age of 20 I am the youngest coven leader ever, not only that but I am stronger and more powerful than all the other leaders. Yeah I know, I'm pretty badass. 

I stepped out of my beautiful baby blue Bentley convertible and checked to make sure there were no scratches from the dreadful dirt road I drove up here on. My car is my prized possession, and was a present from Sarah, a member of the council who trained me to use my powers and basically raised me after my parents were killed trying to save their coven from an attack by hunters. Once I was satisfied with the condition of my car I walked into the diner. 

I could feel the male eyes turn to me lustfully, and the females in jealousy. I was used to this reaction when I entered places. It's hard to blame them, with my physically fit body from all of the intensive training, long naturally wavy hair, and striking blue eyes I always draw attention. I realize how conceited that sounds, but in reality I am far from perfect. It's just a supernatural thing, we always appear more physically attractive than humans but I definitely don't consider myself prettier than other supernaturals I have crossed paths with. Especially the mer like oh my goodness they are beautiful (even the mermen are beautiful). 

Nevertheless, I ignore the blatant stares and take a spot in a booth hidden in the back of the diner and waited for the Alpha to arrive.

~the picture on the side is Emma (Miley Cyrus circa 2010-definitely not now lol)~

~sorry it was so short but this is my first book so I'm still getting the hang of things. Let me know what you think!~