The Alphas Daughter

"Let's go to Dennys, please, Katie", Sarah pleaded.

The Black Forest Pack is suppose to take refugee here since their land was caught on fire and like always my father, the Alpha, being generous gave them permission to settle down here until they could go back home.

You say, what's that suppose to do with Dennys? Well, being the Alphas Daughter, I have to welcome them. My father was away on business with our mother and it left my brother, Mason the future Alpha, Myself, and our little brother Brody to run the pack.

"Katie, they said they'll be here mid-afternoon, and it breakfast! " Sarah whined.

"Okay, you're right, lets go", I replied " just hold on, let me ask Mason and Brody if they want to go"

Walking upstairs, reaching the first door on my right being Brodys Room, I knocked.

"Come in!" yelled the 9 year-old.

Opening the door, I opened my mouth to ask if he wanted to go with us when I closed it and saw that he was putting his shoes on. "Were you eavesdropping again?" I asked trying to control the smile that threatens to show. He has been doing that -eavesdropping, I mean- a lot lately and we're trying to set an example that its rude but come on, Just one look at this boy and all is forgiving. Literally, once he kicked a ball to my fathers study, broke the window, and all he had to do was say "sorry, daddy."

"I just heard Sarah saying Dennys" he replied, innocently might I add. Already walking by me and bumping to Mason, who was already dressed.

" Is there anyone who doesn't eavesdrop in this house?" I scowled at the boys.

"Yeah, you", Mason commented.

Looking at the boys you could tell my parents make beautiful babies.

Mason is 6'2 and very handsome. He has a light complexion that suits his hair, a dirty blonde and a 'just got out of bed' style, his hazel eyes, that makes you feel warmth and comfort. A strong jawline and amazing cheek bones, long thick eyelashes and a killer smile that can knock girls down their feet, with a tattoos around. With all that said, yes he has girls over most of the time. I mean being 18 and no mate, drives your hormones crazy for a male wolf.

Brody is a miniature Mason, except his eyes are a light blue and no muscles. But he's very sneaky and very smart.

They both look like my parents, whereas I, look like my mom. She's Latina and the most beautiful women you could ever lay eyes on. I have all the curves In the right places, the light tan skin, the jet black hair with blonde high lights in one section, I have the full lips, long eyelashes, and the tone body. Like the boys, I have the cheek bones. I have Brodys name on my right side -from below my arm pit to my hip- tattooed. My eyes are different, they change. Don't ask why, cause honestly I don't have a clue and neither does anyone.

And no, before you think I have unnatural powers. I am just an ordinary normal - sort of- Teenager.

"Katie, lets go !"

"Take a chill pill !" I yelled.

Finally at Denny's, a little behind schedule all because Sarah wanted be childish and fight with Brody on who gets to sit shotgun. Tsk, kids.