Untamed

C H A P T E R 1

My eyes darted from one person to the other as bids were made. Someone called out an insane amount and my heartbeat sped up considerably as I realized how bizarre this entire situation was.

I knew that none of these Alphas were bidding on me because of my skill. They were all just bidding on me for the sake of bidding on me. They knew that anyone who didn't want a white wolf in their Pack was insane, or maybe even worse.
I chose to believe that whoever didn't want me, just wasn't power hungry.

Another bid was called through the air and I watched as our Alpha made a note of who made the bid. Despite the setting sun, I was being affected by the heat in the air, opening my mouth to cool down. Our Alpha had told me to stay in wolf form, since he believed that it would drive the Alphas to bid more. I hated to admit that there was logic to his madness.

The piercing sound of a phone ringing cut through the air and my eyes immediately started looking for the distraction.
I soon found the source-a man with more muscle than height holding the phone to his ear while watching me with thinned lips. Instinct told me that the conversation about to take place would affect my future drastically, so I continued to let my eyes move around.

I was thankful for my enhanced hearing, which enabled me to listen to the conversation taking place on the other side of the crowd. It seemed as though there was some outer force compelling me to listen.

     “A white wolf? Are your sure it’s a white wolf?”

A chill ran down my back as I listened to the gravely anger that seeped through the line. Even from this distance, I could hear that whoever the man was talking to wasn't in the most pleasant of moods.

There was a part of me that always wondered what it was that made people go berserk over me. The most I could do was manipulate the elements, and even though it was a lot more than most could do, it was nothing compared to what Royal Wolves could do.

     “Yes, Alpha. I'm 100% sure. I watched her shift with my very own eyes.”

I felt my skin prickle with interest as I listened to the conversation. I had been under the impression that all Alphas were present today, but clearly I had been mistaken.

     “Well then, what are you waiting for? I want him!”

The harsh, clipped tone of the Alpha would have made me from if I were in human form. There was this odd feeling in my gut telling me to run. That something bad was about to happen.

     “She.”

     “What?”

I momentarily wondered what could have been bad enough to make a man constantly snap at everyone he came in contact with.

     “The white wolf is a she wolf, Alpha.”
There was a low, gravelly growl of disbelief before the Alpha spoke again, with a distinct tone of annoyance and frustration.

     “What difference does it make whether it's a he or a she? Get. Her.”

The beep that run through the air was almost as clipped as the Alphas voice had been. A shiver ran down my spine as I watched the Beta turn around with a slightly defeated slump to his shoulders and start pushing his way to the front of the crowd, leaving a trail of annoyed Alphas in his wake.