I am lounging on a beautiful golden chaise while my husband, Johnny Depp, is feeding me grapes.
"I love you!" I say to him.
"I beep beep beep!" He replies.
I blink at him. "Beep beep beep!!"
"WHO DARES AWAKEN M-oh, it's my alarm!" I say to my 3 unicorn pillow pets sitting on the edge of my bed. I sit up and turn my alarm off. Damn that was annoying!
I slowly drag myself off the bed and slouch in front of my mirror. OOOOH!! Today I look taller! I walk to my wardrobe and measure my self, I mark the spot and stand back. DANG IT! I only grew a centimetre over 3 months! I'm not gonna look the part to be an Alpha at this rate!!
Oh yea, I'm a wolf, well, a werewolf. And all that shit saying that we can only turn on a full moon is bull. We can turn whenever we want. Our wolfs are linked in our emotions. So if we are really angry our wolfs get PISSED. And that is when we normally turn without meaning to. That's probably where we got the whole "turn on the full moon" thing from. My name is Isabel and my father is Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack. He will be handing that title over to me on my 18th birthday. Which is tomorrow by the way. YEW!!! So excited! But I'm nervous as well.
I'm constantly worrying about whether or not I'll be good enough to be Alpha. You see, I haven't met my mate yet. We normally find them on our 16th birthday. But, to be honest, I don't want to find my mate. I don't want to leave my pack for a lovey-dovey relationship. I see all these strong women, crumble when they meet their mate. Mates are weaknesses. And I have been taught from a young age to eliminate weaknesses.
Just last year i went on an alphas course, i passed with flying colours of course, but it was hard. and we were taught how to push our feelings aside for the better of the pack. It was all hard work but worth it in the end.
I pad slowly to the bathroom and turn on the shower, while I'm waiting for the water to heat up, i look at myself in the mirror. My boring brown hair in wavy in some places and straight in others. My eyes can never make up their mind, always changing from hazel to brown. I'm short, but stocky, my curves are my greatest asset, but who needs curves and all that when you need to look after a whole pack? I don't. I need to focus on school and the pack.
I step into the shower and wash my hair. I lather up my gingerbread man wash cloth with my favourite coconut scented body wash. i wash myself, rinse then get out. I step into my walk in closet and pick the closest thing to me; black jeans and a Banana Man shirt, i grab my converse all stars and head out to my room to get changed. After I'm changed i blow dry my hair and grab my Death Note messenger bag. i run down the stairs two at a time and grab a waffle as I'm heading out the door.
I click the clicker to my garage and the door opens, as i step inside i see my beautiful motorbike. its a Victory, I've named her Sassy. She is a red with white coming up the sides. i turn her on and head out to school. Because we live so far away from the humans, it takes me nearly 20 minutes to get there while im speeding.
I arrive at the school and park Sassy, as soon as i step through the gates, I'm hugged, very tightly, by skinny arms.
'BELLS!!!!' Screams my best friend Rhiannon.
She is tall, (taller than me) and thin, i swear if the wind was hard enough she would blow away! She has brown hair that's wavy and beautiful blue eyes. I've known this amazing chick for about 10 years now. (fact: I've known her since year 1 when our brothers introduced us :3 ) She has always been there for me and vise versa. She doesn't know I'm a wolf though, that is the only secret I've kept from her, and it pains me because she has no secrets from me.
The bell goes and we walk to roll call. Of course, we were put in the same roll call, but we have 1st period different though. As the bell goes for 1st period, we both head our opposite ways. I turn the corner to go to maths i run into a wall. I brace myself to hit the floor but it never comes. I slowly open my eyes to see a familiar stranger holding me at an angle so I don't fall. His eyes are an aqua blue, his hair was a sandy blonde, he was tanned, and muscley and OMG MATE!!!!!
I jerk myself upright and storm away. The last look i see on his handsome face was hurt.
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okay guys, so how was this chapter? i thought i would be cruel and end it with a cliffhanger aha so yea!! i hope you guys like this new book, :)
J. xxoo
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