Chapter 1

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Aliyah's POV

"Morning sunshine!!" My mother screeches into my ear. I groan and roll over. I pull my blankets over my head to block out the sun as the blinds are ripped open. "You really should open these more often... or at all. Ali! You really need to get up! The guests will arrive today!"

"Get the fuck out of my room!" I yell back at her. What a wonderful start to this August morning.

By guests she means my siblings and all their mates and their mates' families who will soon join our pack. Blah, blah, blah. I really don't fucking care and I don't need to get ready for them but my mother seems to think so.

In all I have 12 siblings and I was the 8th... well 9th but since I was born the same day as my brother, as horrible as it may seem, I think we should share a number. Yes, I'm a twin. Yes, I'm a werewolf. But right now all I want to do is sleep.... actually I could go for some breakfast.... Ugh!

"Ahhh!!" I scream as I'm suddenly ripped out of bed and tossed to the floor, landing on the cold hard ground, may I add. A loud growl slips out of my mouth as I hop off the ground. I sigh as I spot my mom laughing, with no sound, on my bedroom floor and decide to shower instead of fighting my mom, btw I would win.

After I finish scrubbing myself with my Japanese Flower Blossom body wash, conditioner, and shampoo I wrap myself in my robe and step into my room where it is empty of my mother. Thank the moon goddess!

Not that I don't love my mom, I do although I'll never tell her, she just annoys me sometimes.... maybe all the time. I step into my walk in closet after pulling on my purple bandeau with matching underwear. I pick out a black muscle tee with the words 'this ain't Paris' in silver. Then I pull on my silver leggings and black vans. Damn I look fine.

I then return to my bathroom where I put on my eyeliner and mascara bringing out my cobalt blue eyes and put on my signature bright red lipstick. I then straighten my thick waist length black hair. All of my siblings and I share our blue eyes and black hair although neither of our parents own any of these traits.

I then make my way to the kitchen where I will greet everyone. Fan fucking tastic! I sigh and step into the kitchen putting on my best bored expression, which I wear almost always. My entire family, which I haven't seen for at least a year besides my parents, turns to stare at me. All of my siblings went away to boarding school but I refused, the fuck I was leaving all of my bitches.

"Da fuck you guys looking at?" My dad clears his throat and sends a warning look my way. I roll my eyes in response. My parents are alpha and luna of the Blood Moon Pack, the second strongest pack in North America so I don't listen to anybody and if you try to tell me what to do.... good luck.

I stride over to the stove where I place a piece of bacon into my mouth and noticing no one has stopped staring, I start for the door.

"Ali, where do you think you're going?" My dad's voice booms out into the dead silent kitchen. I turn and smirk.

"Oh, you know, places." My siblings must not have recognized me because their faces were full of shock which lead me to laugh out loud.

"That's really her?" Jordan, my twin, finally asked. How can he not recognize me? My laughter snapping everyone out of their trance.

"Who else would it be?" I snap as I finally sober up. "Can I go now?" I ask turning to my dad and giving him my famous puppy eyes. It always works on him, he's too soft for an alpha.

Just then the doors open and my siblings visibly perk up, except Jordan and my younger siblings since we aren't 16 yet and we can't have mates, which I'm guessing is who is at the door and I take it as my que to go.

As I turn to leave the kitchen door is slammed open and knocks me to the floor. I growl and look up to see who knocked me down.

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