Chapter 1
•L Y R I C•"C'mon Eli, please?" I beg for the third time. My older brother glares at me angrily, obviously getting annoyed at my continuous attempts to get him to train with me. His lips part, letting the grossly sweet smoke leave his lungs, he then growls.
His muscled body is moist from his sweat. It doesn't help that he smells like a boys locker room. My nose wrinkled up, "Eww,"
Rolling his crystal caramel eyes, he stands, "The fuck do you want, squirt?" I frown at him. "I want you to help me get stronger."
"Ask Our old fart, I'm sure he wouldn't lose to you. So stop pressuring me into being your punching bag. Any stronger, and you'll be equal to my left ball sack." His brown stubbed hair glistened under his ceilings light. I gag at his comment.
"That reminds me, how's your Mate?" His lips struggle to contain his resting bitch face. "He's doing fine. Why are you concerned?"
"Just looking out for my big baby brother, is all. It'd just be such a shame for him to find out that your being mean to his future little sister in law..."
His eyes snap to mine, "Stop, or I'll rip you stupid porn mags away." I gasp, knowing that he's referring to my collection of half naked hotties.
I run out, right after I make sure to moon him with my pearly white ass. He groans, with a grossed out gag, then runs after me. "You're so fuckin' gross, you know!"
I give him the finger, "So, just means I'll be single longer! Hahaha~"
Before I had a chance to turn around a corner of our long hallway, I feel something wet on my foot. The smell instant hit my nose, so did the loud bang. Flinching away from where I was standing, I awkwardly fall.
Not only is my butt gonna be sore, but I'm sure I just got a splinter in my upper thigh. I can't really tell. Right now I'm just focusing on the fact that my grandfather was lying face down on the ground; completely still and dead.
My eyes widen and I try to scream, but a large and intimidating growl leaves me speechless. I turn rather slowly. My blood suddenly becoming cold. "Did you..." My mouth widens into a angered frown. "I'll kill you!"
Their menacing forest green eyes shined with amusement. Whoever it was, they weren't in my Pack, and judging by their scent, they're not from any other Clans or Packs near by. My tears stain my face, I cant feel each and every one of my bones shattering to rebuild my Wolf form.
"Are you letting me in, finally?" My eyes squeeze shut, I can feel that my inner Wolf was awakening from her slumber. She sent an uncontrollably large amount of adrenaline and strength and speed into my body, so I was hosting for her.
Her warm blood enters and mixes with my own, and when I open my eyes again, everything is so much sharper and bright.
"I will kill you!"
•M I L E S•
Her stance was wonderfully confusing. She left herself open, wide for any attacks. But at the same time, she had just enough room to use defensive attacks.
Her eyes snapped back open, and she takes a moment to gain control over herself, she then looks at me and let's out a terrible growl, that was cracked by a whine. Her beautiful white and brown checkered fur shined brightly. I hear another growl. That one of n Alpha.
My head snaps to a larger version of the girls wolf, only, he's drenched in my comrades blood. He smacks his lips together, hungrily looking at me. My inner wolf laughs at this. "Does this guy actually think he has a chance?"
His caramel eyes snap to his grandfathers blood, then to his comrade, and back to me. He let's out a pained howl. Alerting to all of his remaining pack that an elder was killed.
He charges at me, leaving me just enough time to dodge and lock my jaws into his neck. He struggles. I know he thinks he has a chance of living, but he doesn't. As my jaws are tightening, he looks at his comrade, and whines deeply.
She pulls forward, but he whines again, making her stop dead in her tracks. He finally realizes that he's not getting out of this. So, with a grunt, I snap my jaws shut, crushing his neck in my teeth. She yelps, watching his blood splatter on to the marble floor.
She changes back into her human form. Her now tear stained face quickly poured into something more dark and unfamiliar. She rushed to his corpse. I took this chance to pounce.
When she slowly turned to look me in my eyes, I stopped, suddenly trapped in her odd eyes. Her left eye was a glowing gold, and her right was a terrifyingly icy blue.
I found myself unable to move. Unable to even think about what I'm doing. Her body was perfect, and her hair wasn't too long, but at a perfect length. Her skin was an olive shade. She was perfect.
Its weird, I came here to wipe out a pack, but as I was doing so, I was trapped by a woman who looked at me with those desperate eyes. An urge to protect her snapped me back to reality.
Surely, this girl isn't the one.
She couldn't be the one, she was basically a low profile princess!
But the way I feel... Like a magnet, even. She has to be it.
She has to be the one; She has to be my Mate.
Hope you enjoyed the first chapter to my newest story! I'm kinda new to this whole Werewolf thing, so if I missed anything, please feel free to notify me.
I made this book for my cousin -who is also writing on here!- so go check her out real squiggle-diddly fast. ——> Chey1012
Until Next time, my Fellow Weirdlo~
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(Un)Wanted
WerewolfMiles Greenholt |∆| Alpha Leader of a famously dangerous pack known as The Greenholt Clan. He's viciously aggressive, easy to piss off, and too charming for his own good. He's bold and daring, but also cautious of his surroundings, but he's carefree...