She's the Mateless Alpha

Prologue

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I looked up at the ceiling in a daze. I was on my bed, laying down comfortably while facing the ceiling.

I closed my eyes and breathed out a shaky sigh of anxiety.

I can't believe it. I... ugh. Damn it. I got my pillow and covered my face with it.

I breathed in deeply and screamed on it. My supposedly loud screams were muffled by my pillow as I got up.

I jumped up and down on my bed, repeatedly while continuing to scream.

I finally let go of my pillow and didn't bother to hide my excitement as my screams echoed throughout the house.

"Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!" I laughed happily. "Oh my fucking gosh!"

"Without the laugh, you'd sound like you were having a nice time on your bed." I turned towards the door of my room and found the door opened with Peter standing there, wiggling his eyebrows in a suggestive way.

I grabbed my pillow and threw it at him with all  my strength. And he managed to dodge it.

Damn werewolf reflex. I said in the mind link. And damn Pee. I purposefully added.

Don't ever call me by that nickname again or I swear... He trailed off with a deadly tone. But I just snickered out loud as well as the other pack members in the mind link. They didn't even bother to hide their amusement from Peter.

I realized that they didn't need to because they were all outside of my room, grinning.

I grinned happily as all of them squished their way into my room while the others get to be left behind on the hallway. Well, seeing as our pack consists of one hundred and thirty-three werewolves.

All of sudden they began to sing the Happy Birthday song. They clapped to the beat as I continued to smile happily at them.

And I noticed that the members began to make a path from the door towards to where I was sitting on my bed.

I smiled as I saw Chrissa appear and she had her usual bright smile as she made her way towards me.

She held out a plate with four stacked pancakes that had a birthday candle on top. From the smell of it, it was chocolate chip.

My favorite! Both my wolf, Cheddar, and I exclaimed at the same time.

I blinked and I internally laughed with my wolf.

I grinned at Chrissa. She smiled. "You're finally seventeen, babe." I chuckled.

Let me explain this whole ordeal going on around.

I'm a werewolf. Everybody in this house is a werewolf. No shit, Sherlock. I snorted.

I belong in a a pack. A pack is a group of wolves. They live together and as werewolves, we live within our territory.

Most of us live in the pack house. And others live on their own house with their family. However, some of us are required to stay in the pack house.

Like for example, the Alpha and his family, the Beta and his family, and the Gamma and his family. The others are weres that doesn't have a family like a rogue that was taken in or just because they want to stay in the pack house.

And well, today is my seventeenth birthday. And tonight, I will be handling all duties and responsiblities that was my dad's before I step in.

My dad is the Alpha and I'm the first born child. Which makes me the next Alpha in line.