Broken Bonds : The Rejected

A N A L I S E

"Are you ready?" A serene voice asks behind me as she brushes my long, blondish hair. I can spot her emerald orbs smiling at me from the mirror. I grin back, excited with my whole self.

"Yeah." I mumble and blush. "I have been waiting for this day my whole life." I whisper as I close my eyes and start wondering about him, whoever he is going to be.

"Don't worry." She whispers in kind voice and gives me light kiss on the forehead before turning her back on me. "You will find him soon. But today, you have to be ready for your wolf." She adds in small voice and goes in the kitchen.

My mom, she is bit strange about this. Even though she is werewolf herself, she has never been excited about my ceremony. I think she preferred me to never connect with my Inner Wolf.

Since the day father died, she has never been same, but even though she can't leave the pack. I don't know the details, but I know one thing for sure. She has never been same since that day. Grandfather used to tell me stories about it, but never too much, as he didn't have any right to.

"You will be late, Lisa." Mom calls and I nod, standing up from my chair, I glance one more time in the mirror and study myself. I have long, silky blonde hair, ocean blue eyes, fair skin with full pink lips always in a smile and small amount of freckles spread on my nose.

"I am coming!" I yell back and start descending on the stairs to meet her. We are wearing similar white dresses. I smile at her and we go to the car. This is the day I have been waiting for years. This is the day when I will be connected to my wolf, and soon I will find him. I will find my mate.

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We are standing in a circle, me and thirty another teenagers, who are my age. I know most of them from school, in Everton High there are plenty of werewolves, and some humans. They don't know who we are and think lowly of us, because we usually tend to not talk to them. To be honest, half school is human while other half, including teachers and stuff are werewolves.

"Today..." One of the elders, James starts talking in loud, but monotone voice. His face is wrinkled and his scull is balding. His hands are trembling when he rises them while talking. "We gathered here for Wolfing Ceremony!" Every year Wolfing Ceremony takes place same day, nearly no one was born on that day. But oddly I am the one. Today is the day I become eighteen.

Every year werewolves, who turned eighteen will gather together and have ceremony, which will awake their wolves. Thus, someone with no imagination called it Wolfing Ceremony. It happens on Red Moon Day, no one really has explained it to me why this is called this way.

My fellow peers are cheering and clapping until James shushes them all. I just stand there, staring at them. My friends are far away from me, or have already taken the ceremony.

"First one to come will be Lucas Arnolds." James declares loudly and son of Alpha goes forward, flashing his irresistible smile at girls. I have to admit I used to have crush on him, too long ago. But it is nearly impossible not to like him. He has this jet black hair, grey, colorless eyes, straight nose, sharp jaw line, bloody-red lips, always parted into smirk and bad boy attitude around him.

He knees in front of James and smiles as James starts whispering in ancient language. Luke starts shaking, his whole body trembling from power oozing from him. The moment wolf awakes we are all feeling how strong the werewolf is going to be. And from the look of it, it's pretty obvious that Luke will be really strong.

The power overwhelms me and the sudden want of puking takes over me, but unlike others I manage to control myself and some has ever fainted from the power around us. James looks surprised and pleased at Lucas and after he is done orders him to stand up.

"From now on, you are Lucas Arnolds, future Alpha of Bloody Moon Pack." He orders in high voice, quivering slightly visible while he is talking. Luke just smirks and bends his head, heading back where he was standing, saying nothing.

But he starts sniffing, his sharp eyes are roaming over all the girls in the circle, his eyes clearly not pleased of what he is seeing, taking that his current girlfriend, Samantha isn't here, being seventeen. Maybe he felt scent of his mate, thus he isn't happy.

I clearly understand the poor soul who turned out to be his mate. She will have to go through lots of troubles because of him, as he is hard to understand and total jerk. I liked him, but he is still jerk.

"Nikolas Fisher." James announces another member of Luke's gang. Nick is tall, with sandy blonde hair, crystal blue eyes and never fading cheery smile on his lips. He is another heartbreaker for the girls, always having one girl or another on his laps, snogging his face. He kneels down, another smirk appearing on his face and the instant James start speaking power hits us, but not as strong as it was before.

But this surprises no one, he is son of Beta, heritage making him strong enough to carry the title.

When James is finished he starts eyeing Nick and Luke, surprise written all over his face, but says nothing as Nick returns to his place, next to Luke. Other people come and go, but none of them is as strong as these two. Then their another best friend appears. Michael Simmons, the It Boy of school. He has dark brown hair, forest green eyes, red lips, parted in a smile. I even now have little crush on him. Unlike others he isn't playboy, or rude. he is kind and polite to everyone, trying to defend as many people from his friends' wrath as possible.

He smiles at everyone before kneeling in front of James. He is nervous and I can tell this why. It is part of ceremony. Every year there are only three werewolves who are stronger of them all. Only three, and they are to keep the pack safe. One is always Alpha, another is always Beta and third one is usually Delta. So, as he is delta, I don't know why he is scarred. As expected the power starts oozing from him and I smile proudly when I feel how much power he feels. It is nothing like Luke's, but it is equal to Nick's. When he stands and returns back to his friends, James looks troubled, as if something is scaring him.

"The last one is..." I close my eyes as I know whose name will be called. I just hope that my power won't be as little that no one will notice, we had some people like that, too. I don't want to be laugh of the school. I have enough troubles without it. "Analise Thompson." James looks up at me with wide eyes, while I flash him a smile.

Next to our names, there is data of us as well, maintaining the day of your birth, and this might have surprised him.

I go in the front, blushing from the attention I am gaining. I kneel in front of him and the moment his hand touches my head, world turns dark.

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