The Female Warrior

Three

It wasn't difficult to see where the packs name originated from. Ash covered the mountain as our car drove higher and higher, it was eerily beautiful how the black covered the grass. The ash was constantly falling, for what reason? I haven't the clue. No one does really. Mountain Ash claimed to be the highest ranking pack in the country, I assume it is because Alpha Rush is a Kage.

Wolves ran at our sides, moving swiftly through the trees, never taking their eyes off our cars. It was quiet as our cars came to a stop. Pack members stood around us, staring but never saying anything. They stood firm, faces unmoving, bodies still, eyes focusing on our forms. I felt as if I were being dissected, a prickling sensation runs through my body at the thought. A wave of anxiety slowly seeping in.

I had expected more ogling towards our men, though all I continued to see were squinted eyes and furrowing brows. It seems my first assumption was wrong, I could only guess how many of my assumptions are to be true. Only time could tell I suppose.

I blended into our crowd of men, not wanting to be seen yet. I had been in Black Rain for many years, yet everyone assumed I wasn't a warrior. Most thought I was a maid, or a pack caretaker as Alpha Featherstone once said; though i suppose that was better than being known as a "stress reliever". Alpha Aron of the Exodus pack claimed that a woman is worth nothing more than whats between her legs.

My alpha wasn't too happy about that one.

All of their assumptions stemmed from the fact that a woman was too weak to hold her own in a pack specifically designed for warriors. It was only fifty years ago that women were allowed to fight. The Power Pack made that ruling after much protest, after that, it was up to the packs whether or not to make those changes. Some packs today still do not allow women to train, some allow women from a young age to train, it was all left to the packs Alpha to decide. 

Either way, men sucked.

A female wolf approached us, head down, nodding at us to follow her. I felt my skin crawl as I witness this petite girl shy away from us, her arms thin, it takes me back to another life. I shake the thought away and follow the girl into the building and up the stairs. She spoke softly as she explained where we would sleep, then where the rest would stay. Alpha Samuel, Joshua, and I followed the girl to the fourth floor.

Joshua is our Gamma, and I am the Beta. We are both the toughest fighters in our pack, aside from Alpha Samuel and Francis, a wolf who left us before our travel to Mountain Ash. Joshua and I had both fought hard when it came to choosing Beta, my teeth had clamped down onto his arm, taking a chunk of his flesh. The warriors were all amazed by my animalistic fighting when in human form. That's what won me the title.

Alpha Samuel's room sat across the hall from mine, while Joshua's room sat to my right. The omega had told us that Alpha Rush's room was two doors down, on Alpha Samuel's side. My lip quirked up at hearing this information, I was interested in seeing how the two Alpha's would coexist. For most packs, we spend a day or two to help plan or fight against rogues. We leave them with instructions and how to keep safe and limit any reappearance, but our stay here was permenant. We would have to stay here until we learn about this war the council mentioned. our job was to gather intel, make the plan, and execute. 

I found my luggage waiting inside for me as I entered my new room. Unlike other packs, this room held obsidian floors. The widows were large, the closet and adjoining bathroom were both on the smaller side. But the bed was large, the sheets matched the black of the floors, but somehow everything in this room felt...comfortable. It was sensation I hadn't felt in years. 

Dinner soon came and Alpha Rush was nowhere to be seen. His father, the old alpha, said he was in the middle of something. I scoffed at that, bringing unwanted attention to myself. Whispers spread around the table about a girl being a part of the Black Rain pack. Many questioned how much truth was in the stories passed around the werewolf community.