The Pure Wolves {The Pure Series} [Book One] Starting to RE-EDIT

Chapter One

*Re-Edited*

Yvonne's P.O.V.

My alarm went off, and I groaned sleepily. I shut it off with a smash, and I went straight to the shower.

Ten minutes later, I was fully clothed. I wore a blue v-neck, faded black skinny jeans, and black boots with heels. I put on light makeup, massacre, and dark red lipstick. As usual I put on my gold dangling earrings, a gold locket, and my charm bracelet. Then I put my long silky black hair down, which ended at my butt. I haven't cut my hair off since I was eleven, which I was proud of.

I went down stairs to see my dad multitasking, sipping his coffee, and typing something on his personal laptop on the long dining table. I see my Beta, Donny in the kitchen with my Gamma, Ryan doing who knows what. And I notice Marisa and Ashley on the couch in the living room, giggling. I smirk knowing that it was going to be fun to mess with them, and quietly sneak up on them.

Their backs to me, not realizing I'm there, i've been known to sneak up on the most alert werewolves, and it shows when they continue to giggle. "Boo!" I yelled out in a roar. They screamed like scaredy cats, and hug each other for dear life, collapsing onto the floor as they do so. Seeing them frozen in shock I laugh so hard that there were tears in my eyes. They glare at me, and trying to look serious i cover my mouth, but I end up laughing even harder.

They looked at each other, and their eyes fogged over. Their mouths go slack, and their hold on each other loosens.

Probably, mind linking each other.

After a minute, they grinned evilly at me. Instantly I feel sweat trickle down my neck, the tension in the air is suffocating, I gulp knowing what's next, and was about to run, when they tackled me in unison. I fell to the floor, both on top of me, unable to get away as they tickled me to death. Trying and trying again, yet in the end I failed to get away.

When we calmed down, Marisa crossed her arms, pouting, and told me in a pout, "Yvonne! That was mean, you scared me, I thought you were a rogue, or something!" I smirked. Marisa is sixteen, but a month older then me. She has dark blonde hair, chocolate eyes, she's 5'6, and mostly skinny. She's wearing a white hoodie, leather jeans, and leather heels.

Ashley copied Marisa's movement, and nodded at her in agreement. "Yeah, that wasn't nice." She says, glaring at me playfully. Ashley had long reddish blonde hair that fell to her hips, dark green eyes, 5'8, and freckles splattered over her face. She was a year younger than us, but we didn't care about that. She's wearing a green dress that ended at her thighs, black tights, and baby blue ballerina shoes.

I smiled, and replied shrugging, "Hey, at least you got me back." With that I walk back to the dining room. Donny hands us each a plate filled with food, and sat at the table.

Donny has curly brown hair, blue-silver eyes, 6'2, and has a strong build. He's only seventeen. He's wearing a Laker t-shirt, shorts, and sneakers.

Ryan sat next to his sister, Ashley. He has the same reddish blonde hair, but has lighter green eyes, 6'3, and he's lean. He's wearing a jacket, long pants, and blue nikes. He's sixteen, like me.

My dad begins to eat his food with his coffee. Dad has red hair, blue eyes, he's 6'7, and has wrinkles on his forehead. He's in his late forties. As usual he's wearing a fancy suit, and brown shoes.

Ten minutes later everyone's finished with breakfast, and gets ready for school. Donny kissed Marisa's forehead before heading to their room. She blushes, and I roll my eyes. Mates. "Bye, you guys. See y'all at school." I say, before slinging my backpack over my shoulder, and walking out the door.