The Girl Who Cried Wolf

Capter 2: Part One

Hey lovelies! Once again no italics :( Any who I think I might do Rivers POV in this chapter so tell me what you think. I'm not a guy but I'll do my best! Btw: River is the royal alpha, alpha king, whatever soooo he's sort of heartless.... But not always. Heheheh. They either meet in this chapter or the next one. Not sure yet. I just write what I feel I don't really plan out anything. Anyways I don't like authors notes very much it kinda ruins the mood the chapter ended in so I will do as little as possible. Now for the chapter! Enjoy!

-Jamison

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Ugh! Walking is a bitch. Wow I never knew walking and I had so much in common. I left at noon yesterday and it's now sunrise. I would normally appreciate the beautiful orange, yellow, red, and violet rays dancing across the sky in harmony with each other if I wasn't so damn tired. So right now, I could care less. I ran for a few hours but now I'm walking aimlessly through the woods. I think I'm almost there but then again what do I know. Well as Dory says,

Just keep swimming.

Just keep swimming

Just keep swimming, swimming.

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RIVERS POV:

Right now I am sucking face with the pack slut and don't get me wrong, I'm enjoying it but she's so damn clingy! She's like leech! I just want to get my mind off being me for now. Everyone is so annoying it's exhausting!

"River, why don't we take this to the bedroom?" Aimee says in a high-pitched voice.

"Nah I'm done, I got what I wanted, now go away." I glare at her as she tries to seductively lick my ear. This bitch is really getting on my nerves! "Get off slut!" I roar causing her to flinch. Good. I storm away leaving a whining Aimee behind. I have work to do. After killing off that pack yesterday, I have been too tired for anything. However now it's time to work.

It's not easy being a badass and running the pack. I hate nice people. I never EVER show mercy on anyone. I've never gone soft and I don't intend to soon. I am not only heartless but mateless as well. I'm not complaining though, I don't want a mate. I don't want the responsibility. I don't want a stupid girl clinging to my side. I'm glad I don't have one. Aimee is not my mate just a little play toy. I don't do relationships. And I'm not going to start anytime soon.

My name is River Chatman and I'm 19 years old. I have a 4 year old brother and a 6 year old sister. Their names are Jack and Lily. My mom passed away when I was 12 and my dad is never around. Ever since he lost my mom he has been reckless and cold. He is selfish and that's what got him where he is now. He's greedy and useless. He left leaving me to run the entire pack. My hair is dark brown and I have piercing blue- almost black eyes. Some say I am a god and I couldn't agree more I am tan and fit. The only problem is my personality but I don't care what people think. Girls want to be with me and guys want to be me... I personally don't blame them.

As I think about my good looks and also my mate and what the bitch might look like- assuming I even have one, I make my way to the dungeon where the prisoners from last nights raid are being kept. Few survived and even fewer got away but we managed to capture most of the survivors. Most the pack is dead now and I could care less. I kill without hesitation. You cross me or show any disrespect I don't show kindness no matter who you are.

Walking through the entrance I am greeted by Kain, my beta and Talon, my third in command. "Hey man", Kain greets.

"Sup losers", I reply.

"Were losers yet you still hang out with us", Talon shoots back with a grin. My low growl instantly shuts him up. If he wasn't one of my best buddies he'd be dead by now and judging by the smirk on his face, he knows it. That bastard.