Legend Of The Grey Wolves

Chapter One

•Chapter One•
•Spring of 1999•
•Carmen•

I had been dreading this day ever since I found out a few years ago. They liked to call this age the mating age. Sweet sixteen is a wonderful birthday for the female. Except if you're a werewolf,  sixteen is when you experience your first heat. The only person that can cure your heat is your mate. If your mate isn't around, then you'll suffer through the heat on your own. Werewolves find their mates on the female's sixteenth birthday, the scent of your heat will draw them to you, so I'm told.

I've dreaded this day for so long, because I could meet my mate, but then again I could not meet him and suffer through the heat. I've heard it's more painfully then the first shift. More importantly I could meet my mate. I didn't even want to think of what would happen if I did meet him. So many things could go wrong, but they could go right as well. But I won't be getting my hopes up. For now, all I know, is that heat hurts like a bitch and I'd do anything to make it stop.

I had talked the Luna into letting me stay home alone. She knew that today was my sixteenth, my heat. She was the only one, and the only one that cared. She promised that everyone would be at a party tonight and that I wouldn't be bothered during my heat. Now I find myself huddled in my sheets with a small burning pain in my abdomen. Its like a hot needle poking me, but the pain increase to a burning pain across my entire abdomen. Until it eventually I feel the burning from head to toe. I grit my teeth and try to keep my whimpering and screams encased. Incase there was anyone in the house, I didn't want them to find me, not like this.

•Carson•

"Come on little brother, loosen up." Chance shoved at my arm, trying to get me to relax.

"Just go away, asshole." I shoved him away.

"Nah little brother, come on. You just turned sixteen like last month, don't you want to party more?" Chance wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

"No." I deadpanned.

"You know what happened to Collin when he turned sixteen. This is your last chance to get laid before you find the one." Chance gave me a knowing look. "Collin can't breath without Dannie's permission. You want the rest of your life to be like that? I don't think he's had sex since his last birthday." Chance was at it again, practically obsessed with mine and Collin's sex life. It's unhealthy. He should just worry about his own and get his nose out of mine.

"Dude, maybe I want a mate, and maybe I want to settle down and only sleep with her once a year. Maybe I'm fine with it." I shrugged.

"Seriously, you're sixteen. I'm eighteen and I don't even want a mate." Chance joked, chugging the rest of his beer.

"I feel so bad for your mate." I joked back.

"Why, you think I'd play her, cause I won't. I already love her and haven't met her." A serious look over came his face. He's always been sensitive about the mate subject, probably because its been two years and he still hasn't met his.

"Chance, I was joking. I know you won't play her. But dude, I'm not up for partying tonight. I just feel off. Maybe we can party tomorrow, but I'm going home and eating some stale pizza." I set my beer down.

"All right little brother, but save me some stale pizza."

"I will." I nodded at him and exited the house that was pulsing with music that it was making my ears bleed.

I walked the short way to the pack house down the dirt road. I felt this odd tug pulling at me. For some reason I couldn't wait to get home. I don't know why, the only person home would be Carmen. My heart rate picked up just from thinking about her. I could practically see her beautiful face, her grey eyes and that long dark hair. She's so beautiful, sometimes it makes my chest ache. I started thinking about her like this a month ago, when I turned sixteen. I could always find a smile on my face when I saw her or heard her voice. She's so beautiful, I just wish I could talk to her, but my brothers would kill me, I'd be a reject at school. I still don't know why people hate Carmen, it can't just be because she's a rouge.