Journey~An Alphas tale.

Chapter 1

Amelia's pov~
  Hello I'm Amelia St. John I'm 17 years old and this is my story.~
   I lay in bed waiting for my alarm to go off, as usual I woke up before it. I accept the alarms failed attempt to wake me and get up to get dressed, my outfit layed aside for me because everything else was packed away readily awaiting to be shipped off to Maine. My black dress hung down to my knees and had sleeves so it gave me a modest look and I slipped on my flats because heels would not be appropriate for a funeral. I braided my hair into a crown and left some strands out, my mother's favorite look on me, and I put on a half Moon necklace that my father gave me on the night of my first change hoping it would give me strength just like he said it would. I leave my room with one last look before I go for good and flash's of a happy girl and her happy family growing together spun through my mind, I don't know that girl anymore it's like she isn't a part of me.
   As I walk outside a car service is waiting to bring me to the graveyard and the driver goes inside to grab my suitcase because I won't be back here. As we pull out of the driveway I look back at my child hood home and longed for things to be the same again but they never will be. The long and silent drive to the graveyard gave me time to think about my new life in Maine and how much this relocation is going to affect my pack. 'My Pack' those words sound foreign in my head and I sigh at the thought of having to be in charge of everyone at my age, usually the next Alpha in line doesn't take over until they are 21 years of age but unfortunately my time has come early.