CHAPTER ONE
Emily Clayson was awoken from her deeply needed slumber by her mother, Eliza, dumping a large bucket of freezing cold water on her. Emily bolted upwards into a sitting position, a look of complete and utter shock painted on her face. When her eyes connected with her smirking mother's, she shot her an incredulous look.
"Really, Mom?" Emily shouted, anger and annoyance evident in her morning voice. There was definitely no way she was going back to sleep after that, which made Emily even more annoyed than the fact her mother poured a bucket of water on her.
Eliza sent her daughter a smug look, "I've been trying to wake you up for almost an hour. The bucket was the last resort, so you only have yourself to blame for that. Now, hurry. We have a pack meeting to get to within the next thirty minutes." Eliza then turned and left to let Emily get ready.
Emily huffed before reluctantly getting out of bed and heading into the bathroom that was connected to her bedroom. She knew that she had to hurry, so she stripped quickly after turning her shower on. She stepped in and immediately felt her muscles relax. They were tense because she had stayed up late the night before studying for the finals which were beginning next week.
You'd think that being a Werewolf, you wouldn't have to study as hard for high test scores to make it into college and get a job to make money considering all you have to do is shift and hunt down a free meal, but you still have to in Emily's pack. The pack also provides money for clothes to all of its members, so it was kind of pointless to go to college. Most Wolves stay in the pack for their entire lives where their only job is to protect the pack and reproduce so the pack can keep thriving.
After Emily had washed herself and her hair, she hopped out and began to get ready. After she was satisfied with how she looked, she headed downstairs to see breakfast already lying out on the breakfast table, most likely cold by now.
Emily didn't mind the cold waffles, she ate them anyways since she was starving. After she had finished and set her empty plate into the sink, she saw her parents walk down the stairs, her dad's eyes on her mother's butt the entire time, making Emily slightly uncomfortable.
What made her even more uncomfortable, yet a little happy, was seeing her father slap her mother's behind. Her father, George, laughed as Eliza gasped. Then, he spun Eliza around, bringing her in for a kiss. Their kiss didn't last for long because Emily awkwardly cleared her throat, making her parents pull away, revealing both of their red cheeks.
"Uh, you guys ready to go or do you want me to leave you to it?" Emily joked, a small smirk on her lips. She couldn't help but envy her parents' marriage. Not all of the adults in her pack were married. Some people didn't exactly get along with their mates, and Emily prayed to the Moon Goddess that she and her mate were the perfect fit.
Her father spoke up and held back a laugh at getting caught in the act, "Yes, honey, we're ready. Are you?"
"Yeah, let's go." Emily replied as she hurried and walked in front of her parents, afraid that if she stayed and walked behind them that she'd see something she wished that she hadn't.
Within three minutes, they all had walked right next door to where the pack held meetings which reminded Emily of a church, but instead of a podium at the front of all the rows of seats, there was a long table. And behind those tables were three chairs which was where her father, the Beta of the pack, would be sitting beside the Alpha, Jacob, and the Gama, Toby.
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