Edison Tech High School, Outskirts of Rochester, New York;
Isabelle Cunningham's P.O.V.:
It was nearing the end of an exceptionally cold spring, as I walked to Edison Tech, with my bestie, Lexie. A fine mist had been present earlier, glistening in the hopeful dawn light. Now that the persistent sun was shining, it was disappearing rapidly.
Much to my annoyance, the mist was soon replaced with freezing cold rain. Don't get me wrong---I loved rain---when it wasn't soaking me to the bone, and making me look like a I had a frizz-fro (which, admittedly, I did).
Trying to ignore the constant pounding of the frigid rain against my skin, I let out a quiet hiss of aggravation, as I yanked none-too-gently on my long, golden curls.
"My hair is so frizzy today," I complained of the cold rain to my best friend, Lexi Silver. Chuckling to herself (probably at my misfortune,) she took a moment to compose herself before she responded.
"Who are you kidding? Your hair is perfect, as always. Now what's really bothering you, Isa," she demanded.
"I'm not sure, honestly..." All I knew was that my wolf was feeling tense. I didn't like it.
Later that day...
It was supposed to be just another day at Edison Tech High School. I was a Sophomore, at the time and known as the 'beautiful nerd' or 'Bell' (from Beauty and the Beast. Duh). I also just happened to be the Alpha's only living relation (his niece,) which gave me a nice status boost.
Unbeknownst to me, my Uncle Trent,* who is the Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack, was hosting the three future Alphas from the Jagged Iron Claw Pack. (The Jagged Iron Claw Pack was known for birthing multiple Alphas, specifically triplets.)
I was hiding out in the library (for a change,) researching my history paper on Ancient Egyptian Civilization, when a huge shadow fell over me. The mountain of a shadow was soon joined by two other gigantic shadows.
Furrowing my brow, I doubled my concentration on the textbook that I had previously been reading, determined to finish reading the chapter that I was reading on Egyptian Mythology. That is, until someone grabbed it.
Looking up, I was more than a bit surprised...
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Alpha Chris Gold's P.O.V.:
Alex, Chase and I were in the Blood Moon Pack territory's local high school, to renew our peace-contract between our pack and theirs (the Jagged Iron Claw Pack). We were also hoping that at least one of us would find a mate.
We were all 18, being triplets, and would soon take over the Jagged Iron Claw pack, jointly, as Alphas. To do that, we would need to have at least one of us find a Luna, a female Alpha. The best outcome would be if Alpha Trent's niece ended up being one of our mates, since that would make the deal even better, although that was unlikely.
Just as I was thinking all of this, I smelled the most tantalizing aroma...lilacs and crushed pine needles...yum!
Chris' P.O.V.:
We swiftly turned the corner and ended up in a vast gloomy library. It must have been lunch time, because the librarian wasn't even there! The only one there was a tall girl with long blonde curls who was bent over an ancient looking, rickety wooden table, poring over a musty old tome. Everything about her screamed nerd. Hot nerd, that is---score!
Alex, Chase and I exchanged looks. This must have been the girl that we were smelling. Our wolves were going wild, jumping for joy. It was obvious that she was our mate. Wait---our..?
Alex's P.O.V.:
How was it possible that she was three people's mates? That was unheard of! We had to get to the bottom of this. The only way to do that was to approach her. I swiftly, yet silently strode up to her, looming over her at my imposing height of 6"8, as did my brothers, who soon approached as well.
When she didn't look up fast enough, I slid the dusty dictionary-size book she had been immersed in from her grasp.
"*tsk, tsk*! Reading during lunch---don't you eat," I said, as I eyed her slim figure appreciatively.
"Give that back," the girl cried, outraged. I looked into her ocean-blue eyes and bit back a gasp---they were breath-taking! They were the same exact color as the Mediterranean.
"Maybe he will if you tell us your name," Chase flirted with her.
Before she could even reply someone called out her name. "Isa! Isa! Are you hiding in here from the boys again? I have news for you---then your Uncle wants to see you," came a voice.
"Lexi! You're my savior," Isa cried dramatically. "These giants Neanderthals stole my textbook," she sniffed.
A shorter girl rounded the corner and stopped in her tracks, eyeing us warily. She quickly pulled Isa aside.
"Those are the Alphas from the Jagged Claw pack that your uncle was hoping to set you up with," she murmured quietly.
*My Uncle Trent adopted me when my parents died in a house fire. It was thought to have been started by rouges, when I was three. I had been playing in the yard, and ran to get someone as soon as I smelled smoke, though It was too late. Since Trent's Mate had died without giving him a child, Uncle Trent had raised me as his own Pup.
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