Anya Smith - POV
I am 19 years now. I have grown out of my need for a friend, boyfriend, partner or any kind of close relationship. The reason? A year ago, I felt such an intense pain, such heartbreak; a feeling I never hope to ever feel in this life ever again. I was sad and depressed for a while and I could not understand why. I soon got over it because whatever I was feeling was not me. I had no reason to feel this way and it will only get me killed that much sooner,
I've learned of incredible things such as werewolves, vampires, faeries, witches, hunters and other supernatural beings. Charles even confessed that he thought that I may be one. Of course I wasn't. It scared the shit out of me when I met a shifter for the first time, I had not believed any of the bullshit they were trying to feed me, and the hot tempered cat just shifted in front of me. She was a beautiful white tiger. I had to admit after getting over the scare, I was a bit jealous, I wanted to be able to do some crazy, cool shit like that. All I was able to do was pretend and act, whether it was to act as royalty to badass to nerd to homeless, I was the go-to girl.
I had met some weird guy who gave tattoos and insisted that "the Moon Goddess" said he should give me one, he said it was especially for me. Well guess what? Now I'm a freaking weirdo! I've got this voice in my head that always have some smart aleck shit to say. The bitch even gave herself a name, Safyra - pretty I know- I tune her out most of the time because a loony assassin just doesn't work. I tried to find that weird tattoo guy but the SOB just freaking disappeared and that is of real concern to me. I can find almost anyone if I want to but this guy is really great at hiding his tracks. The best I 've seen in a while.
I am now being sent to integrate into the supernatural world. I was being sent to of some god forsaken land in the middle of nowhere to a "pack" call the Red Moon Pack. Apparently, there have been a lot of attacks by other wolves that are called Rogues or Outcasts on this particular pack lately. I need to get info on the reason for these attacks. Hellooo!!? They are animals what else would you expect? A happy family holding hands singing Koombaya? Please. Just a waste of my time and skills if you ask me, but at the same time I can't wait to fight those Rogue things! It was not easy getting into this pack thing cause I just can't act like I'm a wolf.
A werewolf, who has been training with us, from the Red Moon Pack pack is claiming me as his "second chance" mate. I thought I'd have to use my British accent being his mate and all but no, that is not what being his mate meant. It means I have to pretend that I am totally in love with this guy. Well bully for him cause it's whole new experience for me, yes I was never used as an Escort after the first incident (Safyra tried to kill him)
We pull up to the Alpha's house, that's the top dog by BTW, ( I giggled and rolled my eyes inwardly at myself) there is about fifteen people waiting to greet us 10 guys (all huge like on steroids or something) and five girls (all beautiful). My "mate" Logan whose is the Delta or third in command took my hand a led me towards the group. I have never, and I mean NEVER, been this nervous before. I mean it was just another assignment and I'll get to kick some rogue ass, hopefully, but these "people" made me nervous. I gave a shy smile as I was introduced to the Alpha, Tyler, who just got back from some trip, his beta's family, the alpha's family and some other key people. The delta, Logan, was born and raised in this pack but has been away (since he lost his true mate) for almost 2 years training other packs and training himself (at the institution).
The gasps I heard when everyone saw me was not helping my nerves. Man, they just stared and stared. I knew I should have kept my wig on. I know my hair was an unusual color but they were more unnatural than me, in fact they were super natural.
I nervously clear my throat and said hi to everyone. The Alpha looked a me strangely for a minute before he asked if I knew anyone named Anna. I thought about it for a second, it was after all not such an unusual name so I answered maybe but I'm not sure. "Why?" I asked him. "It's just you could be her twin, except for the hair and eyes, you two are exactly alike" "Oh" was all I could think of saying.Of course I didn't believe him, I mean I had no twin and what are the chances of a doppelgänger? "Is she part of this pack? I'd love to meet her." I commented when no one else said anything. "No, she should be back in 1-2 months, but she is only here for warrior training." I simply smiled and nodded. Logan then asked about our room so we could rest and freshen up. Logan and I will be sharing a room since we're "mates" which is really going to be hell.
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