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Chapter One

Chapter One - Starting Easy

Ventura, California, USA

KARA

I sat on the bleachers eating my lunch while listening to music on my air pods and reading a book. A guy stopped in front of the metal seats.

"K! What're you doing all alone here?!"

My high school best friend, Kylendaer Wyn, but I call him Kyle or Ky.

"Hey, Ky."

He jumped onto the bleachers, joining me. I took out the air pods and put my book away.

"Why're you here all alone? Where's Jessica?"

Jessica Edwards. The "best friend". We spent our childhood together, but once we got to high school, Jessica pretended like she didn't even know me.

"She's with her friends."

"Then, I'm staying here with you," Kyle said, getting comfortable and eating one of the biscuits off my lunch.

"No, you shouldn't. I'm okay," I gave him a reassuring smile that Kyle easily saw through.

"Come on, we spent high school together. I know your trickeries to push me away, Kara," he moved closer.

Did I mention that my name is Kara Manfred? My family was famous for art back in my country Australia and the whole world. Was. As in 18 years ago. When I was born, tragedy struck my family. My mother passed away giving birth to me, my father was assassinated the next day, and my brother died in a car accident six years after. Jessica's family took me in until I was 13, then Kyle's took me in and I started to earn money myself. Even though Kyle has asked me to stop and focus on my studies, I refused. His family gave me monthly allowance but I saved it up for college.

"K, come here," Kyle opened his arms.

I put my lunch on the side and wrapped my arms around him. He held me gently and kissed my forehead.

Kyle has been sort of an elder brother to me. Being in the same year, same class, same homeroom, we clicked.

"Don't forget that I'm always here, alright?" he said to me.

"Of course."

***

After school, I got in Kyle's turquoise Jeep Wrangler Sahara and we went back to his house. On the way, I looked out the window. I never had a serious relationship. Well, I am only 17, turning 18 in a month. Kyle vowed to treat me to a birthday dinner, which I wanted to refuse but I knew he would annoy me until I said yes, true friend right there. Back to the boyfriend part, everyone around me started dating, except us. I tried to ignore, but when people are making out in public, it's a tad bit hard to.

"Kara!"

I broke out of my trance.

"Huh?"

"We're here, K," he placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Oh, okay."

We got out of the jeep and went into the big house.

"Mom! We're home!" Kyle called out.

"Oh, Kyle and Kara! You're home!"

The elder woman, Kyle's mom, Mrs. Wyn came and gave us both a hug.

"Dinner's almost ready, why don't you go clean yourselves up and come down to the dining room?"

"Of course, mom."

We went up to our room.

We've always shared a room ever since I moved in here. To us, it deepens our bond. I washed myself off and wore a simple short-sleeved hoodie and a pair of sweatpants.

Kyle wore a tank top with knee-length shorts.

"Ky, let's go! I'm hungry!"

"Hold on just a minute, I'm almost done."

"What're you doing in there?" I asked while walking into the bathroom to check on him.

Apparently, he was fixing his hair, the entire time.

"How do you fix your hair longer than me?"

"I want it perfect, K."

He moved a loose strand back and put down the comb.

"How do I look?"

"Great, Ky."

"'Kay," he kissed my cheek before leaving the room with me.

"I hate you, you know that right?" I told him.

"Aw, I love you too," Kyle smiled at me, knowing that I meant the complete opposite.

CONNOR

I sat in my office. That office was once my father's. Once I turned 18, the Alpha title was passed down to me. I spun on the swivel chair while my father sat on the opposite side.

"Son, we need to talk," my father, Hank Anderson spoke.

"No, dad, I haven't found my mate yet," I stopped spinning and looked at my father.

"That was one thing, another is that your suspension is up."

"Suspension?" I raised an eyebrow.

"You're going back to school tomorrow."

"What?! Dad, I'm 19!"

"Your principal has already said that it was okay for you to go back, as long as you don't scare students any longer."

"Can I not? I'm already an Alpha, why do I need school?" I was reluctant to go back to that hellhole the elders called 'high school'.

"You're going back to graduate and that's final. Or I'm stripping your title as Alpha," dad knew that I would do anything to keep my title.

"Fine. I'll go," I grumbled.

"Good. Go get your brothers and come down for dinner, okay Connor?"

"Yeah, sure."

My name is Connor Anderson, Alpha of the White Moon Pack. I got suspended for 'scaring students', but in my defense, those girls were throwing themselves at me and scaring them was the only way to get them to stop. I didn't do much really, I just let Max out, causing my eyes to change color. Max is my guardian wolf and un dolore nel culo. But back to the topic at hand, I have a younger twin and two younger brothers. Once a werewolf, which is what we are, turn 16, we start to find our mate. I and my twin Collin has yet to find one, and the two younger ones, Conan and Colton, are just 15 and 14.

I mind linked the three.

Where the fuck are you guys?

I was a little annoyed.

In the backyard.

My twin responded.

Well get your asses to the dining room. Non ho intenzione di cercarti.

Cosa certa.

I sighed before leaving the office and walked down to the dining room.

Translation, you're welcome.
Un dolore nel culo - A pain in the ass
Non ho intenzione di cercarti - I'm not going to search for you
Cosa certa - Sure thing
Disclaimer: My good friend Google Translate helped me in these, so if anyone who is or knows Italian thinks that the translations are off, please do correct me.

I know, nothing happened in the first chapter. The next is gonna be slightly less boring, I promise. Thank you for choosing to read NOBT Please leave a vote and comment! It means a lot to me.

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-Phantom