LAUREN'S POV
"Ahhhh, Chase I don't want to go, Alpha Chance is trash. He's nasty, grimy, slimy, and pretty much any nasty name you can come up with." "I know, but, think about it, we gain an alliance." Chase, my beta said. "Why are you always right," I said with a grin widening on my face. "Well, that is why I'm beta." He says smiling. "Well, let's go Chase get in, oh, and Zeke, you are in charge if I hear about any antics and I mean anything that's the end of the line, got it?" I ask. Zeke is loving and tends to joke, but come to a serious subject and he will have a poker face. That's why he's Gamma or third in command. "Of course Alpha, I will protect the pack with my life," Zeke says. "Good," I say, and with that, we leave and head to the Dripping Fang pack. "And turn left here," Chase says. "Ok," I said. I turn and we pull into the driveway of a pretty decent sized packhouse. I stop the car and get out, so does Chase. We start to walk to a door, and right before I open it a maid comes to open it. She leads me to a large room, the meeting room, all packs have one. I start sniffing the air, there's this scent, like wood and grass, mixed together into a perfect combination. The doors open and I walk in with Chase behind me, I see Alpha Chance watching me as I walk in. The scent is getting stronger- I think before Alpha Chance pulls me out of my day-dream."Hello, welcome to the packhouse." I look around and sniff the air, I see a boy over in the corner. Probably about 19, he looks malnourished. I walk closer to the boy and the smell gets stronger. He won't lookup. "MINE!" He scooches back into the corner trying to get further away from me, but there is no room left to scooch back into. I take the time to study him while everyone is quiet. He has dark brown hair that almost passes as black. He has a white button-up shirt that seems much too big on him, khaki shorts that are literally hanging off of his hips. He looks up for a split second and we lock eyes, he has dark blue eyes with specks of darker blue in them and a pale seafoam color surrounding his irises
Lauren's eye color
Aidan's eye color
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