The Alpha's Mate

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The picture on the side is of Daniella.

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*Chapter 1*

My name is Danniella. I'm an 18 year old girl, and I just finished high school. Instead of deciding on further education I went on a trip around the country to explore and see more of the beautiful world we all live in. Little did I know that my trip would be cut short by a handsome, dark haired, blue eyed man.

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I woke up with an intense headache in the middle of the night, which was the reason for my lack of sleep. Four weeks ago I had left my home in New York to travel around the States with my old old black pick-up-truck. I didn't have destination -yet. Maybe someday I will, but as for now this was only a journey.

I took a look in the hotel mirror, my dark brown, almost black, wavy hair flowed down my back and I was wearing a dark grey skirt with white and grey skulls on it, a blue jean-top, black see-through tights, and a black infinity scarf. The first thing on my agenda today was to get a phone, seeing as I didn't have one, because my parents never allowed me to; they thought it was pointless to use money on something that I didn't need.

I grabbed my bag and all of my belongings and left the hotelroom and jumped into my car, ready to find a shopping center

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Right now I was sitting in a café somewhere in no-mans-land fiddling with my phone trying to understand the damn thing. I had bought an LG G3, and the thing was freaking huge! Okay, so it wasn't that huge, but still, it was kinda big. It was black and really thin while the screen was huge and of course, it was touch. I had asked the woman behind the counter for the wifi and she had happily agreed. Now my phone had about three apps; Subway Surfers, Spotify, and Wattpad. Those were listed under recommended when I entered app store, and were the only ones who looked interesting.

I searched through my shoulder-bag to find my wallet and came across a picture of my family. We were standing outside of our house, my dad and my two older brothers were standing on the highest step, while me my mom and my sister were standing two steps below them. My fathers hands were on my mothers shoulders and his expression was grim. My mother was smiling but you could easily see that it was forced, the same were my sister's. She was standing in the middle with our brother behind her. And on the right you had me, in a red dress with our oldest brother, Dean behind me. I was laughing when they took this picture, Dean was tickling me.

He was the only one who was nice of them.

Dean would be an amazing Alpha one day, I knew that. He was always kind and happy, always helping others and putting everyone else before himself. My family were werewolves. My parents were mates, they loved eachother more than anything, even more than their own children. They hated my brothers and I, my sister was their favourite. She did everything they told her to, always made them happy.

My father was the alpha of the pack. When Dean, my brother became 18 he was supposed to become the alpha, but my father thought it was 'too risky' because of some bullshit threats that the pack had gotten. He just didn't want to give his title away.

I'm a human though. My parents say I'm adopted, I don't get why they decided to adopt when they never had time for us anyway. I asked my mother if she could give me my adoption papers, but everytime I asked she would always shrugg it off saying that she "don't know where they are." I can't blame her for not knowing though, we have a room in our house where we keep files and records and that room is really messy. My father won't allow anyone but himself to go in there and he says he's 'to old' to clean it himself.

I was pulled out of my thoughts by the overly happy waitress who had taken my order around two hours ago. She beamed at me, taking her notepad in her hand ready to ask me if I wanted to order anything else.

"Can I get you something else?" She asked me.

"Just the check, please"

"Alright. I'll be right back" she told me and turned around walking back to the counter.

I searched through my shoulder bag again and found my wallet. The waitress came back with the check and I payed her, then I left the café.

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Author's note:

Hey Guys! I started a new Story! I really hope you enjoyed this chapter, and I'm really sorry for any spelling mistakes.

Hopefully you decide to continue reading this book, and if you do, thank you for reading it.

Picture is of Daniella.

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