Pack Queen ( under editing)

Chapter 1: RIGHT OF PASSAGE

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Mason's alarm clock sang , he slowly opened his eyes realizing it was day, he'd spent the past 24 hours with his friends partying it up in celebration of his 16th. The 16th was important to a young wolf, it was the age that most werewolves turned , and he had about two weeks until his , which ment preparation for the pack ceremony .

He was to steer clear of meat for two weeks as per tradition of most packs, for some people it's more depending on how far your birth was from the next full moon , his family in particular where a special breed of wolf and old and extinct kind known as Dire's the Dire clan known now as McCann clan was the last holder of Dire blood. all the wolves living in the town answered to his family both born and bitten. His father Liam McCann sat at the top of the werewolf hierarchy and the human heirachy as Mayor of the city.

Mason knew he had big shoes to fill , wether it was taking over the family business or taking over as alpha king his future was set in stone, but for now all he wanted was 10 more minutes of sleep.

" Mason get your  butt up ". His father yelled

" dad come on , my head hurts". He complained as he put the sheets over his head to cover his face from the sunlight

" your birthday was yesterday , school however is today, your not missing school over a hangover not after I had to carry your drunk behind up the stairs". He lectured

At this point Mason knew it was futile to stay laying down, he wasn't going to get the 10 minutes he so desperately wanted, his father wasn't going to let up until he got up and started getting ready for school. He shot up and flung the covers off his body, as he heard his father cease his lecture.

" good now hurry up your moms got breakfast cooking", his father informed before disappearing down stairs

Mason angrily stomped his way to the bathroom, he was agitated and his head was pounding, he turned the knob in the bathtub and set the water to warm before sliding off his boxers and stepping in. The warm water soothed his nerves as it hit his skin.

The drama surrounding Mason, currently was a bit much for him between carrying the team on his back and his recent split with his best friend, last night was a temporary escape , all those problems seemed to find him in the morning. the wolf social class seemed to be fighting within itself.

apparently in the neighboring state , a group of beta's bittens at that , had staged a coup and killed their alpha king and his family in the process slaughtering a few royal borns. His dad and everyone in the pack seemed on edge about the matter.

we knew that their were bittens that resented borns and hated the Royals. but being a wolf was about a sense of community, to slaughter a alpha was an act of treason, just the thought crossing your mind was enough to have you hung. In the state of North Carolina there was atleast 800 accounted for wolves the number growing every day as more are  bitten  and others born , the McCann clan are  500 pack members strong of course their  were sub packs  to help guide such a large number with their own alphas , which were various members of the McCann family , but they all answered to one man and that man was Mason's father Liam McCann

Liam wasn't the only Alpha king, their were 12 in total In the country as a whole , usually when the pack Kings wanted to meet they flew off to
" business trips" to hold meetings, Mace's dad had a flight scheduled for tonight, no doubt this emergency Kings meeting had everything to due with the slaying of the 12th Alpha king and the uprising in the beta/bitten community,

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Mason made his way down stairs as the thick succulent familiar aroma of bacon seduced him, his mom made the best applewood smoke bacon this side of the Carolinas, the best bacon that he currently couldn't have.