Call me Alpha

Chapter One

Call Me Alpha (The Rare Wolf Series Book #1)

Ashira's POV

Werewolves do exist. Humans believe it was just a myth. A way to scare the children or to keep the teens from going out at night.

But it is real. Werewolves are real.

I know this because I am one of them. A living proof of the myth.

I'm a She-Wolf.

But humans don't know about us. We live in a world made just for us.

"Ashira!" a cheery, sweet voice took my attention from dozing off.

My friend, Lucianna, came running in my direction. Like me, she wore a thin white satin dress just above the knee. Both of us are wearing wooden sandals.

If you're going to compare the way we were dressed, we might look weird despite the age and year today.

We have no underwear inside the thin white dress. The wood sandals are even made by the elders of the pack.

But this is different from the way we usually dress. We just have to.

A sacred ceremony will be held, and we must dress like so.

It's a pack tradition.

Werewolves like us need to stick together.

We have our pack. My friend Lucy and I belong to the Regal pack under the reign of Alpha David, together with his Beta, Eric.

Eric, the Beta of Regal, was the one who took me in and acted as my guardian.

I was once a Rogue. A lone-wolf. I am still determining who my parents were and whether I ever belonged to another pack or not.

I have no memories of my childhood.

All I remember was walking in the middle of the forest and being found by Eric.

Eric's mate, Ophelia, accepted me as their orphan child. They also have a son named Cruz; he was a couple of years older than me.

I get along well with Eric and his family. Cruz was even overprotective like I was a real sister to him. Overall, I settled into this pack even though I was practically an outsider.

"You looked excited, Luce," I told her when she stopped before me. We walked sideways towards the line where the other She-Wolf was. They wear the same kind of clothes.

"And you're not? We're talking about the Mapping here! Of course, I'll be hell-bent!"

Mapping is a pack tradition.

This tradition was held annually every last month of the year.

Mapping is a sacred ceremony and one of every pack's most meaningful events.

The continent has the East, West, South, and North. And every one of these regions has a pack of domineering it. I am from the Regal Pack of the North.

It was not just our pack that held the Mapping. Every pack all over the continent does.

We'll be able to know from which pack our mate lives. This was the primary concern of the Mapping, to know which pack the females will be sent to.

Each wolf has their mates. If a wolf is not able to meet its mate, it won't have the chance to produce a pup.

Even if a male or female wolf had sex with every wolf, they would not be able to produce a child unless it was with their mate.

So finding a mate is a must, especially for the pack's Alpha, even for the Beta and third-in-command/Gamma.