Hophelia woke up to the annoying sound of her alarm clock which she smacked with her hand. Oops ! There's another broken clock added to the already large collection.
She got up then, grumbling, and got ready for her first day of training with her pack. She walked to the bathroom, washed her face and brushed her teeth all the while staring at herself in the mirror.
She ran her hand through her messy brown hair, thinking about all the "Stacey"s she's known throughout her life, with their perfect blond hair and rocking bods ! Why couldn't she be like them ? Instead she was stuck here with her glasses and corrective braces.
"Oh come on Hophelia ! Don't be like that !" She heard a voice calling in her head. Of course Anabelle (her wolf) would think differently ! After all, she was a white wolf, with the rarest fur color and an immeasurable strength and power.
She shook her head and took a long shower, leaving Anabelle to her own motivational talks. Soon afterwards, she went back to her room and put on a pair of black leggings, and a red tank top then fashioned her hair in a quick messy bun.
Finally ready, she ran down the stairs to greet her brother, James, who was like her best friend.
"Good morning bro !"
"Morning sis' !" He said as he ruffled her hair. "I made you pancakes, your favourites !"
Hophelia had lived her whole life alongside humans where her mother resided since she wasn't a werewolf herself and ended up leaving her father. She died in a car accident 2 months ago and her father, the beta of the Blood Moon pack, was claiming custody of her and her brother.
She met him a week ago when they moved in, but hasn't seen him later since he's very busy with his pack duties. Hophelia was hoping to meet him again during the training which kept her quite excited for the day.
She sat down on the kitchen counter and proceeded to devour the mountain of pancakes that her brother had prepared for both of them.
"Hey ! Leave me some you monster !"
"HAHA IT'S ALL MINE BISH !"
"Oh really ? The big bad wolf is not happy to hear that sis....COME HERE !!" He screamed as she wiggled her way out of his grasp and left the house in a hurry with an extra pancake in hand.
On her way to the training grounds, she started smelling a very delicious smell...even more delicious than the pancakes she's had for breakfast. It seemed to come from the large pack house and made her wolf feel some kind of way. It smelled like strawberry and wet pine trees mixed in with vanilla milkshake.
Following the scent, she made it to the large courtyard where many of the people were already gathered for the training.
She spotted her father at a distance, who was talking to the pack's Alpha, Alpha Raymond, but she still couldn't figure out where the heavenly smell was coming from.
Suddenly, a another man appeared from the pack house door, moving towards the Alpha and his Beta in a confident way. He stopped in front of them to discuss some matters and then walked towards the group of the young warriors.
"Alright everyone ! Training will begin shortly... but first we have a new recruit. The beta's daughter : Hophelia !" He said looking around for me in the crowd.
As soon as his eyes met mine, Annabelle took control and I growled loud enough for everyone to hear.
"Mate."
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WerewolfMate rejected yada yada alpha is so cold cuz his family died or smth...idk yada yada -------- I tried writing the most obnoxiously cliché Werewolf story possible. Started out as a meme with my friends but I thought other people might find it fun to...