I was used to being alone. Walking home from work was the one thing I looked forward to everyday. Breathing in the fresh air of fresh rain was like breathing in new life, exhaling all of the stress that life has to offer. To bad that today is not the day I get to breath in my new life and pretend to be a better person.
Instead I get to stay late at the salon I work at to show our new stylist how we run our business smoothly. where we keep our supplies, and our rules to customer satisfaction. Just what I needed before our big day tomorow.
Tomorow our pack house is having a welcoming party for our new beta and his family. Our old beta was kicked out of the pack a few months ago for helping rogues apparently attack one of our sister packs. That is all the details i know because I don't like partaking in gossip if it makes me have to pretend to be a prissy girl and act above other people.
I just want to be ready for tomorow. All the girls will be wanting to get their roots touched up, to act as if they were a true blonde and didn't have muddy colored hair underneath. Thier makeup and nails done. Now don't get me wrong I know I sound like this is the worst job someone like me could be in, but I love doing hair.
I have wanted to be a hairstylist since I was a young girl. I remember walking into the salon with my mother and just loving the smell and the feel of having my hair done. Little did I know that doing hair for a younger clientele would be my karma in this pack.My older clientele is more up my alley. They are easier to talk to more understanding and reasonable. It's so much easier to talk to someone and have a normal conversation when they're not chomping on their gum like there going to win a prize for the most annoying chewer.
I let out a deep sigh as I start to get out all of my orders for tomorow and get my supplies set up. It will be a busy day tomorow but on the bright side it will go fast being on my feet all day.I woke up to my alarm clock blaring on the floor the bright sun dancing on my walls. A beautiful sight to wake up, that's how I know it will be a good day.
I quickly get ready and head out the door so I can take my morning walk to work. Passing by my favorite coffee shop The roast i skip up to the bar and sit down." Your 3 minuets late i thought you forgot about me today" miss Leah my favorite batista said to me. She has been making my coffee and breakfast every morning since i moved to this pack location. She was the only friend I had in this town and she was more like an aunt to me than a friend, but she was the only person I allowed in.
" i know i know" I groaned
"I got distracted on my way here, I'm going to have such a busy day today"She gave my a sympathy look handing me my coffee and chocolate chip muffin with a knowing look of what I will face today.
" oh I know it's not everyday we get a new beta" she informed me
" plus I hear he is good looking and unmated " she winked at me. Knowing exactly how I would react and getting a kick out of it.
"Uh right I don't even think so. I am not intrested in a mata, and im especially not intrested if he is going to act anything like some of the other people in this pack" I said knowing she would understand what I mean by that. Especially with the clientele I was going to be receiving today with our new betas arrival.
" well you won't know until you meet him. Maybe you'll be lucky and die alone without ever giving me children to spoil or bring ungodly amounts of sugar to. Just like you want."
I rolled my eyes at her. This was almost a daily conversation for us. I would show up to pick up my coffee and she would make a comment about how I need to be more pleasant so I wouldn't end up alone.
" im just saying it wouldn't hurt to smile." She commented as I was walking out the door to start my busy day
I gave her my best smile as I walked out hoping that would suffice enough to at least make her quiet about it for a couple days.
It's not that I didn't want a mate I did. I just don't see anyone in this pack being able to provide enough stability for me. Being able to put thier childish behavior aside for a minuet.All the men in this pack were just rude ,arrogant and sexual. The acted like a bunch of teens who just had sex for the first time and couldn't get enough of it.
My first day here 5 years ago and I had my butt slapped more times than i can count and more raunchy breaths in my face than I can care to admit. Miss Leah was the one who saved me from all of that by coming up and smacking them with a towel telling them she would skin them alive if she ever caught them acting like that again to a guest.
Thats when I knew me and her would be really close. All the other girls in this pack act just like the men. The boobs pushed up, eyebrows way overdrawn, redder than blood lipstick. It was pathetic its just sad.
I thought about moving packs again but this was the most beautiful pack I have ever seen. After my adoptive parents passed away when I was 18 my old alpha told me I could move on whenever I wanted. He knew how hard my life was there.
Not just because I was an orphan and that my biological parents died from a couple of rogues. But because people never treated me like a werewolf because iv never transformed.
I have the ability to heal faster than other, I can hear and run as fast as a werewolf I just can't shift. Iv never been able to. I quit trying to figure out why after I left my pack. There was no use it was time to move on. Maybe that's why I havnt found my mate yet.... am I even capable of having a mate if I can't shift?
I quickly shook the thoughts from my head as I walked into work. Okay its time work get serious today is a big day I pep talked to my self. I took a deep breath
" well here goes nothing" I said as I opened the doors to what will be my busiest day and the death of me.
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The Beta's Mate
WerewolfMae Lions was 25 years old, always used to being alone and never letting anyone in. It was so much easier to worry about yourself and not letting anyone down. So what is Mae suppose to do when Xavier the Beta of Waning moon pack discovers she is his...