I hate clubs. Well, I don't hate them, there're just not my scene, kinda. Yet I'm at a club. My friends Courtney, Alex, CeCe, Alana, and my twin Rose practically dragged me here to celebrate my 18th birthday.
Since we're werewolves, I'm supposed to find my mate tonight.
I find myself grinding with this guy I don't even know. The song is TiK ToK by Ke$ha and I swear this guy is groping me to the beat.
Next thing I knew, the guy was pulled off of me. I knew it was serious, because when it happened everyone and everything stopped.
I can't believe the guy who did it. I mean, come on I was having fun. Well, not a lot of it but at least I was getting loose. I'm now 18 for Pete's sake!
I turned around to give whoever did that a piece of my mind. I didn't expect the guy to be the Alpha of the Midnight Blood Pack, Valentino Frazier.
He looked at me, then pulled me against his chest and inhaled deeply into my hair. I could feel sparks when he touched me. Sparks that I couldn't explain. There was one possibility. "Mine," he growls lowly into my ear.
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Victoria Allen is the daughter of the Beta of the Starlight Path Pack. She's turning 18. Since she is the eldest of all of her siblings, she is completely ready to get the title of Starlight Path's Beta. Being the Beta has been her dream ever since she learned her dad was the Beta. All of her dreams are ruined, when a neighboring Alpha visits on her birthday to sign a treaty. Turns out the Alpha is her mate and she has to move back with him. Good part? One of her best friends is mates with the Beta of the Midnight Blood Pack. Being mates with the Alpha means more possessiveness, more security, the whole shebang! Even if Victoria's totally crazy and has a weird obsession with gummy bears, she can never escape. But when an old foe of the Starlight Path's comes back with a thirst for revenge, no one is safe, even with extra security. And it turns out Mr. Evil Alpha isn't so evil...
My name, is May Stone. I'm the only daughter of Jason and Emma Watson Stone, the Beta family of White Fang pack. The one and only pack that belongs to the King of alphas, Jackson Parks my mate and father to my three sons. The Alpha 3 they liked to call themselves. After their dad's gang. It's safe to say their following in their father's footsteps. We were once a small pack. The one that everyone forgets about or rather, not acknolage at least. We never attended the Alpha games or any other form of interactions with other packs. We kept to ourselfs, we flourished in our own pack, we found our mates in our own pack. We did everything in our own pack basically.But the story I'm about to tell you is far from any other kind of story you've ever heard or read in books. It all began with a normal typical winters night when i finished my school homework and went to my suite to run myself a hot, relaxing bath, just before the storm hits by midnight. With mom and dad already asleep. I put on some soft elegant music and got into the steamy bath with a glass of merlot wine. After half an hour or so I decided to make my way to bed as sleep was now overtaking my exhausted body. When I got to my bedside I got the most weird feeling that someone was watching me, I went to the window to see if I could spot anything out of the ordinary, but nothing came to view. I shrugged it off and went to bed and as my head hit the pillow I fell into a deeps leep. I didn't think I was this tired.As predicted by the weather service on the television channel, the storm raged by midnight on the dot. Or so we thought.While I was in a deep sleep, we were attacked by the rogues that had surrounded us for over a decade, never attacking, until now. The attack was well planned, they had someone from the inside helping them overtake our small, versatile pack. I couldn't wake from my slumber for I was drugged by my delicacy wine and by whom? What else I could tell you is that I found my mate, before 18!..