The Alpha's Daughter

I was 5 when I first met her. Olivia Night, the alphas only child. She had me at a standstill. Her brown hair tinged a slight red in the sunlight, as her warm brown eyes held a mischievous glint. I fell in love instantly. Not only was she my first love but she was also my best friend. Our sweet days were usually spent playing in the sand pit, that smelt like cat piss, and fighting with sticks as she pretended to be Peter pan and I, captain hook. They were the best years of my life, until she left. I was 7. There was no letter, no goodbye - nothing. Wherever she went, she took a piece of me with her. A piece that I don't think I will ever get back.

Here I am 10 years later, starting senior year at North Field high, a school for wolves. I'm an omega the runt of the pack and the scapegoat to the higher wolves. I am Dylan Hugh and this is how I fell in love with the alphas daughter.

Not your typical werewolf story. Let's see a girl kick ass for once.