Kenton
I sit back and watch her from a distance as she stays by the creek, likely trying to work through this new revelation.
I want to be there, desperately, to help her figure all of this out. But, she clearly needs to do this on her own.'I don't like this,' my wolf grumbles, wanting more than anything to go to our mate, to help her—to be close to her now that we've found her. He's desperate to be with her.How had she been right in front of my face this whole time and I not have any idea? I question, She's gone to the same school as me for the last six months, and not once did I get any indication that she was mine. Did she just recently turn eighteen?'I don't like it either, but from her reaction, she didn't know that she had been anything other than human. She needs time,' I tell him, hoping to placate him.'She's beautiful,' he says, admiring his mate. I'm surprised that she's a white wolf—they're incredibly rare—basically unheard of. Not to mention, typically our wolf's coat reflects our hair and has our same eye color. Unless they're a rogue, then their eyes are red.Like me, my wolf has black fur and green eyes, but Amaris's wolf's white coat isn't the only thing that differs from her human side. While Amaris herself has black hair and dark brown eyes, her wolf has a white coat of fur and bright lilac-colored eyes.I've never seen such a beautiful creature in all of my eighteen years.I have heard of a pack of wolves who have white coats, but I always thought it was a legend—one not even of this realm.It is said that the pack of white wolves have magical powers—able to harness the elements: earth, wind, fire, and water—but only a single element each.Their pups are always born in pairs—twins. But, Amaris doesn't have any siblings that I know of—her only friend being that one boy that took his life a few days ago.When I heard what happened, I felt sick, wishing that I could have done something more, knowing that I should have stepped in and stopped it. Instead, I went to my father—but he forbade me from stepping in, we do not interfere with human ordeals, he had said.I'd still left an anonymous note describing what I had walked in on in the bathroom, but then I found out later that same day that I'd been too late—he was already gone. And those boys? They were only expelled, and that was only because one of them confessed. But, what kind of justice is that? And since when does rape not warrant jail time?Amaris lays down next to the creek in her wolf form, resting her head on her paws, her ears twitching this way and that, likely listening out for any kind of a threat that could be lurking within the coverage the dense forest supplies.At some point, I must have fallen asleep because when I wake, darkness has descended upon the forest and Amaris's white wolf is no longer at the creek.Fear rushes through me that something may have happened to her, but I would think that I would have been awoken if that had been the case. Following her scent, I make my way back through the thick greenery, heading back towards town.When I break through the tree line, I take in the school's empty parking lot, save for my Range Rover.Releasing a frustrated growl, I realize that I don't know where she lives, and can only hope that she's okay until tomorrow comes and I can seek her out amongst our classmates.'She's fine', I think, trying to reassure myself just as much as I am my wolf, 'We will see her tomorrow.'Amaris When I wake next to the creek, darkness has taken over the forest save for the moon peeking through the treetops. Getting to my feet, I decide that I should probably try to find my way back to town. Although, it will likely prove difficult since I'm not familiar with these woods.'I got you,' the voice in my head says.'How?' I ask, curious.'Give me control and I can scent our way back,' she tells me as I begin walking away from the creek.Not far from where I had lain, hidden by a bush, I stumble across the black wolf who had been chasing me earlier. He'd been watching me.The thought makes me uncomfortable since I hadn't picked up on his presence, but my wolf speaks up, bringing me some comfort.'He means us no harm, and if he had, he would have taken us having been asleep to his advantage.''But how can you be sure?' I ask as I give the wolf a wide berth, walking as quietly as a field mouse, determined to not wake him.'Because he is ours, as I already told you,' she says
Kenton'Everything go okay with the she-wolf?' My best friend and future beta, Asher asks through the mind link as soon as I've dressed and fall into the driver's seat of my car.'Yeah.''That was crazy. I can't believe she almost wolfed out right in the middle of class,' he says, laughing likely at the memory. 'Did you know? I wonder which pack she belongs to.''No, I didn't,' I tell him as I put the car in gear and begin pulling from the lot, heading toward our pack lands. 'And I don't know that she has a pack. I got the impression that she didn't even know that she was a wolf.''What?' He asks, shouting through the link. 'What are you going to do about her?'Sighing, I run my hands through my hair, 'I've got to talk to my dad.''Woah, man,' he says, sounding surprised. 'You're going to the alpha?''I have to,' I tell him as I turn down an all too familiar gravel road.'What? Why?' He asks, 'Why not find out more about her first?''Because...,' I say, hesitating to say the next part
AmarisI stay back in the far recess of my mind, trying to come to grips with being a wolf, while she enjoys running through the forest, loving the feel of the wind whipping through her fur, splashing through the shallow streams of water, and enjoying her freedom.My wolf.I am a wolf.I've always felt out of place like I've never belonged anywhere. But, I always assumed it was due to Axel and I being orphans, not because we were fricking shapeshifters.I figured with my high, prominent cheekbones, nearly black hair, and naturally tanned skin, that I was of Native American descent, belonging to a tribe somewhere.And I guess in a way, I do. A fricking werewolf tribe—pack. They're called packs, not tribes.But do I? That would mean that I have an Alpha, but I don't. If I did, I would have known what I was, right?The sound of howls off in the distance breaks me from my inner monologue—and makes her still, ears perked, assessing if there is a threat nearby.The howls become closer with
KentonI turn to look at Amaris, thrilled and full-on excited as Dad announces our pack. But, the look in her eyes and the frown turning down her full, plump lips causes my stomach to turn and the smile to fall from my face.Why is she so mad? I wonder, dread filling me as she pulls away and takes a step back."Amaris—" I begin, reaching out for her, but she shakes her head as she takes another step away from me, putting even more distance between us."No..." she whispers. Panic, dread, and a dozen other emotions wash across her face before she takes off running. Mid step, she shifts—way too smoothly for a new wolf—and then leaps across the chasm that she created in the earth to keep the rogues at bay."How did she...?" I begin to say as she lands on the other side, then continues running as fast as her wolf's legs will take her."Son?" Dad says, watching her as well."She doesn't want me?" I whisper the words as hurt and anger war inside of me."I'm sorry. Maybe, it was too soon. Too
Kenton'Dad, where are you?' I ask through the link as soon as hockey practice is over.'In a meeting. Is everything okay?''Yeah, please let me know when you're done,' I tell him as I step beneath the spray of water. After my shower, I meet Asher and the others outside of the locker room. We all head to our respective vehicles and begin heading back towards the crowded house.'Dad?' I ask once I've made it into the pack house.'In my office,' he replies immediately. Turning, I make a left and head up the stairs to the second floor, stopping in the doorway of the office, and taking in my dad. My Alpha.His desk is cluttered, covered in stacks of papers and books. I move my attention from the desk to the man seated at it, taking in his appearance. His hair is mussed like he's been running his fingers through the thick locks in frustration or irritation. His face still looks relatively young, but there are circles beneath his eyes, exhaustion marring his features. "Is everything okay?
Amaris I ran and ran, staying in wolf form and putting as much distance between myself and Kenton as possible. My wolf is angry at me, not wanting to be away from her mate at all. And here, I am, wanting to be on a completely different continent than the one that he's currently on.I run for the majority of the night, noting how much sharper my eyesight is now that I have my wolf, compared to how it was before my shift. Before, I was practically night blind. And now, I can see just as well as if it were broad daylight out, I think, peeking through her eyes as we slink through the next town over. The cover of darkness, thankfully, keeps me hidden from any of the townspeople.The neighborhood dogs barking unnerves me, making me afraid that they will cause their owners to come out and see what is causing all the fuss. I make my way through the last part of the town, constantly looking over my shoulder, pausing at every vehicle that creeps down the road, and hoping to get back to the c
AmarisThankfully, instead of shifting, the siblings lead me across the clearing, through another small wooded area, ending with us emerging at the beginning of a road that has several buildings on either side of it."Where are we?" I ask, glancing around the area resembling a small town with people milling about, the laughter of small children playing in the jets of water that keeps spewing from the ground catches my attention, drawing me in their direction.I stop next to one of the buildings and just watch with a sad smile on my face as they play, laugh, and have fun, not having a worry or care in the world, trying to imagine where Axel and I would be, if he would still be here, if we had grown up in a place like this, in a pack."Amaris," the sound of Zach calling my name draws my attention away from the children, and back to him and his siblings. Zach and Zara are wearing matching sympathetic smiles, while Zane just looks annoyed as I make my way back over to them."Sorry…" I mut
Amaris"So, there are how many packs?" I ask, my head beginning to hurt at the amount of information that has been being hurled at me over the last half hour."Within the United States alone, there are almost fifty packs. In the world, there are more than a hundred different packs," Glendon, the Alpha tells me."Are there only wolves and humans that reside on the earth?" I ask, glancing between the four people around me."No," Zach says with a grin. "There are other shifters—bear, feline, dragon.""Dragons?" I ask, stunned."Oh, yes, Dragons," Zach says with a wag of his eyebrows. "You definitely don't want to get on the wrong side of a dragon shifter," he warns."Zach," Zara cuts in before he can say anything more, "let's not scare the girl. She's only just become a part of this world.""Fine," he sighs as he says this as though not talking about it is a serious letdown for him. "Guess it's a good thing that dragons aren't found in the U.S. There are also Kitsune and Selkie. Then, th