2 weeks later
*Cathwulf*
I am sitting in the room, our room, me and my mate, Therian’s room. I had thought this would be where I found true happiness, having a mate, being his … instead all I have found is loneliness and pain.
Not that he hurts me, not physically at least. Mostly he ignores me, the few times I see him. He is taking his job as Alpha very seriously it seems.
He has someone bring me food three times a day, and I have gotten new clothes too. Once a day a stern looking woman comes and takes m
*Therian* “Good, I prefer not to have an audience”. The young woman wraps her arms around men and tries to kiss me, but I turn my head away, so instead she kisses me down the neck instead. I am looking towards the door, a weird pain spreading inside my chest. I am not sure why I even do this … this horrible thing. Did I want to cause her the same pain it caused me to know someone else has used her ? To provoke her ? To show her other women want me ? “She hates me”. I say it mostly to myself. “Aww, what if I suck you off, would that make you feel loved ?” Her hands are already fiddling with my pants as she speaks. I am kinda ignoring her, my mind going in spirals and I shake my head. “She was supposed to be mine, but he … defiled her”. “Aww, poor baby”. Her hand slips into my pants. “Let me make it all better, big boy, oh wow … a real Alpha”. “Stop !” I pull her off me. “Get off me, whore … do not touch me”. She stares at me. “But … but … you brought me here, I thought …”. “W
3 months late *Cathwulf* The menu offered at Joe’s Diner switches to lunch at ten in the morning, though we continue to serve breakfast throughout the day for anyone who wants it; very few customers ever actually want a burger and fries that early. The breakfast crowd is gone for today and I have cleaned all the booths and tidied the counter, so I wander to the glass front door to glance up and down the street to look for … I am not sure … in the beginning it had been to see if anyone might be coming for me, now it is more of a habit. I am far away from my old life, living as a human and hiding under the very normal and human name Sarah Smith and I have adopted a southern accent, that I funnily find easy … I am happy in my new life where no one thinks I am special and no one wants to buy me or breed me. The werewolf life is in my past, so I am not even sure I am considered a rogue. None of the few pedestrians have eyes set on the place, so I return to the counter. I can hear th
*Cathwulf*I am awoken by birds singing outside my window. After stretching my slender, yet curvy body, I spring out of bed, feeling so happy and elated as a young girl possibly can.Finally the day I have been waiting for all of my life is here, my eighteenth birthday and soon I will turn into a wolf for the first time and hopefully meet my true mate.. yes, I, Cathwulf Pureheart, is a werewolf, and I can’t wait for my first change and what it will bring.Looking In the mirror I smile at myself. I know I am a pretty girl, even though I am nothing special, except for my eyes, they seem to change colour with the light and what I wear. I like my eyes a lot.First a quick shower, I can’t risk going to work smelling badly. Then I dry myself off and pull out the scrunchie holding my hair on top of my head.Standing in front of the mirror I absentmindedly run
*Cathwulf*On my way to work, walking through the small town of Azalea in Oregon, I am thinking about all the big things that will or might happen soon.The rituals and the first change is certain, unless I should happen to not have a wolf, but that is so rare that I do not really fear it.I don’t know much about the rituals, no young wolf is told beforehand. All I know is that they are sacred, given to us by the moon goddess herself and that they are different for men and women, but equally important.The butterflies rumble a bit in my stomach, but it is the good kind. I am sure it will be a great experience joining the wolf ranks for real, getting my place in the hiraki.To be honest I do not wish for much. Not knowing who my real parents are, no one can really guess about my rank. But most orphans are fighters or omegas.Then th
*Cathwulf*I quickly make my way to his office and knock on the door. Of course I can’t let my boss wait, that would be rude.His deep sexy voice with the smooth British accent calls. “Come on in”.Mr. Evill is a bit of a mix, so to speak, his father is French-Canadian, that is where his name comes from. His mother is British aristocracy and he spend all of his youth on boarding schools there, hence the accent.“Mr Evillllll”. Of course I stumble over the doorstep, falling flat on my face in front of my boss... how awkward can you be ?“Need a hand there Cat my dear ?” I see his perfectly polished shoes stop in front of me and a big hand with perfectly manicured nails reaches down.I grab his hand and let him pull me up, almost stumbling into him. I smile shyly, smoothing down my clothes ag
*Therian*“No, no focus for god's sake”. I growl, feeling annoyed and shaking my head, as I walk around between my supposedly best warriors. I am watching them as they are training their techniques in human form.They might think it is unnecessary, and I feel some of them are not giving their best due to this fact, but I believe strongly that everyone needs to be able to defend themselves even if they for some reason can’t change into their wolf and as the Alpha I am making sure everyone understands that.I pull off my shirt, throwing it on a bench. As I flex my muscles, warming up, I hear a couple of the younger girls in the pack giggle as they walk past the training area... Knowing their hungry eyes are on me I can’t help but flex a bit extra.Being the alpha has its perks, also with the ladies, they all want to be my Luna and birth my pups.&nbs
*Cathwulf*I look at myself in the mirror, smiling at my reflection. I am wearing no makeup, my hair hanging loose and I am only wearing a rope of white silk…and by only I mean no underwear. These are the instructions I have been given. I guess it has to do with the transformation going more smoothly with no clothes in the way.Tonight I will go through the rituals and change into my wolf self for the first time…and hopefully imprint on a mate. I almost can’t wait.I am happy that my family is here for me, they are all proud of me, but it will only be my mom and Alaric attending the ceremony, the others are too young, just as it is of course my first time being there too… you can’t participate before your first change.“Maybe brown… a pretty chocolate”. I mumble to myself, wondering what colour of wolf I will be. There are different shades
*Cathwolf*“Time to de-rope”. The alpha exclaims with grandiosity, letting his own rope fall, making me avoid my eyes. I have never seen a naked man in real life, not a grown man, only my younger brothers when little.But then everyone drops their ropes... as a human I would have definitely blushed seeing all those naked bodies… but I realise fast that as a wolf I don't really care, human nudity means very little to a wolf.Around me everyone starts changing and to my big surprise the wolves bow to me, which really confuses me. Is this part of the ritual ?Then I look down, seeing my paws for the first time…they are shining white. I am not a boring grey or brown wolf... I am white… I am special.That does not however explain why they are bowing to me… I mean it still seems a bit much. But then the moonlight hits my fur and it shin