Chapter 3

~Natalie~

“I’m home!!!” I shouted as I walked inside my house. I was giddy from the moment the plane landed and all I wanted to do was hug my parents. Mom came rushing out of the study and I ran up to her, wrapping my arms around her. 

“YOUR HOME, MY LOVE!!! Oh, baby, we missed you!” Mom said out loud, on the verge of tears.

“I missed you too, both of you.” My voice quavered. Being far away from them, especially for a long time, wounds me.

I love my parents with all my heart. They are supportive and loving people.

I’ll tell you this though, when you put me side to side with them, I don’t look like them. They both have blue eyes. Dad is 6’5 with light brown hair and Mom is 5’7 with dirty blonde hair. 

I haven't asked why and I don’t plan to because honestly, there isn’t a reason for me to question that. Deep down something tells me otherwise, but it doesn’t matter. I’ve been loved by them since the moment I came to this world. They are mine and I am theirs and that is all that matters. 

“Where’s Da–” I didn’t get to finish my sentence when I heard Dad shout out, “Natie!!! You're home, baby girl!” He had a huge grin, opening his big muscular arms to hug me. I was engulfed in his embrace almost squeezing the air out of me.

“Dad you're squeezing…too…hard!” I breathed out, sounding muffled in his chest.

“Oops…sorry, baby. I missed you so much, sweetheart.” He sheepishly said, kissing my forehead.

“Let me help you with your bag and take it upstairs to your room, baby girl.” 

“It’s okay, Pops, I got this! Let me just freshen up and we can chat it up.” I didn’t let them pick me up from the airport, so I guess they took the whole day off to be with me. I mean what kind of parents would they be if they hadn’t?

“Okay, baby girl, hurry up; we have a lot to talk about!” Dad exclaimed and quickly turned around looking at Mom. He wrapped an arm around her waist and claimed her lips, kissing her passionately.

One thing about wolves is that when they are mated, they are sexually active all the time. All. The. Freaking. Time. This is why I wear my headphones every night because those two can’t keep their hands off each other. Insulated walls my butt.

After placing my bag on my bed, I went to the restroom to freshen up and got into my pj’s, then headed downstairs to the kitchen. Mom was making BLT sandwiches. She makes the best sandwiches and they are my favorite, especially with jalapeño chips.

I told them detail by detail about my summer and how the last day went down. They were just as excited as I was. After that, we walked outside and spent the day talking.

“Oh snap, Natie, you think you're ready, sweetheart? What am I saying you are ready!” Dad said excitedly.

“Dad, come on now! I’ll prove myself during training.” I eagerly stated. “I got this, Pops! Even Frank encouraged me to do so, as well.”

“Heck, I should know! Every time I spar with you in the backyard, I can see how your strength and skills have magnified. You’re stronger than ever and I’ve lost count of how many times you’ve knocked me down.” Dad said proudly. “Natie, I’m 6’5 and you’ve knocked me down!" 

I chuckled. “Stop…” I brazenly said, I know I’m getting better. “When Alpha mentions the date for tryouts, I’ll be there first in line to sign up!” I exclaimed.

“I’m sure he’ll see you and ask you personally. My daughter is damn good,” he proudly said.

(Third POV) The Adams know that Natalie has Beta blood in her veins because the Alpha and Luna of the Starry Night Pack know her mother was mated to the Beta from the Blood Moon Pack. They know she will be stronger and faster than normal wolves since she’s destined to protect an Alpha. This is why they encouraged her to train at an early age. (End of POV)

“Okay, you need to get some rest, sweetheart. We have plenty of time to go school shopping and get what you need. Take the time to relax and enjoy your last weeks of vacation,” Mom reminded me.

“Kay, well thanks for lunch, Mom. It was delicious. I’ll have a snack later instead of dinner if I wake up at night. Please don’t wait for me, I am beat.” I lazily said, yawning and stretching. I gave them each a hug and kiss, and then headed upstairs. My flight was early in the morning and it had two stops, making it take longer.

When I entered my room, I saw the light on my phone and noticed Evie was calling me. I picked it up. “Yo, what’s up buddy!?” I chirped. 

“Dude! I called you several times, woman!” Evie growled.

“Sorry buddy, I left my phone in my room. My bad. I came home and spent some time with my parents. We ate and talked about everything that happened during the summer.” I nervously said.

She scares me a bit and I like being on her good side. She’s also the only person who can talk to me freely like that. She’s not afraid of me. After all, she’s like a big sister to me.

“Wanna hang out tomorrow? I miss you but I am so exhausted, Ev’s.” I said hoping she didn’t notice I changed the subject. Once she gets started, she won’t stop until I make it up to her. Having a best friend is a lot of work, but I don’t dare tell her that.

She groaned and let out a sigh, “Okay, Natie. I miss you too and I would love to. Get some rest because you’ll need the energy to deal with me tomorrow. I’ll call you as soon as I wake up, but don’t call me cause you wake up too early for my liking.” She grumbled.

I rolled my eyes, “So nine-ish? Yes, okay, byeeee!” 

“WHAAAT NO—!” was all I heard. She was not a morning person. I loved being an early bird, it made me feel productive. As soon as seven or eight p.m. came around, my body knew it was time to whine down.

Even my parents laughed at me for going to bed early. I rather sleep at night and take advantage of the daylight. Every now and then I don’t mind sleeping in, only if I don’t have anything to do the next day and it’s rare when that happens.

I washed my face, brushed my teeth, and took a quick shower. Once I was done, I headed for bed only wearing a pair of undies. I get hot at night, so the fewer clothes I wear; the better.

I put on some Coldplay to rock me to sleep and shortly after, I was out.

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Have you ever felt like your body has its alarm? Mine did. I woke up all of a sudden sensing it was dawn and sure enough, the sun was peeking through like a veil lifting from the world. It was one of the best sleeps I've had since I’ve been away.

I stretched for a good minute and reached for my phone. I tapped on the I*******m app, checking out reels, news, and whatnot. I frowned when I noticed I had a friend request from someone I never expected.

‘Friend request from Christian Allen, approve or ignore.’

“The hell!?” I was shocked. I couldn’t help but frown at it. “Why the heck is he requesting to be my friend?” I can’t stand people who are fake and want to act like they want to get to know you, especially when we belong to the same pack and have never spoken.

I did what I thought was suitable for him; I didn’t reply. I mean the audacity, he may soon be my Alpha, but he’s never said a word to me. I can’t have him prying in my personal affairs. I am a very private person; always have been. Many don’t get the privilege to have access to my little secluded world. It’s already enough that we belong to the same pack.

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~Christian~

Last night I heard my parents talking about Natalie coming home. I knew they were talking about Natalie Adams; the one girl who was untouchable or unapproachable. That vixen thought she was hiding in the shadows but I saw her.

I wonder where she would go every summer because she was never around the pack when school was over. Never made an appearance for training. It’s weird since Dad was very strict with the pack being present during training except for the Omegas who chose to serve.

The girl was beyond gorgeous. Whenever she walks into a classroom or cafeteria, she is unaware of the attention she attracts with her dark and mysterious personality. She’s oblivious to her surroundings, especially when she has her earbuds on.

Almost every unmated guy from our pack wanted her, even people from other packs and humans; however, it was always entertaining watching them get rejected by her when they wanted to talk or ask her out. Her deadpan expression made them feel and even look stupid. She wouldn’t say anything back, only glared at them with her perfect resting b*tch face and because of that, they would never approach her again. Talk about painted black; I think that was the color of her soul.

I, on the other hand, was always surrounded by or approached by girls. I’ve slept around and I wasn’t ashamed to say it. Call me promiscuous or whatever, but I’m an Alpha and an Alpha has sexual needs.

I did have a girlfriend before who seems not to know the definition of “ex-girlfriend”. Elle was always around when I needed a quick f*ck, but never got the hint that we were over. I don’t do relationships anymore, but with Natalie; I’d make an exception. Elle is Zeo Wilson’s sister, our future Beta and also she’s the captain of the cheerleading squad. This girl scared other girls who hit on me and acted like she owned me. She’s hot but has an ugly personality, always thinking highly of herself.

Natalie was the one girl I was profoundly attracted to. As hard as this is to believe, I wanted to know everything about her; how she felt and tasted. She has a strong aura, stronger than Elle and that confused the hell out of me because her parents are warriors. I wanted her more than any other she-wolf and this school year I’ve decided on making her mine.

I got on I*******m and just like I presumed, her account is private. You can only see her profile picture which was a set of earbuds on top of a book in black and white. This girl is intriguing. I wanted to know her so badly–all of her.

I mean come on, who wouldn’t want a piece of me? I’m 6 ’4, muscular, I have the lightest gray eyes and dirty blonde hair. I’m every girl's wet dream. I’ve been told I look like the younger version of Christopher Egan. I’m better built and looking though. 

So…I sent her a friend request on I*******m. I hope this will be the beginning of something if she lets me in. “Damn, let the waiting game begin,” I mumbled.