Amaris

Amaris"Now, if everyone would turn to page 253 of their texts, we will begin,” our teacher says, trying to gain our attention over all of the noise of students chattering. Instead of paying attention, I lay my head on my desk, not caring in the least about this class, or school altogether. I'm only here so that I can finish my education, get my diploma and leave this godforsaken town and these godforsaken people.I begin to feel itchy, achy, and restless again. It's a feeling that has been happening off and on since I'd first woken up this morning and is one that I don't understand. It's like my skin is crawling and my entire body feels like I've been run over by a MACK truck, and I'm So. Damn. Tired. Maybe I'm coming down with the flu. Outside of the itchy, restless feeling, which is the closest thing that I can think of to describe this feeling.I hear the door to the classroom swing open, and a shiver racks my entire body, the scent of sandalwood, earth, and something else that I

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

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

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?

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