The Initiation

Hannah:

The man who had spoken, which I presumed to be the Alpha, had frozen in place for some reason when he looked at me.

I noticed a lost look in his eyes before I casted my gaze downwards so as to not disrespect him.

He cleared his throat before he spoke again. "A very vibrant color you have chosen for your hair, any particular reason?"

I only shook my head as I had not brought with me, my notepad and pen.

"Hm, yes, I heard you cannot make use of your voice, a shame really." He sighed. "You are from the Ravens fall pack, are you not?" He asked loudly now.

I could feel the same pressure I felt earlier, weighing me down, forcing me to speak. I tried but I could only nod my head to answer his question.

Cleo was wrong, they were all the same. Exacting fear into their subjects, showing their dominance.

My heart was racing now, was he going to kill me for being from another pack?

There was a soft knock at the door.

"What is it?" The alpha called out, sounding a tad bit irritated