chapter 1 Briella

School sucks. Yeah I know that’s how everyone feels about it. But have you ever been an Alpha's daughter that makes all the other girls hate you? No? Didn’t think so. That's because according to my mom I’m only the second alpha female since her. Which sucks because that means I have no one my age to talk to. I mean I have my best friends but they are both destined to be betas one day. The school I go to is strictly for wolves. And my generous father ( Alpha Luca ) thought it would be a good idea to make a school on no man's land and send all the kids to the neighboring packs here as well. Just the other three lands that surround us anyways. Which only means three times more the snobby no good wanna be to hate me. Don’t get me wrong I’d be okay with being friends with them, but the only thing they care about is the title. Power. Unfortunately, I could care less. My mother Luna Alice, but I just call her mom insists that I train with her everyday beyond what I already do here at school. She also makes me stress about my “angel” powers that should kick in on full gear when I turn 18. When I got my wings at 16 she was so happy, her face lit up like a damn  christmas tree dad puts up at the packhouse every year. He says it’s because he and mom used to live there. Now we live in a cottage type house. It’s the house my mom picked when she was pregnant with my older brother Alexander. Now, he's bigger than me in every way. Once he turned 16 its like he turned into the fucking hulk. And the biggest pain in my ass. Last week he threw a bucket of cold water on me when I refused to get up for school, even though mom said it was okay not to go. 

Today we have an assembly at school that everyone must attend, so skipping school today is highly impossible.  Scrambling out of bed I head into the bathroom that's attached to my room. To heavenly moon goddess I am so glad I don’t have to share a bathroom with my brother, he stinks so bad. Turning on the sink, I splash my face a few times to help wake me up. I don’t have time for a shower because I’ve already wasted so much time laying in bed already. Grabbing my tooth brush out of the medicine cabinet, I brush my teeth while I look at myself in the mirror. Unlike last school year, my figure changed a lot over the summer. I’m still thin and short. But my hair reaches to the middle of my back. My figure is almost close to how my mom is, which is kinda creepy, small waist, medium size boobs and a huge ass and hips. My eyes are white,yes I said white and my skin is mocha shaded tan. My mom said I was born with white eyes and she thought they would change as I got older but the only difference is around my pupil my eyes are green, just a little bit the rest is bright white with black ring around them. Putting my toothbrush away, I brush all the tangles out of my hair and throw it up in a high ponytail. Walking back into my room over to my closet. Pulling out a light red sweatshirt that I got from the thrift store and a pair of distressed jean shorts. Getting dressed I throw on my sneakers and head downstairs for a quick breakfast.

“ Late for school again Briella.” my mom scolded as I walk into the kitchen 

“Mom, I swear it was an accident. The bed was just calling my name.”

“Mhmm grab a coffee out of the fridge and a muffin and get your ass to school!” she commanded giving me a hug 

“ yes ma’am” as she says I grab my bag and keys and head out of the door. 

My mom gifted me with my first car on my 16th birthday, making my dad cry as he realizes I’m actually growing up. It's a beautiful white Toyota Camry XSE Two - Tone. I’m not sure if my dad was really crying over me growing up or how much my mom spent on the car. 

Pulling out of the driveway I go down three streets to pick up my best friends , I just so happen to be their ride so they are always late like I am.

*honk* *honk* *honk*

“ Would you chill with the horn, we are coming ” Samantha yelled running to the car with Ethan running on her heels right behind her.

“ Ethan, I will never understand why your little cousin beats you at speed all the time.” I chuckled as they got in.

“ Hey, she got a head start. I had to turn around and get the bag I almost left.” he huffed, crossing his arms from the backseat.

“ Does anyone have any idea what this assembly is about?” Samantha shrugged. 

She is taller than me with blond curly hair, pale skin, brown eyes and freckles that sprinkle across her face. Well everywhere on her actually. Ethan however is taller than me as well, but built with muscles and tan skin a little darker than mine. His eyes are grey with a hint of brown, his hair is short and always a mess, from his constant running his fingers threw it when he was nervous. 

Pulling into the school it’s just my luck when the only packing spot left is right next to Ella Franklin's prissy car. Parking I let out a huge sigh before getting out of the car. 

“ Why the hell does Ellas always have to park over two parking spots? Her damn car isn’t even that big. I should know we have the same one just in two different colors.” I rant

Her car is a baby blue that looks nice but too nice for someone with such an ugly personality.

“ I don’t know, Brie, try not to let her car ruin your day.” Ethan smiles, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. My best friends are the only two allowed to call me Brie. They started when we were little because they couldn’t say Briella at the time. Walking into the school, the halls are empty from everyone already being in class. Yay hopefully, no one will notice me being late, again. Going straight to my locker I put all my books in besides math. I have math for the second period which starts in 5 mins. Closing my locker I stand here waiting for the bell to ring. Even though I begged my dad I got lucky to have a locker right next to Ella so getting out of here once the bell rings is my first priority. 

*ring* *ring* 

The hallway starts filling with people, hurrying away from the lockers I walk to math ignoring all the evil looks I get in the process. Do they really not understand that I can't help what role I was born in? Rolling my eyes I'm stopped by Ella bumping into me and knocking my books to the floor.

“ you should really watch where you are going.” she snickers 

“ really? Because last time I checked you bumped into me. I wouldn’t touch you with a 3 foot pole let alone with my shoulder.” bending down to get my books she storms off to most likely tell a teacher a lie. Standing back up, I brush off my books and turn around to go to class. And right when I did I bump into a hard object sending me right back down the ground. 

YOU HAVE GOT TO BE SHITTING ME

“Omg I'm so sorry. I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going.” Damen the school's jock that everyone seems to fall for even Samantha. Me however, think he just a big airhead with legs and arms 

“ clearly.” rolling my eyes I stand back up walking right past him. Can this day get any worse?

Don’t answer that. 

“Good morning Miss Briella, Nice to see you. You missed the first period, do you have a reason for that?” Mr. Jeffery asks while I take my seat in the back of the class.

“ Uhh yeah, I didn’t want to be here.” shrugging earning some laughs from other students

“ Detention Miss Briella, today after school in the teachers lodge.” he responded, shushing the ones still laughing. 

The rest of the day drags out pretty slow. Afterwards I have English, then science, lunch, history and bio. My first period is a study hall so missing it never really mattered to me. The last bell rings and head to detention. I mind- link my dad to let him know I’ll be getting home late tonight.

“ dad I got detention”

“ What the hell did you do this time Briella??”

“Nothing, Mr. Jeffery just  doesn’t like me” 

“  Briella”

“ Okay fine. I told him I didn’t want to be here, which is the truth when he asked me why I was late to school. Which earned me a few laughs from other students and he didn’t like it.”

“ We will discuss this more when you get home.”

With that I end the connection and mocking him I head over to the teachers lodge to get this detention over with.

“Good afternoon again Miss Breilla please take a seat where ever and detention will began” announced Mrs. Rogers