CHAPTER 1

Luke POV

A few hours before. It was day of the selection. Where the packs best upcoming warriors… and me, where able to apply to be chosen by the Supreme Alpha to be apart of their training regime. It was a great honor and the people chosen by the alpha was to exceed in life and become extraordinary in their chosen line of work.

It was usually warriors chosen – and I’m no warrior, but since everybody could submit to be elected and chosen by the supreme. I had the audacity to try.

When it was announced that I would be pledging myself to the Supreme Alpha, I was the laughingstock of the city and both my aunt, my teachers, beta Mathias and even our pack alpha – Alpha Ezrod tried to talk me out of it. It wasn’t because I was in bad shape or a bad person. I just hadn’t shifted yet.

At an age of 17 I still hadn't met my wolf – I wasn’t wolf less – I could feel him deep inside me but something was blocking me or it. The pack had tried everything to get me to shift. Even some extreme measures, where I was hospitalized for weeks, because they tried to beat the wolf out of me. And not being able to heal quickly it almost was the death of me.

My aunt then stepped in and stopped all further experimentation on me, saying that my inability to shift, probably was due to me losing my parents at such a young age. And that they were to leave me alone until I was 18, where she expected the shift to occur or hoping that I would leave the pack by then.  

I didn’t remember anything about my parents – they died when I was only days old, so I couldn’t really imagine them being at fault in all of this. The only memory I had - and actually it was probably more of a dream - was this big white wolf singing to me. Well not singing per say, but softly humming this lullaby to me.  But even that sounded ridiculous and for that reason I never told a soul about it. Not even my aunt Lucy, who had taken care of me since my parents died.

Well actually that was a lie. I had told one person – but she laughed so hard, she peed her pants, so I decided I should probably just keep it to myself from that point on. 

But that was Kate – she had no filter and being my best friend since we were just kids we never lied, kept secretes or held back on anything towards each other. She was my best and only friend in the pack. Not being able to shift doesn’t get you on the popular radar or creates many bonding opportunities.

But she was always there for me – wolf or not. Even when she learned how to shift at the age of 14, she stuck by me, when she could have easily joined the “we hate Luke because he is different” parade that seem to be the normal state of mind throughout the rest of the pack. I wasn’t mistreated in general.  Of course, there was bullying but mostly people just kept their distance to me – like I had a disease or was infectious.

Because of all of that, I wasn’t allowed to train with my classmates my age since they trained with and against each other’s wolves. And training with children seeing everybody surpass me throughout the years was getting tiring and somewhat embarrassing. So, I starting training on my own – everyday – and throughout the years I was getting quite fit and strong – but not like my classmates. They were growing tall, big and muscular almost looking like grown men with their long dark hair pulled back. I was tall but lean and more athletic build. So, with clothes on I just looked like a normal teenager with golden soft curly short hair and bright blue eyes. And basically, not at upcoming wolf warrior pledging towards the supreme alpha.

But here I was getting ready alone and wondering what the fuck I was doing.