*Blood Claw pack lands, seven years ago* ~Alpha Gunner’s Point of View~ “Have the arrangements been finalized,” I asked, looking at my Beta. “Absolutely Alpha, they should be here tonight, about four hours,” he responded.“Perfect. Ensure the kitchen staff has a large enough feast,” I furthered.“Already on it, our warriors got six deer this morning just for tonight. It is all being prepared. We got this Gunner, don’t sweat it,” he said, trying to calm me down.One of my biggest rivals, Alpha Zander of the Long Tooth pack, was comi

~Tyra’s Point of View~   “Again,” I yelled, staring down at my bloody opponent. “Screw that, we’re done,” Vanessa said, spitting a mouthful of blood. I lowered my boxing gloves and smiled victoriously.  “So you’re giving up,” I grinned. “Girl you know I never win against you, I don’t know why I let you knock me around. I guess I live for those couple of punches I manage to get in,” she said, getting to her feet. “It’s good training for us both and you know it,” I said, wrapping my arm around her shoulders. “Yeah yeah, well not all of us come from Alpha stock,” she said, sticking her tongue out at me.

“So I’m Ryan by the way,” the Beta said after we’d gotten to the end of my pack’s lands. “I’m Tyra, but I guess you already know all about me,” I said, staring out the window. “I do know a lot ... didn’t know about the pink hair though. And in all the pictures we have I didn’t see any tats or piercings, so Zach’s gonna be pissed,” he said, laughing himself into a frenzy. “It’s my body,” I said, plainly. I had on a sort of t-shirt, it was sleeveless and cut low in the back, showing off some of my colored skin. “Sure sweetie, for what, another three days until you get your wolf,” he said, grinning. I didn’t reply, just kept my head turned, even though I’d felt his eyes on me constantly. It was quiet for about an hour, just the low radio on. I felt myself just drifting off to sleep when he suddenly decided to be talkative. “I’ve known Zach my whole life. I’m only about three months older than him. He’s my brother in every way, I’d do anything for him. I’m sure you don’t remember bu

Dinner was awkward, but Zach tried to make the best of it, I could tell. He had a small table brought into the room and we sat on the edge of the bed and ate. He made small talk about different things going on in the pack, mentioned some of the top people I should know. He talked about our house and how excited he was to show me, he wanted to take me to see it soon. He was really trying. He was doing everything he could to make me comfortable. And yet I was sitting here fantasizing about jumping him. Thinking about what was under his clothes. Wondering if we were in fact staying together in this room tonight, and I was pretty sure I already knew the answer. I was so ready to hate him, I wanted to hate him. I hated that I couldn’t hate him. Fuck this was so confusing I couldn’t stand it!When

~Tyra’s Point of View~ I hated to take out my piercings and something just told me that he wouldn’t let me put them back in. I had mixed feelings about it, but I was sure his parents definitely wouldn’t approve. Now that I thought about it, I was feeling ridiculous with my pink hair. I was going to make a fool out of myself. How the hell could I be presented as a Luna to the Long Tooth pack looking like a damn troll toy?The she-wolves were busy in conversation, I had just gotten out of the shower. I bit my lip and sighed.“Do any of you guys have dark brown hair dye, do you think we’d have time to do it,” I asked.“Oh my god … yes I do. Would you really? Zach would love that. I mean I haven’t heard him