"Where am l?" I murmured to myself as I realized I was being chased.
I wasn't sure of what I've done but I just found myself running from three bloodthirsty wolves. I haven't done anything wrong. No I haven't.
Suddenly, I hit my right foot against a stone and fell to the ground with a thud!
And just as the wolves were about ripping my flesh apart, I slowly woke up to a voice close to my ears.
And even though my eyes were still closed, I knew who it was. The closest person I had to a best friend, Renee Malivert. She was beautiful. Brown hair, blue eyes, perfect smile. I envied her. "Why are you up?" I asked, ignoring her question and opening one eye. "It's morning, why else would I be up?"She said sarcastically, pursing her lips. I rubbed my eyes as I leaned up into a slouch. "My apologies. What are you doing in here anyways? You know if Kol catches you in here he'll be pissed." I shooed her off my bed, but she only stood at the end of it watching me with judgy eyes. "I don't care, I could take the Alpha. Show him a good one, two." She punched the air frantically. I half smiled at her. "Yeah well, you can give him a good one, two... in the living room. Get out before he catches you. Go." She frowned at me as I got up and shoved her out of the door. I pressed my forehead against the cool wood of the now closed door and sighed. "Happy 18th birthday Katerina." I told myself, and turned to look at the clock, 7:38am. Eight minutes past when I should have been up. No wonder Renee came in. I sighed as I reflected on the horrible dream I just had, and then I turn around to get ready for school.I run my morning routine through my head as I go along. Shower, get dressed, run downstairs and make my way in and around the kitchen, serving the pack breakfast. Once they're all finished, I'll
need to clean up after them too. All before the clock hits 8:30am. In 20 minutes, I'm brushing the dull red hair and ready rush outta my bedroom. I'm a bit behind in time. I run down the stairs in a black T-shirt and blue jeans. My navy blue pull-over sweater was hanging over my arm as I did, my shoes screeching against the newly polished floor of the pack house. I made sure to do that last night whilst they were asleep. I reach the kitchen, shove my sweater into a far corner of the counter and began grabbing food out of the fridge. In 15 minutes I am frying bacon, eggs, and cooking up some pancakes. Quickly, I grab some large serving plates from the cupboards, tossed them on the kitchen counter, and poured each pan into a separate serving bowl. There. I click the stove top burners off one by one. It was normal morning routine, I was used to it.I grabbed some glasses from the cupboard, place them on the counter. I take out a few cartons of juice from the fridge, apple and orange and leave them on the counter too. Lastly, I grabbed the utensils needed and stuck them by the plates. I look over my work, I wasn't forgetting anything. Breakfast wasready for my pack. And slowly the pack comes into the kitchen, filling their plates and glasses. Some head toward the dining room table, others sit at the isle in the middle of the kitchen.I took my steps back, waiting for them to finish, picking at my nails with my hands at my sides. They never took long to eat.When they all got up to leave, I quietly cleared the table, wiped it up the counter and started with the dishes.It's 8:44am when I am finished. Shit. I grabbed my sweater from the corner, realizing my bag was still upstairs. I rush to my room in stealth mode to grab my backpack, hoping no-one would notice how late I was. But of course, I wasn't lucky. When I had closed my bedroom door - if you could call a single mattress and a broken dresser a bedroom - behind me, I smashed into the hard chest of a person. That person being my brother, Ace. I kept my eye's cast down a I mumbled an apology. "Move. Pay attention next time will you?" He spat, mumbling a swear word under his breath. Bumping my shoulder as he walks down the hall to his room, grabbing his own bag I assume.I ignore that slight pang of sadness as I walk down the stairs and out to the graveled street of the driveway. My eye's were damp, but I wouldn't cry. Stepping out of the pack house, I watch the expensive and gorgeous cars speed past me as I start walking down the street and to school.I was so late. School starts at 9:00am and this walk takes up to 20 minutes. I let out an exaggerated breath. Sometimes I wonder if Alpha Kol purposely made the order that no-one was to drive me to school just so he knew I would be late and just so he could yell at me for it.When I reached the mucky greenish metal front doors of the school, it was 9:13am. I swung the doors open rushing down the hall. As I slide my shoes across the floor, I miss the door by about half a meter. I speed walk quick and open the door, breathing heavy as I mutter "Sorry I'm late." to Mr. Hilton, my English teacher.He waves my presence away as I walk to the back of the class room. Melonie, who's name matched her huge arse melon's perfectly, stuck her foot out like she did every morning, and like every morning, I stepped over it and sat in my desk awaiting the painful lesson.I didn't pay attention to the lesson much. I had this feeling that I couldn't ignore and decided just to stare out the window to distract myself, watching the squirrels run along the branches of the tree just outside. I found myself wishing I could shift, run around in the woods for awhile, listening to all the animals around me. My thoughts were halted when I felt a piece of paper hit the corner of my cheek. I shut my eyes in frustration. Now what? I look around, looking for the gaze of someone waiting for me to open it. No one was meeting my eyes though, which was weird. They always make it clear if they've thrown it. Grabbing the paper, that strange feeling was there again. I open the crumbled paper slowly, confused by what I read. "It'll be okay, Kat," was written neatly in the middle. My breath grew shallow and I took a look around the classroom again before crumpling up the paper, rising from my seat and quickly go to toss it in the trash. I didn't like this gut feeling and I didn't need yet another problem in my life.I went to take my seat again, taking a short look around, avoiding yet another leg sticking out to trip me as I walk to my desk. It seemed like the teachers in this school are blind or simply don't give a crap. The discipline in this school was close to none. No one ever gets suspended, even when they really mess up. I sat down at my desk again, trying my best to now focus on the lesson now. I took a few notes in an attempt to forget the one I received.The bell rang, halting my thoughts. I let out a sigh of relief. I slipped my backpack over my shoulder, and was last the leave the classroom. I was met in the hallways with screeching teenage girls, and annoyingly stupid blonde barbie whore's, who were all surrounding my pack members. The one's who just happen to be the Jocks who play Football. I slipped through the crowd like I normally would, finally reaching the end and making my way down the hall to my left and towards my next class.Then there was this strange scent hitting me... it was strong and getting strong. I had never smelt something life this, not in my five years of being a wolf.. which was the last time I shifted since I am no longer allowed to. My parent's died that year. Another wave of the scent hit me and I found myself smiling. This scent, meant mate. And I was desperate to meet him. I turned around quickly, looking for the one behind the intoxicating scent. A shiver ran down my spine. He must be getting closer.And when I turned around once more, there he was. Tall, handsome. A mix of light and dark blue eyes. My lips parted and I let out a breath. I wanted him. Adrenaline started to run through along with a painful pull I felt toward him. Please no. My hands were freezing all of a sudden, it stung enough that I wanted to scream but I didn't look down. All I could do was stare at him. I was numb as he approached me, I had no words. This can't be happening.He stood in front of me, backing me against a locker, one of his hands stretched out beside my face. I wanted to tough him, I wanted him to touch me. I let out another breath. No, don't say it. And I hold myself together, not giving anything away. "Listen carefully, Katerina." He begins, his voice so alluring. "You're not good enough to be a luna. Hell, I don't understand how you can call yourself a werewolf. You have to know by now that you're nothing but a small piece in this pack. And I can't even begin to understand why I was paired with you as a mate." He slams his fist on the locker, right by my ear. And then, in a deeply chilling voice he states, "I formally reject you, Katerina Bathas, as my mate." And I watch as Kol Night, my alpha, turns his back on me like I don't even exist. I have a gut feeling I'm being watched and I find myself looking around frantically, my heart racing only to find no one, thankfully. And before I can stop myself, I take a deep breath and scream, desperately trying to find any form of release from this pain.I sank to the floor, watching as the crowd formed around me, following the scream they just heard. There was laughing from the pack and mumbling from the outsiders. The tears that rimed my eyes were now falling freely down my pale chubby cheeks. The hallways was now totally empty, and I was left alone. I was hyperventilating. I was just rejected by my mate. My brother hates me, he practically blames me for our parent's death.Everyone in this stupid school is set out to make me regret living. And the funny thing is... almost everything they say about me is true I am fat, or at least overweight. I'm not at all skinny, and I'm not even saying that because they've convinced me of it. Even before my parents died, before my brother started hating me, I knew I was a little too big for anyone's liking. I wasn't attractive either. My hair was a dull, dead, burgundy red. My eye's were such an odd color. An also very dull, unflattering green with grey specks. My own reflection made me an
Katerina's (P.O.V) In 4 day's time, I heard the first crack of a twig that wasn't done by me. I was far, far away from Ever Falls. I had shifted three times, back and fourth to human and wolf as I travelled in and out of towns. I was now in wolf form again, walking through the woods looking for something, anything to drink. I was dying from dehydration and I swear my tongue hung out of my mouth like a sloppy dog. Pun intended.The crack had me whipping my head around, a growl erupting from deep inside my throat. I barked, as if to ask who's there. I wish I hadn't, because no sooner than I did, I was faced with three wolves. All in the formation of a triangle, coming at me. A black one, large than the other two, at the front of the triangle, a grey one, at the right of the triangle, and a white one, to the left of the triangle. I watched there lips pull back from there teeth in a snarl as the patted over to me. I cowered away in fear, my nose touching my
I felt around me. Sheets. I smiled and pulled the covers up to my chin. It was so cold in here, my hands were freezing. I yawn and rub my eyes, looking around. I was in a room. I didn't remember walking up here... then it clicks in that I had fallen asleep downstairs. One of them must have carried me up here. I looked down and noticed I was in a button up shirt, and my panties. Probably one of the guys put it on me. I yawn again and walk out of the bedroom and downstairs to the kitchen. Cliff was sitting at the table with a large plate of food in front of him. I sit beside him, grabbing two pieces of bacon. "Good morning to you too, Kat." He smirks at me. "Morning." I mutter, taking a bit of one. He laughs and takes a bit of his food. "Good sleep?" He asks, his mouth kinda full. "Sure I guess. How about you?" I ask. "Not bad, dreamless sleep. What you planning on doing today?" He asks me, taking the other piece of bacon back from my hand and biting it himself. I frown. Ass.
I watched as Elijah waited for me in the middle of the training field, ready to go. "You're sure you want this?" He smirks. "I'm sure. Let's go." I said, attempting to sound sexy yet monotone. It was game on. I narrow my eyes, embracing my inner wolf and we charged for each other. "What just happened?" Elijah asks, his back on the grass. I wasn't sure who he was asking, he was just starring at the sky out a breath. I took a deep breath of my own. "I can't believe you beat the Alpha." Joel says, his mouth open. I looked over at him, releasing my foot from Elijah's chest. I closed Joel's mouth with a smile. "You'll catch flies." I told him and patted his cheek. He gaped again which made me laugh. "Who are you Katerina Bathas?" Elijah stood up from behind me and pulled me into a tight hug lifting me off the ground. I laugh and kick in his arms. "You just told me who I was. Can we get inside? It's getting kinda windy." I ask, picking a piece of hair off my lips. "If you promise not to b
I was currently in my room searching for a bathing suit. I wasn't chubby anymore, I had absolutely no fat. I was pure skin and muscle, and yet I was still self-concious.After years of being called a cow, a waste of space, a fatass, well it shouldn't surprise me how insecure I get. But there's even time's when I try not to eat, thinking that it would help me lose weight like it had before out in the woods.Each and everytime I try, I get caught and growled at by either Elijah, Joel or Cliff. My weight is my blind spot according to them. I find myself shaking my head dismissively at the thought. "Aha." I say suddenly, reaching for the smooth fabric of my navy blue bikini. I wiggle my hips in victory, a smile printed on my face. I close the bathroom door behind me as I step onto the cool tiles of the floor. I slip the T-shirt over my head and slip on the bikini top. There was no design on it, just like the bikini bottoms I slipped on. I bundled my previous clothes in my ha
"Gosh, I haven't had that much fun in such a long time." I tell them all, drying my hair with my towel as we walk in through the pack house doors. Elijah laughs and soon everyone inculding me, was too. We couldn't not be happy. "Glad we could contribute, babe. I'll see you guys in a few hours, Alpha stufff to take care of." Elijah tells us, kissing my forehead before walking upstairs to his office. "I'm gonna go get changed. Be down in a bit." I tell them and skip upstairs with Rebekah quietly behind me.She walks off down the hall to her room. I reach mine and close the door behind me.I start stripping off my wet bathing suit, letting it fall to the ground with a sloppy thud. I dried the rest of my body before pulling on my underwear and bra. I rustle through my drawers and pull out a T-shirt and Joel's carebear boxers. Sometimes I wonder what he watches on his own time. I shake my head, pull my hair into a clip and walk downstairs."I'd say you're about 5.. 6 meter
Jumping back I bowed my head. I'm sorry, Alpha. I didn't realize it was you. I tell him. He must have been on a perimeter run. He rises up, shaking the bits of leaves off of his fur. He walks toward me, using his snout to lift my head. He licks a spot above my eye that I assume was bleeding. When did that happen?Don't worry, babe. Nice job by the way.His words float through my mind and my wolf shivers. I started to walk through the trees and toward my back pack. Elijah grabs his bag from a tree near by and follows behind me.I shift, curling behind a tree. I hear him shift too. "How did you get to me so fast? And where's Cliff?" He asks, coming around the tree, slipping a shirt over my head. I pulled out a pair of underwear from my bag and slipped them on.I closed my eyes and opened them quick. No idea." I tell him with a laugh. He laughs in response. "That was some try. C'mon, let's get your cut cleaned up," I frown, no clue as to how I got it. "CLIFF. Pack h
I was breathing heavily, my body drenched in sweat and my face beat red. Elijah was asleep beside me. Holy shit,what just happened... no.I look over at him. His lips were parted slightly, he was so handsome... I press my thighs together. I can't do this, he's an alpha, my alpha. As quickly and quietly as I can, I climb out of bed and speed walk out of his room, into mine, slaming the door behind me. I lean my forehead against it. "What just happened?" I mumble aloud, my breathing still heavy.You know what just happened, you just had a very erotic dream about our Alpha.I hear my wolfs voice in my head and I groan, turning around to lay the back of my head against the door.How am I even supposed to look at him after this?I put my face into my hands and lean forward. I should have seen this coming, I should have kept a further distance from him because now, I've succumb to my feelings for him and can do nothing about it.I would never, could never tak