A bush or shrub stands guard in the front yard of the house in a stoic manner. Chirping could be heard coming from the snow-covered roof. Ivy climbed up the brick walls and over the roof, while vines clung to the rafters and the windows of the structure. It is so captivating that I am unable to pull my eyes away from it .

Once inside, Mathew acted as our guide. Marble was utilized in the construction of the building's interior, and a wonderful painting of the alpha's lovely face was hanging on the wall just inside the entrance of the structure. The brims of the walls are interwoven with wood taken from spruce trees.

The simplicity style and the photo of the alpha causes my heart to skip a beat. When I glance up at my mother, I see that she is scrutinizing everything very carefully.

After exiting the guest elevator with Matthew, we go to the door of an office, where he knocks and a loud voice instructs us to proceed inside. The sound of this voice sends chills all the way up and down my spine. It had a magnetic pull, was somewhat low on testosterone, and full of male hormone.

While I wait in the foyer, Beta Mathew leaves the room, shuts the door behind him, and then returns to try to talk to my parents to go inside.

"The alpha will have a chat with you first then establish a new link with our pack. "

My father nods,

My mother will come wait with me as I see my father enter the room first.

"The alpha chatting to your dad right now. "

"He will want to verify with each of us individually to make sure our stories match up."

"What story?"

"The story that I can't shift?"

If he were to discover the truth, he would either put an end to my family and myself or force us to flee from the pack. My eyes started to brim up with tears, but I quickly wiped them away before they could fall.

"The Alpha doesn't care a bit whether you can shift or not. You will find your wolf one day. " My mother comforts me.

I nod my head in agreement since arguing with her is pointless.

My dad opens the door and nods to my mom, then she goes inside the office.

My father explains, "It's not so horrible; he will cut a small slice on your arm and mingle the blood of yours with his, and ask you to drink the new blending. After that, you make a promise to him, and you'll feel the pack connection link into position."

Gross!

"After making your promise to him, it will feel like a migraine for a while. " He replies, and I hear my mother screams immediately. My dad gets to his feet and rushes to the front door. I hear muffled conversations followed by the jiggle of a silver door handle as the door opens.

After a time, my mother eventually emerged from the office, shaking and clutching her head. My father was ready to provide a hand the moment he saw that she need aid.

I take a step back, not wanting to endure whatever she just did. My mother replies, "Katrina, you need to go in".

Embarrassed and terrified, I shake my head.

My dad walks up and grabs both my arms. " To stay together, this is the only option, and I need you to make it for us," he continues, fixing his eyes on me.

"Still anyone?" The alpha's voice came from within the door.

My eyes dart to the door in a state of terror.

"Please, Katrina, once it's done, it's done. There will be no more of it, I assure you. " I felt a release in the tightness in my shoulders, and I nodded. When we go to the front door, my dad opens it for me. I struggle to keep my grip steady as I shove open the door and slam it shut behind me while lowering my head.

The alpha was now sitting at his desk, perusing a few papers in front of him. The sides of his jet-black hair were trimmed shorter, but the top was left longer than the sides. The arch of his eyebrows resembled a sword, and the high bridge of his nose gave him the appearance of a movie star. He had full lips and a square chin, both of which contributed to his overall attractiveness as a man. Based on his looks, I estimated that he was somewhere in the middle of his thirties.

As soon as he casts a look in my direction, every muscle in my body becomes utterly motionless. His fists, which are white-knuckled, are gripping the desk, and he takes a short sniff before letting out a deep growl. In his dark eyes, one may get a glimpse of the beast that resides deep inside him.

I am conscious of his watchful attention, yet I shuffle my feet in response to his invitation to approach him more closely.

Shit! Perhaps he could tell that I do not have a wolf. I felt my blood freeze as his eyes darted back and forth and his jaw clenched tightly as he observed me. He is aware I have no wolf, and he intends to get rid of me.

He indicates the location of the chair and says, "There's a chair here." After spending some time gazing at it, I sat down on the edge and turned around to face the entrance, where my parents were waiting.

They both gave me nods.

When I eventually turn around to face the Alpha again, he is looking at me with a menacing expression.

"Your name is Katrina?"

"Yes, Alpha"

"You can call me Antony," he says quickly, and I nod.

"How old are you?"

"Just finished my 17th birthday. "

He checks at some documents that I can see are my parents' and my birth certificate, indicating that I am 17 years old. He leans out to pick it up for a closer look.

"You haven't wrapped up school yet, have you? "

And I nod my head.

"It is very surprising that you changed schools at such a young age; often, students don't switch schools because they are concerned about how doing so would impact their academic performance. Then you will have completed your study through our wolf pack."

My lips close in a tight seal.

"Your parents had already divulged your cause for leaving, that you had an incident with the Alpha's daughter, and your mother beat her?" His mouth forms the inquiry. Because I didn't want to be caught in a lie, I let my mother take the blame for it, even if what she was saying was technically true and wasn't why we left.

"You got it, man,"

"That's OK with me, Alpha Nkosi, that jerk, has to be thrown down,"

He is showing contempt for my previous Alpha without trying to hide it. I like his frankness though.

"Come here," he says, standing up.

I jump out of my seat, taking a step back. His eyes snapped to mine at my sudden movement.

I shudder.

"I assure you, Katrina, that I will never hurt you."

To place my faith in him would be a huge risk.

He pricked my finger with the needle, and blood began to trickle down the glass on surface of the table.

My hand retreated since it was experiencing a painful feeling.

When he finally let go of my hand, he apologized and said, "Sorry, that stings a little bit." His explanation was followed by a charming grin that danced over his lips. I glanced up, and sure enough, he was watching me once again. His height exceeded mine by a considerable margin; I could only reach his center with my shoulders.

He offers me his wrist, and I do nothing except look at it in silence as he chews on it. I glance down at the table and see two bleeding cups, I know exactly what he wants from me: for me to drink our blood. Why did I turn into a vampire overnight? I am a werewolf, not a vampire, despite the fact that I have not yet undergone the shift.

He put his arm around me and his wrist to my mouth, saying, "Go ahead, now."

I came to the realization that I really like the flavor of his drool despite the fact that what I was about to do was quite horrifying. It was a delectable experience for me. Surprisingly, the flavor of his blood did not leave behind an awful aftertaste in my mouth. The sweetness was quite appetizing.

He releases his grip on my wrist but keeps his arm around my waist, which continues to draw me in. He bent down so that our faces were near to one another and so that his voice was close to my own. In this position, our voices were more audible to one another.

As I feel the warmth of his strong chest on my back, he adds quietly, "You now need to pledge to me."

I nod.

"In the name of the great Alpha Antony, I, Katrina, pledge everlasting loyalty and the fulfillment of all of your wishes. "

When I turned back to face him again, I gave him a cursory glance. Because his nose is so close to mine, I get a momentary shock from the intensity of his scent. His nose is just a few inches from mine.

When I turned my back on him, I thought I caught a whiff of a grin on his face as he looked at me. If he hadn't been able to tighten his grasp on me, I most certainly would have fallen to the ground. The incessant chatter of my previous Pack, which I was able to hear via Mind-link, caused my ears to ring, which in turn prompted me to scream.

It ended with a snap, much like a rubber band.

When I hear Alpha Antony exclaim, "It's done now," I immediately glance up expecting to see him. As my consciousness begins to wane, I stupidly reciprocate his smile and glance at him.

"Is it safe for me to release you? "

I feel his arms around me as he asks, and I look down to see that they are just below my breasts. At once, I am acutely aware of his hands on my body, and my cheeks reddens in embarrassment. Oh, my! I had developed feelings for my new Alpha.

My parents hurry in as soon as I break free from his grasp, and he turns away from me.

"Seems like you're making good headway." My dad is always trying to reassure me that things will turn out well, even if they don't now. When they start worrying, I swat their hands away.

"The packhouse is available to you during your stay. I'll arrange a personal showing of your new home for tomorrow so you can see it all for yourself. Matthew would be there if you need anything, I will have a monthly checkup there to see if daily necessities are ok. "

"As of this morning, Katrina is officially enrolled in school, so tomorrow is free to focus on getting settled in and unpacking. We need to get her pack training started on Monday, so I'd appreciate it if you and her could attend the pack training on Friday and come see me at the office and early on Monday. "

"Pack training? " I ask in astonishement.

When my mother gently elbows me to remind me to be quiet, the Alpha takes notice.

"You must go for trainings with the rest of the pack. I just don't see how it could be an issue at all. "I try to avoid making eye contact by looking away when he asks a question.

My mom wraps his arm around me and extends his hand to the Alpha, saying, "No issue, at all."

"I'm interested in your experience educating teenagers. " Alpha Antony turns to my mom.

"Although I have mostly trained with my daughter and more experienced she-wolves, I am always up for trying anything new. "

"Interesting. If you're available, helping out at the high school would be very appreciated. "When he told my mom, "That way you can also care Katrina,"

He looks at me and then at my dad and nods his approval.

"My Beta will show you where you are resting for the night."

We complied with Beta Mathew's instructions and followed him as he took us to the outskirts of the quaint small village in where we planned to make our home. A gravel driveway can be seen leading up to the quaint cottage, which has a sizable terrace.

This lovely and cozy home was tucked away from both the Pack and the city, providing complete seclusion. My dad and I got out of the car and walked into the house together. When my dad would open the white wooden door, Beta Mathew would always reach his hand out with the keys and wait for my dad to unlock the door.

"There are a few resorts and other accommodations in town that have vacancies, and it's possible that one of them may be a good fit for you if you think the place is remote and not convenient. "

"This is actually very wonderful. It seems like everything is in order, Beta Mathew."

I wait at the bottom of the stairs with the expectation that my father would come outside and join me in sitting on the grass.

Mathew looks at me with an inquisitive expression and offers a quick sniff as though he is trying to figure out what's going on.

"You smell different from most wolves,"

I feel myself tensing up.

"Please forgive me, but I'm not following what you're saying."

"Your wolf scent is distinctive, yet it isn't overpowering. "Thereafter, he cocks an eyebrow and says, "You smell familiar."

"Let me let you settle in for the time being, but remember that every Friday night at 5:00 o'clock, there will be mandatory Pack training. If you're not available this week, that's ok. I still want to introduce you to the pack."Mathew assured my father, "the rest of the Pack will feel more at comfortable with newcomers to attend since we're a close-knit pack."

My father nods, "Sure, we will be surely there on time. "

I quickly take the package and run up the stairs.

My chamber smelt musty, and it seemed to be closed up completely when I did a quick check of it, so I decided to leave it alone for the time being. The carpet in the living room was such a deep brown that it was practically black, and the big fireplace filled up one whole wall of the room. Even though it has crystal dandelization on the roof, the light coming from it isn't very bright. My mother threw wide the windows and drew back the curtains in an attempt to ease the oppressive affects that the heat and humidity were having on the house.

My father, with the aid of a couple of the people working for Mathew, unloaded the furniture, while Beta Mathew provided detailed instructions for each particular room. Because the area that houses my bedroom is at the other end of the house from the rest of the living space, it is necessary for me to get the package to that location before I can go to bed. Within the restroom was a window that provided a glimpse of the surrounding woodland and lack. Even so, it was rather lovely.

When I finally got around to setting up my bed frame, the truck had already pulled away and the movers had already carried in the rest of my stuff. The remainder of the day was taken up with chores like tidying up and unpacking.

It was a wise choice to go from a house that was located on a busy road to a home that is located in this quiet suburb. At this more remote location, I enjoyed the peace and quiet as well as the absence of any curious neighbors.

The following three days went by quickly as I got back into my normal routine.

On Monday, I got up, put on my pants and a white T-shirt, grabbed my backpack, and crammed as many textbooks as I could into it. Today was the first day of school.

My stomach is doing somersaults with fear as I make my way toward the entrance gates of my brand-new school. My mother kept an eye on me via the rearview mirror the whole time she was driving.

"It'll all work out in the end. " My mother tells me,"Just keep your head down and behave, everything will be OK," and I sigh as I unlock the back door and slip away. Thinking about how dreadful it would be if they found out I didn't have a wolf, I stare up at the brick structure.

I am met by a nice lady in her mid-thirties as soon as I walk in the door of the office, which I visit as soon as I get there. She wore a pair of enormous oval spectacles that were set on the bridge of her flawlessly straight nose, and her jet black hair stretched down to her shoulders. In contrast to my prior dean, she had a more compassionate demeanor and had cherry lips. She has a tall and thin build. As I entered the room, our black eyes locked gazes with one other. When I looked up, I was greeted with a warm grin.

"You are, without a doubt, Katrina, "