How did we get to this point?
That was the first thought I had when I looked at the empty bottles lying on the dining room table, a sure sign that Aunt Susan had not only come home late but that she had spent the money I gave her to buy the week's food on alcohol, all for the purpose of getting drunk.
Realizing that I wasn't going to wake up for a few hours, I cursed through my teeth and checked the refrigerator for something that might assuage my hunger. When I opened it, I noticed that, instead of having any fruit or vegetables, I only had a six-pack of her favorite beer.
"I have to take care of the grocery shopping myself," I said wearily, and I went back to my room.
I immediately did something I always did whenever I felt like my head was going to explode and I needed to calm down: hug my parents' picture. It seemed like a silly gesture, but it helped control the rage I sometimes got from the crazy situation I was living in.
They were a couple who were once the envy of the pack because they had achieved everything that destined souls are supposed to achieve, but after a tragic accident, they became the symbol of misfortune.
"Dad, if you hadn't died in that accident, Mom wouldn't have killed herself and I wouldn't be in this mess," I mused painfully.
I realized that hadn't done much good, so I sighed before kissing the photo and preparing for another day at Ever Green Pack. The biggest, strongest, and most powerful of all the packs in the south and, personally, a breeding ground for show-offs.
I put away the chemistry paper I had finished the night before and picked up everything I needed to go to high school, took a quick shower, and dressed in the most comfortable clothes I could. Then I left the house, but not before grabbing my headphones to lose myself in the music as I walked the necessary miles to get to class on time.
The problem was that I didn't notice that the connector was broken, and I wouldn't be able to hear anything.
No doubt this day is starting off on the wrong foot, my she-wolf said, and I paid no attention to her.
She could be obnoxious when she put her mind to it, and if I played along, she could irritate me enough to ruin all the work I had done and go unnoticed.
Shut your mouth and go to sleep, I asked her earnestly.
Her laughter was amusing, but I ignored it until I got close to the park, which was a block away from the high school. Unfortunately, there were too many students from the various southern packs in the vicinity, so I immediately put on my headphones to pretend I was listening to something.
"Do you think William will ever turn to look at me?" asked a girl in front of me, and I realized she belonged to one of the farther packs.
"I don't think he looks past your face," her friend replied smugly, and I held back a smile.
"I just really like him," she said when we were close to crossing the street to enter the high school.
You and almost the entire female population, I thought mockingly.
It was well known that William Walker was the son of Ever Green Pack Alpha, the heir to the position, and a young man who was not only handsome but athletic, popular, and exuded confidence. He was the captain of the football team and a star throughout the southern territory because he had accomplished great things for the team.
The problem was that what he had of handsomeness, he had of arrogance and presumption.
I was over 17 and three months later, I would come of age. The girls at school all wanted William to be their mate but I won't. An arrogant alpha heir would be a big trouble for me who had a secret to hide.
With that thought, I entered South Pack Union High School, which made things more difficult for me every day. Not only was it the fact that they tended to be excessively strict with underprivileged students, but it was the ideal center for the new leaders to exercise their bullying power.
I got ready to go to my locker and almost wanted to go home when I saw the evil entourage laughing down the hall as they searched for prey to torment. That group was led by Britney, one of the high school bullies, a she-wolf from one of the southern territory packs, and my personal nightmare.
I dodged it as best I could, and at that, a fool hit my shoulder hard, but he didn't apologize; he just ignored me, and I cursed through my teeth until I turned to go straight to my locker. I took a deep breath and counted to relax; that's how I got to my locker quickly.
One step at a time, Snow.
I told myself about the day I would have, so I opened my locker to put my stuff in and grab the book I would need for the literature class later in the afternoon. Only it seemed like the Goddess wanted to test me because, to my left, Britney appeared with all her bad vibes.
I tried to ignore her, but it was impossible when she tapped something next to my locker.
"Hi, Snow," she said, amused, and I couldn't help but look at her.
She was the epitome of beauty: blonde, light-eyed, a nice figure, and fashionable. She was a first-rate capricious, but she was also a good fighter, and that annoyed me.
"Hi, Britney."
"I noticed you avoided seeing me; that's not done when we're such good friends," she said with mock seriousness, and her entourage burst out laughing in the background. "Since you have no friends because you're an Omega male and dumb, plus your mother was a suicidal nutcase who couldn't stand the pain of her mate's death, and your aunt is a vulgar Omega reject, you should be grateful that I'm doing you the favor of addressing you."
If you gave me the chance, I'd rip her throat out immediately. My she-wolf spat angrily in my mind.
"Thank you for talking to me, Britney," I said mechanically. "Now you can go to hell and leave me alone."
I had lost patience with that asshole.
It was one thing for all my classmates to pick on me and another for them to talk about my family that way, so I squared my shoulders right away, and she glared at me angrily.
"Who do you think you are, poor useless Omega? You were born to be a worthless Omega like your family, so you should be thankful that I even look at you to see."
"I'm not interested, so go away because I have a lot to do."
Saying that was like lighting a damn fuse, so Britney took advantage of the fact that I had my locker open to throw everything I kept inside.
My past tolerance fueled her arrogance, I would not let her go easily this time. She touched my bottom line. A blind rage consumed me immediately, and without words, I tackled her and took her straight to the floor.
My quick and strong behaviour let her widen her eyes.
“Bitch! You dare to hit me.” She tried to get up, and just as I was ready to give her a good thrashing, everyone who had surrounded us made room for someone to see. When I looked up, I ran into the most famous pair of green eyes of all, and he frowned as he saw all the mess Britney had created by throwing my stuff.
William Walker folded his arms and denied; he looked at me haughtily, as if I was trash, and I swallowed saliva because whatever he said, I couldn't contradict him.
"Get the floor clean, now," he ordered. He left without interest, and many of the she-wolves nearby sighed at the sight of him.
People scattered, then Britney nudged me and stood up, then laughed in amusement.
"Do you work, cleaner," she shooed before walking away.
I picked everything up and then heard a familiar voice over the school speakers.
"Snow Blake, your presence is requested in the Dean's office immediately."
I cursed to my insides because Henry, the Beta of the pack and the Dean of the school, was going to reprimand me when I was not to blame.
Would this ever end?
That was the thought with which I questioned everything as I went straight to receive punishment.
SnowArriving at the Dean's office, the least I expected was for the secretary to look at me with arrogance. So I gave her my sarcastic smile and let her see that I wasn't at the right time to put up with her off-handed phrases."Come in; the Beta is waiting for you right now," she said, and I sighed.I knocked on the door and walked through as the man who controlled everything here told me to do so.His gaze was piercing, as were his black eyes, so I bit my tongue lest I say something I might regret later. And well, voice. He had a couple of acidic comments about it."So you finally showed your claws?"I didn't miss his tone of voice, and I knew he was teasing, so I didn't give in, and he snorted at my attitude."Why didn't you do it outside of school?" He asked curiously, and I frowned. "If this had been done outside or wasn't caught on camera in front of so many witnesses, I'd possibly let it all go under the table because this is Britney we're talking about: a bully, a repeat offe
SnowThe cheers from the little audience that knew me energized me.So I raised my arms and threw my costume cape back a bit, which caused the crowd to shout again, only a little louder."And now with you: the Demolisher!" shouted the cheerleader.On the other side of the cage entered my opponent, a much larger werewolf and maybe over 100 pounds than I had. People seeing him made a lot more noise, and I understood why.To the naked eye, I was a petite young woman, so people tended to take me for granted, and that made me smile. I didn't need to be smart to understand that the betting board was going against me and that the majority had bet on the man.So much so that the cheers towards him were deafening.Anyone would say he would knock me down with one punch, but if anyone had seen my previous two fights, they understood that didn't define anything. And my opponent wasn't aware of that. The man, who had a tiny mask on, came over and saw me from head to toe, then laughed fearlessly, m
WilliamWhen I entered the Fight Club, I never imagined witnessing what I witnessed.Hours earlier, I had heard my father's men talk for the umpteenth time about the famous Fight Club that operated in an area away from the herd. Everyone seemed not only excited but always expectant at the thought of witnessing the majestic fights that took place there.The brand-new place functioned as a bar, but this was the face that hid a fighting cage in which werewolves measured themselves in fights that bordered on madness. So, that night of boredom, I decided to visit the Club to get out of the monotony.I convinced Bernard, one of my father's guardians, to give me the address."I'm sorry, but I can't let you show up at that place; if the Alpha, your father, finds out, it will be a problem for everyone," he said, and I smiled amused."Fine, don't give me the address; I think I can get it somewhere else, but I warn you, I will no longer serve as your alibi when you want to go brothel to those ou
SnowAfter walking a few blocks away from the Fight Club, I could breathe easily because I made sure no one had followed me and I was in a safe area. That's why I took off my mask. Then, for extra security, I changed my hood to a red wine-colored one and my dark shoes to pink ones that Aunt Susan had gotten me at a garage sale for $5.I pulled my hair into a high bun and walked on more calmly to get home.Not by mistake could anyone mistake me for Sage, which was a relief to me.You have to buy food, my she-wolf said boredly.The reminder wasn't necessary; I knew very well that we had nothing in the fridge, so I took some time to make a purchase that would last the whole week, but first I had to make a strategic stop and order a good hamburger that could calm the hunger I was feeling.William was right when he said that after a fight, the first thing you feel is the urge to eat. So I ordered something simple and classic: a double cheeseburger with a side of fries. I ordered quickly an
WilliamI had woken up that morning in renewed spirits. I felt I could handle anything; however, no one had prepared me for what was about to happen, and not even in my wildest dreams could I have imagined it.I left my room with a feeling of happiness; so great was my enthusiasm that my father noticed it and frowned."Is there something interesting about why you have that smile plastered on your face?" my dad asked with interest, and I denied it."No, I just want to get to school as soon as possible, that's all."Dad set the silverware aside on his plate and stopped his breakfast, which was not a good sign."Since when did you become so interested in being on time for school?" he asked now with a mocking tone of voice. "It took years for you to adjust to waking up early, and yet you're still complaining. What aren't you telling me?"My father's perception was unique, as was his nose for detecting my lies, so I was a bit honest."I have a feeling I'm going to meet a pretty girl today,
Snow My luck couldn't be worse every day.And the clear sign of it was the fact that I had been assigned to a group with William Walker himself, who was looking at me as if I was a piece of trash to be thrown away. At that moment, the thoughts I had about him settled much more in my mind.He's a jerk, I thought angrily.To me, he looks like someone who is very sexy, and he smells very nice. You could say his scent is tantalizing, my she-wolf said with a certain teasing tone.I slyly inhaled his scent and noticed that it was much thicker, stronger, and concentrated, which made me a bit arrhythmic. It was too pleasant, so much so that a part of me wanted to bring my nose to his neck and not peel off immediately. Not only was it a tantalizing scent, it was too mesmerizing, so I had to control the urge to get close.The good thing was that William made it easy for me to feel like getting away from him because he was an arrogant fool who looked at people like they were trash.Another time
WilliamThe scent of rogues was too strong and overpowering.That meant there were too many of them in the forest, and I didn't know what they wanted or why they had decided to violate the treaty to come so close to the school, but I did know this was bad because none of us present had changed. We were werewolves in training who had yet to meet their primary beasts, so this could only be summed up as a disaster.The worst part was that most of us had never received tactical training in our lives.There were very few of us who had that privilege; I could count them on the fingers of my hands, and the class was about 200 students.This is a problem, I thought angrily.I touched my neck and controlled my breathing.Whatever the tranquilizer dart had in it must not have been very strong; it must have been slow-acting, so I still had time to alert the others, especially Professor Conie, to get help.I was responsible for everyone at this point.They were the members of the herd that I woul
SnowRunning away was not in my dictionary.I had learned to face certain situations and avoid others, but I would not run away from a fight at such a vital moment as that, when innocents were in danger. That's why I made William think I was running away without actually doing it.I wasn't going to leave him helpless with the rogues; he wasn't alone, but he was at a great disadvantage, and I wasn't a fool who would run off crying for help.The boy may be a haughty jerk, but he's too noble for him to realize it himself, so I like him already, my she-wolf said, and I shook my head at her comment.Of all the things she could say in this position, I wasn't expecting that one, though the truth was that she was right, albeit that it surprised me. William was trying not only to get me to safety, even though he considered me an outcast, as he had rightly said minutes before, but he was seeking to protect the members of the pack who could not take care of themselves.That was not only noble; i