Chapter one

Lillias POV

The temptation of the forest by my home was too great, it was calling to me, but I needed to be here. Bound to my house for the day as my parents were making sure the weekend festivities for my eighteenth birthday were well underway. In my community not only was the eighteenth birthday a great deal, it was when the moon goddess and the sun god would finally allow us strength and closure, the moon goddess Selene would grant me a wolf and her brother Helios the sun god would find me my mate. 

I hope my albino appearance won't deter my mate, with my bright white hair and white iris’s. I am the first child from an Alpha and Luna to be born with this condition, we are direct descendants of the sun god himself, most of our blood line hold special abilities but I am the family freak, an abnormality. This didn’t stop my parents loving me and being overprotective, my pack however was a different story. Here at the Leven mountain pack in Scotland most of our pack members have auburn hair so I am defiantly an abnormality, werewolves are normally the vision of perfection, no blemishes, no birthmarks and jeesh I don’t even think I have seen one of us with glasses, we are meant to be created perfect in every single way, so why am I so different.

“Lill!” I heard my father Alpha Angus Robertson call from the pack field, which was being turned into a very pink and purple event venue.

“Papa?” I called as I tried to find him amid the balloons, feather boas and everything else my mother had pulled together for this event.

“Lilli I’m by this strange looking bloody ice sculpture, what the hell was your mam thinking?”, I finally found my father with his dark brown eyes, bright auburn hair and a horrid look on his face as he stood next to a hideous ice sculpture of a wolf, it looked like it was sitting on its hind legs howling, like what the hell? My mam had defiantly got this from the humans that lived in the town over the hill, the fucking thing had red dye or something dripping from its mouth to make it look like it had just ripped something apart, which would explain the dead looking rabbit at its feet also in ice. My mam was fuming at the ice sculpture, but the party was later that evening, there was no time to change it, not that I wanted the damm party in the first place, my dad had invited the alpha’s, Luna’s and their of age children from around the united kingdom, except one alpha from Manchester.

This particular pack tried to wage war with our pack as they wanted our territory as a holiday spot for their pack, my father took the issue to the Alphas council, Alpha Anton Dragan argued with the council until he couldn’t argue anymore, him, his Luna Sophie and their six children wouldn’t get their holiday home and they have held this grudge for over four years now. In packs its tradition that the eldest takes the role of alpha when we reach twenty-one but in the silver sun pack, Alpha Anton hasn’t given his eldest Rupert  this right, telling people he isn’t ready, every pack knows the real reason is that his Luna Sophie just wants to stay in power, Alpha Anton’s eldest is from his first mate or destined mate, Sophie however is his chosen mate after his first mate died in a rogue attack, it broke Anton’s heart and made him into the monster he is today.

Mates are made for each other or so my parents tell me and unless you have very good reason, you should never reject your mate. This act could kill you alone, you feel every emotion, every bit of pain through the bond, even before fully mated.

My parents felt the need to explain the whole mate bond to me the day before my party and what exactly it entailed, to say I wasn’t looking forward to being marked was a understatement, that’s if my mate didn’t reject me because of my odd appearance.

“Papa the sculpture isn’t so bad” I chuckle to him, “maybe not what mama thought it would look like but its still a wolf”, this is the most feared alpha in the lands but yet I could make him laugh, I guess it was one of my talents as his eldest and only daughter.

“PAPA!!” came a bold voice from the other side of the field, my little brother Rory must have finally got out of his bed, Shaw, Rory’s wolf was black with blue streaks, he was larger than the average werewolf, but with every new generation our wolves get slightly bigger and with him in line to be the next Alpha of our pack it was rather important for him to be bigger. For some reason males got their wolves the first full moon after their sixteenth but wouldn’t be mated until the full moon after their twenty-first, where females got both at their first full moon on or after their eighteenth. My father walked to find Rory, still laughing at my comment over the sculpture

I couldn’t wait to meet my wolf, tonight being the first full moon and my birthday, something should happen.

‘I wish I could join you sooner’,

Who the hell was that? I thought looking around, no one was around me they was all too busy running about with orders off their Luna, my beautiful mother, mama was a picture, her curly red hair fell to just above her butt, If she straightened it, it would be down to her knees easily, her skin was as soft as silk and flawless not even a freckle on her. The mate mark on her neck where her shoulder and neck met was the only mark she had, my father’s mark made my mama’s skin look even more beautiful, the silver mark where my father bite her to complete the mating process was a mark totally unique to them, father had a mark on his neck too from my mama. When I ask about it all they say was “Lillias don’t worry about it yet, it’s a mate bond thing”.

“We’ve got two hours left, let’s get this looking right please everyone, Lill’s eighteenth needs to be special!” shouted my mother, an alpha in her own right, making me stop my search for the voice I heard, “Lill what the hell are you doing down here? The hairdresser should be here to sort your hair while the nail technician gives them nail beds a good seeing too! Now off you pop and go get ready, Tasha should be here with some dresses soon for you too look at”. Turning on my heels, I stropped back to the pack house, up the three flights of stairs, where the nail tech and the hairdresser was waiting for me, not like they would be able to fix my bland look but they could try.

Tasha came barrelling threw the door with her strawberry blonde hair wrapping round her face, which made me chuckle, she’s so clumsy to say she’s a wolf too, I’m sure even her wolf Lola has two left front paws. “so, miss’, I’ve got a good couple of choices for you either way your going to look drop dead gorgeous. There is this black glittery, halter neck, high leg slit? Then there is this purple sweetheart neckline, knee length beauty, slightly longer at the back but it does have a built-in bra?

Lastly there is this blush pink Ashlynn ballgown covered in beautiful sequins, plunging neckline, a low back, a sultry thigh-high split and an overskirt which by the way I think is absolutely perfect!”

Tasha loves shopping where as I, I hate it, if I had a choice for the night I would be in my baggy ripped jeans and my bon-jovi t-shirt. I don’t like the attention as I get enough just with my hair and eyes.

“Don’t you think you’ve over done it a bit here Tash? I mean they are nice but….” Before I had the chance to finish my mother walked in my room. “Oh Tasha, these are amazing where are the shoes and accessories?” I sat back in the chair and let the hairdresser finish what she was doing, I honestly didn’t care as long as I could get through at least half the night before my first shift.

My mother ended up picking the blush pink dress with a diamante necklace set, white three inch wedges and a white clutch bag, I personally think its too many light colours and the slit up my left leg felt like it was showing too much, this dress was practically see through, I was going to have to wear my white lace French panties and matching push up bra, all my other underwear was black, it would be seen straight away.

My nails are fully manicured, my hair is up in a bridal style pinned up curly mess with a tiara. I looked like a dam princess, what was my parents thinking of, I don’t want this, I just want a simple life. I guess its time to put on a show, just as the thought I had five minutes to wipe most of the crap off my face, “LILL” bellowed my father “it’s time!”

In the two hours it took for me to get ready, my mother has managed to get an imperial staircase leading down from my balcony onto a stage, I will give this to my parents, they know how to throw a party. ‘it won’t be much longer Lillias’ who the hell is that, defiantly female, her voice is a little high pitched. There was no one else in the room, a tap on the door takes me away from the voice that I have now heard twice today. “Lillias are you ready?” I glanced at myself in the mirror one last time. “Yes, Papa I’m ready, you can come in”, my father strutted into my bedroom in a black tux, this hair a ruffled mess on top of his head but it suits him, like bedhead but styled, I have never seen an Alpha cry, but I could see my father holding back his tears, Alpha Angus was trying not to cry. “you my Daughter look absolutely beautiful, what did I deserve to have such a bright, intelligent, beautiful daughter?” now it was my turn to hold back the tears, I could feel them trying to escape my eyes, “ready Lill?”

“ready Papa”, he led me out of the French doors to my balcony, there is steps up to the glass balustrade. A handrail was erected either side, me and my father would have to separate to go down to the stage below and we would meet in the middle if everything went to plan, to say its my mothers plan it should do. Suddenly I hear the master of ceremonies, “I would like to announce the arrival of the birthday girl, Miss Lillias Robertson, who turns eighteen today. Big round of applause please.”

I put my arm through my fathers so we are linked, we get to the split in the stairs, this is where everything could go wrong.