Chapter 1

Annette's POV

"Wake up Annette!" I hear my mother call from the other room, dragging me out of my dream. "I'm up mom!" I yell back sleepily. I have never been a morning person, sometimes my mom wakes me just because she says I've been sleeping too long. I can't help it, I love sleep, more importantly I love dreaming, usually. This dream was a particular sad one, it was of my girlfriend Daniella who died in a car accident in the human town a year ago, I still don't understand it since she was a werewolf as well, omega or not I didnt't think it should have killed her. I'm pretty sure her spirit visits me in my dreams sometimes, it always feels so real. I miss her more than anything, I really loved that woman and her death sent me into a spiral of depression, I am getting better though.  That's actually when I moved back in with my mother, when I lost Daniella it broke me down and I didn't want to do anything, not even get out of bed.

Oh I should probably intorduce myself, my name is Annette ,I am part of the Neptune Moon Pack, its a nod to the God Triton I assume since we are right by a sea.  I am 22 with shoulder length auburn hair, my eyes are a hazel color, i think, I'm not really sure they tend to change colors and theres a hue of orange in one eye, most people would assume my eyes are green though. I have pale skin with freckles and I am pretty short, 5'3 to be exact, I am strong but also have curves, I have always been a curvier woman, not super thin but most the guys seem to like it, I hear the comments as I go by. I am also an Omega, I have never been your "typical" omega though, I am fiesty, stubborn, and hate being told what to do, blame it on the red locks I guess. I moved out on my own at just 18 shortly after my wolf Andromeda woke up, omegas rarely do that, and it's even more rare for an unmated wolf to leave their family home, but I enjoy being independant and only answering to myself. I have a free loving spirit, I love who I love no matter the gender and can be loyal to fault. Andromeda, or Meda as I call her, has shown me so much support and love and really helps give me the confidence I need when I'm feeling low, it pained her when my girlfriend died, she loved her as well even though she wasn't my fated mate. Mate.. who knows if I'll ever find that person. Shit...I'm gonna be late if I dont't get up. 

I hop out of bed and start getting ready, I straighten out my naturally curly thick hair, I prefer it tamed, it makes my hair more  manageable, I put on my makeup with my infamous winged eyeliner and top it off with mascara on my lashes. Winged eyeliner is literally part of my staple, almost as important as my red hair. I pull half my hair up into a pony tail and make sure to leave a few face framing pieces out. My appereacne is important to me, I may be an omega but I still want to look good. "ooo looking good girl!" Meda says in my mind. She always says we're sexy, it makes me blush even though its just my wolf.  I work as a bartender at a resturant in the human town, also rare for a wolf but I enjoy it, I would rather be in town working with humans who don't judge me for being an "omega" since they don't know about our existence, a few girls I work with have become really good friends of mine, and I have a few regualrs, older gentlemen, they have become good friends as well, it doesn't hurt that they are wonderful tippers. I get in my little car, it's not much but it get me to where I need to be and arrive to work right on time.

Just as I finish setting up the bar the way I like it I hear "Ahh there she is! My number one bartender, where you been girl?!" I turn around to see Sean, one of my regulars sitting down wearing what looks like a golfing outift, he usually golfs before coming in for a bite he's the sweetest guy, he knows about my girlfriend passing away and sent me a huge thing of sympahty flowers while I was out of work. "Hey old man! I've just been running wild the past couple days, breaking hearts and taking names, ya know the usual" I say jokingly with a smile, "Don't break too many hearts, I don't think I own enough guns to stop them all" Sean says with a smile and laugh. I get Seans drink and food while other customers start piling in, some of my regular crew comes in after Sean making for a great day in tips, exactly what I needed. I am trying to save money while I live with my mom, I 'd love to go to a college and get a real career, who knows, maybe even live amoungst the humans. I mean, I may live longer and age a bit slower than them but I find humans so refreshing, its better than being in a pack with old dated views on women and ranking. I have to get permission from the Alpha of course so I don't get labeled a rouge wolf, there's nothing worse than that, I mean don't get me wrong, I don't care to be apart of a pack but, being rouge makes you a target everywhere you go and I'd rather not spend my life looking over my shoulder. Plus Meda is insistent we speak to Alpha, she's got a temper like me but she still likes to follow the rules, "as best as she can" is what she always tell me. 

Its late when I get back to my mothers home on pack territory, she is already sleeping, my sister is off living with her mate and being the golden child, and my father passed away when I was 12. So its's just me up right now and man I miss my dad so much, he would defintly be up with me right now, eating ice cream and watching horror movies we love so much. "Lets go for a run Annette, I need to strectch my legs" Meda tells me, she always knows when I'm feeling down. "Ok, but please don't roll in the mud this time girl, that smell stinks for days after" I tell her, "haha ok but I can't promise anything" she snorts back. Thats my girl, Meda is so like me it's ridiculous. 

I go outside and take my clothes off once I reach the tree line, I hate shifting in clothes, I am cheap and don't like spending money if I have perfectly fine stuff already. I fall back and let Meda take control, it's not painful anymore, thank goodness. Once shifted she immediatley takes off sprinting, Meda loves to run, I enjoy it as well, its a feeling of freedom we both get as the wind blows through her fur, like we could just fly away and go where our hearts desire. She stops at slow flowing river coming off the sea that flows through the territory and drinks from it, I can see her reflection looking back at me, Meda is average in height for a wolf, has auburn fur, like my hair but slightly more red, her eyes glow a bright green and the orange hue we have glows so bright right at the bottom of her pupil, it reminds me of fireworks, there's even a trail of yellow that comes off bottom of the orange "Meda we really are something special" I say to her, "I know" she says confidently, "We have ALWAYS been special girl"