All Chapters of When Two Wolves Collide: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

         The sound of my phone had awoken me from my peaceful sleep. I rolled over reached my hand out, and grab my phone, once I had it in my hand, I open my eyes to see that it was Journee calling me, and I immediately pick up the phone."Hey Journee, what's wrong?""Hey sis, nothing wrong, I got some exciting news, I found my mate Tiff.""Ok Journee, you don't have to scream in my ear.""Sorry Tiff, I'm just so excited about finding him, I could not wait to tell you.""Well Journee, you could have waited, and told me about this later. Do you have any idea what time it is?""Again I'm sorry Tiffanye, I just wanted you to be the first to know, I'll be having my mate ceremony soon.""Congrats Journee, I'm proud of you, just let me know when, and I will be there.""That's another reason why I call you, I need you to help me plan my ceremony.""Journee, I don't know nothing about planning c

   Morocco eyes were wide because he was in shock at what I revealed to him. I knew what he was thinking, before he could say anything, I was the first to speak. “You don’t have to worry, I dance at a club back home, no one became suspicious of me, so you can relax”.Morocco replies “It’s just I cannot believe it, you look Twenty-one”“Yeah, I get that a lot, so it wants to be a problem, people already think that I’m older so it works out for the both of us.”“Would you give me, and the guys a minute to talk it over?” Morocco asks.“Sure, I go ahead and get dressed,” I said walking away leaving them to talk. In the dressing room, I put my clothes on and headed back out to the front. When I got there the men stood there waiting for me, Morocco was the first to speak.“Hey Tiffanye, me, and the guys had talked it over, and we decided that you are hir

       Tiffanye POV:   In a few minutes, I will be pulling up to my old pack. I dreaded coming back to this place, because of all the bad memories I had to endure here with the people that I call my family. Also, another bad memory that keeps surfacing in my head is the night I and my ex-mate rejected each other, I still remember the aftermath of it.   Flashback: I open the door walk into the house, and close it behind me. I started heading up the stairs, before I could walk up “Where the hell have you been?” I turned around to see that it was my father standing there with an angry look on his face, and arms folded. He gave off a look like he wanted to rip me to pieces, my relationship with my parents is not a good one at all. I never understood why they resent me so much? I never did anything wrong, I always respected my parents. But it was never good enough for them, they just ignore me because in thei

       Tiffanye POV:I was in a deep sleep when I felt someone shake my arm, I opened my eyes to see that it was Journee standing there. I wiped my eyes, I looked at her again, there I see Journee in an emerald green short sleeve dress, her hair in a half-up ponytail with spiral curls. She was wearing pearl earrings with a matching necklace; the final touch was her lips were perfect with red lipstick.“Hey what up Journee?”“Time to get up, we have thirty minutes before we go to the packhouse,” Journee replied.“I slept that long?’“You must be real tired Tiffanye? Anyway, get ready; I’ll be waiting for you downstairs,” Journee said.Once Journee had left, I got up, heading into my bathroom to shower. When I came out, I grabbed one of my bags, looking for something to wear. I finally decided to wear blue jeans with torn knees, a white beater, and a blue denim s

    Tiffanye POV:   When I made it outside I went behind a tree, remove my clothes, and shifted when done I grab my clothes and begin running into the forest. I was so angry that I felt I was going to lose control, the nerve of my parents, and that idiot Roderick. Interrogating me like that, I was truly hoping after five years of being gone, that they would at least had changed, but that dream had long sailed, now all I feel is hate towards them, all the pain they put me through just flash before me.    Jezebelle is angrier than I am she wanted blood, and I would have been glad to give it to her. If Journee would not stop me it would probably end up in a blood bath. I finally, stop running when I saw a lake, I headed over and drank some water. Once I had enough I sat down, watching as the light from the moon reflected in the water. I felt myself relaxing, I did not know how long I say there, and suddenly I pick up on another scent, i