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Here I'm.

Standing as a wolf in my own homeland.

A land I once left

So I could become stronger.

A worthy daughter of my father.

But when I stood on that cliff. Watching over the city, something smelled new.

Something different.

The pack.

My home

Has changed.

I'm a shifter. A wolf. I was born with a heart of a human, and the soul of a wolf. Or, as humans usually call us... Werewolves. As wolves, there's a lot of perks, but also a lot of consequences.

the worst of them, is the mating season.

A season where all wolves get lost in wildest desires.

Letting loose the wild beast within, and most of all, fulfill their needs by having sex with other Hazed wolves.

I'm not like them.

I'm a dominant she wolf.

Born of a pure Alpha.

I can't afford to lose control against something so simple as the Haze.

After all these years

Being apart from my family

My home

I'm finally back, where I truly belong.

Moonlight Coast.

A wolf

A big wolf with the size of a horse, walking through the populated streets is all the humans could see.

In their eyes, I was the beast among them. A wild animal covered in brown, golden fur and glowing blue eyes, just like the sky and ocean.

A monster who should be chased away, or exterminated by the higher forces.

But my kind will never surrender to them.

We have the power to hide our true form, by shifting into humans.

A body reflecting who we truly are.

Free souls.

I stop walking, pointing my wet, sensitive nose up in the air

sniffing.

my fluffy, pointy ears twitched of a sound that hides under the traffic noise and indistinct blabber

A sweet, yet dangerous voice appeared above me

I gaze upward to the closest building, and noticed a beautiful woman at my age, sitting on the rooftop.

staring at me with a smile on her flawless face. Those hazel brown eyes of hers pierced mine with challenge. But it wasn't a shared do or die glance

it's more a common sceptical gaze shared between two stranger wolves.

She giggle

As the tension between us subdued, I stand on the same spot with calmness floating over me.

Jenna's round, wise eyes dilated hearing my name

I tilt my head in wonderment

My ears points straight forward

Jenna shrugs

My nose wrinkle and my sharp teeth shines forth

I growl

But it didn't scare this foolhardy dog one bit

She suddenly fell into a pit of laughter

As I look closer, the scent of her starts to make sense.

She isn't a ordinary she wolf

She is the mate of the Alpha.

A dominant wolf who should be respected, feared and admired more than any other females.

Even though she's the Alpha's bitch, it didn't bother me at all.

On the contrary

I wasn't impressed, or scared one bit.

She flashed a grin, and shoved herself down from the rooftop. Landing few meters away from me.

Jenna threw her long, straight dark brown hair behind her shoulder

Her style is simple yet gorgeous. Wearing a pink flower blouse, which is transparent and shows off the valley of her boobs and black bra. Those fitted ripped jeans looks tight against her legs and a*s, with nice ankle boots made of leather.

She walked past me, with some tricky smile on her face

She stops in her tracks

I followed Jenna, the bitch to the new Alpha of my homeland.

I couldn't deny the deep emotions warming inside of my trembling wolf body.

Disappointment.

Anger.

Anticipation.

Although, a little part of me was hoping the new Alpha is my big brother.

Or... Half brother.

Thor Alska Fang.

But the closer we got to the Pack House - Where the Alpha is doing his responsibility to maintain order, safety and power in its right state -

I could feel my paws quiver under me

My heartbeat rising.

Senses runs crazy.

Whoever this Alpha is, he's undoubtedly strong.

I could feel his power...his strength to rule long before we walked trough the gates of the Pack House.

This wolf...

Isn't a normal one.

I came to question, breaking an awkward silence that's been going on longer than necessary.

Then I thought: "Five years isn't much...could it be she's a Western wolf?"

She jogs up the few stairs to the flat balcony greeting us, and stops right in front of the dark brown door

She's lying.

I've been training to control my powers in any way possible. I know exactly how to hide my scent, and emotion from other wolf's nose.

And most importantly, hiding my identity from unfriendly wolves.

She tries to stare me down as the dominant wolf she think she is.

but I didn't budge

and neither did she.

Suddenly, she breaks eye contact and laughed

I just stand there with the same glare as before. Waiting for her to finish laughing like an idiot.

And by that, she swings the door wide open, shouting in

As I follow Jenna inside the mansion, my eyes fall on three persons in the spacious, lit hall.

All three of them glows in outstanding aura of confidence and potential.

But the one in the middle, which is the shortest one in height, is sparkling in power so far above the peak, no one can reach it.

He must be the Alpha.

Jenna trots happily over to the short guy

He mumble in something that sounded like curiosity, but could as well be something else.

Taking few steady steps forward, giving me a rather cold, stabbing glare

My eyes wander across his structure and form.

Those grey eyes penetrated mine with ease, it literally caught me off guard. And by the looks of that straight raven black hair, styled in a slight undercut and bangs - he must be a pure black wolf.

He wears a cravat at the collar of his white shirt. A black leather jacket and pants, with matching shoes. A silver necklaces with a wolf fang is hanging down at his muscular chest.

I could tell, even by looking at his clothes, that this man is practically made out of muscles.

At my blunt question, the entire room went silent

The Alpha's eyes were now scanning me from top to bottom. Taking in my scent from distance.

I step forward, growling impatiently