"I can't wait to find my mate," Isla sighed out in happiness and hope. I let out a hum. "Don't you wanna find yours?," she asked me as she plopped down on my bed.

I looked up at her from my magazine. I thought about the Alpha that arrived two days ago. It's been two days since I last saw him so I'm pretty sure he left. Thinking about it, I realised no one mentioned his name and that seems strange. He's my mate and I don't even know his name. I snapped out of my thoughts.

"I'm not really bothered," I shrugged. She didn't look pleased with the vague answer she was given. When I didn't elaborate, she gave up and began channel surfing on my tv.

"Alana! Isla!," my mom called us from downstairs. I gave her a confused look as I entered the kitchen. "Your father and I are going to the pack house for a meeting. I expect you girls to be on your best behaviour. Now, Liam won't be back until later. He's doing whatever boys do nowadays."

"Okay," we said at the same time.

As we watched my mom and dad drive away, Isla turned towards me. "What's wrong?," she asked me concerned. I looked at her confused. "I know that something is bothering you." Damn, I really am an open book.

"You're barely talking and eating. Tell me how I can help you." It's a miracle I got out of bed today. It was Isla that dragged me out of my bed and into the shower. If it was up to me, I would've stayed in my bed because that's where I feel safe and comfortable.

I ignored her and sat on the couch and put a random movie on Netflix. Neither of us were focusing on the movie, both of us deep in thought. Before I knew it, my parents were back and Isla bid me farewell as she travelled home. I went to bed drowning in my thoughts.

*******

"Alana! Can you come down?," my mom said sounding extra nice from the bottom of the stairs. I quickly got out of my closet and walked down the stairs. I stood there in confusion and shock as I see my mate stood in my living room. He seemed extremely uncomfortable and out of place as he let no emotions spill through. His defined face remained completely neutral and stoic. He glanced at me as I entered before resting his eyes on the wall, practically refusing to look at me.

Well douchebag, I don't want to look at you either.

"What's happening?," I asked as I kept my distance from him and my voice steady, not wanting it to tremble because I am really fucking nervous.

"He's your mate," my dad stated.

"Is he now?," I countered. I was hurt. I wanted him to know that but I also wanted him to know that what he did doesn't affect me even thought it does.

"He is taking you back home with him," my dad explained as he subtly glared at him. Don't cry, don't cry. I'm stronger than this. I'm not gonna let some douche make me feel like this. I've been through much worse.

"Why?," I asked my mate as I turned towards him avoiding his eyes. I was afraid to look in his eyes and to see them full of hate for me. It's a stupid fear, I know.

"My pack needs a Luna," he shrugged carelessly. I felt a stab at my chest when I failed to hear him calling me his mate. "We leave at 4pm. Pack your bags and be ready. We'll pick you up from here." He left after that without a goodbye.

"I'm not fucking leaving," I scoffed out, angry.

"You have no choice," my dad said before leaving the room. He was acting brave but I know deep down he didn't want me to leave. I sighed before I went upstairs and called Isla.

Within a couple of minutes, she was here. I explained the situation to her as she helped me pack. When I was finally done, it was time for me to leave. I was hoping that I'd be done early with an hour to spare so I could spend some time with everyone but I guess the universe hates me.

"I promise to try to call everyday," I said teary eyed as I hugged my mom. I can't imagine living far away from her and not seeing or hearing her in the morning. I thought that my 'mate' would've shouted at me to hurry up but to my surprise he didn't rush me.

"Who am I gonna annoy now!," my brother joked as he wrapped his arms around me. "I'll miss you." He ruffled my hair. I softly elbowed him with a groan as he burst out laughing as he moved away. I straightened my hair out just as my dad came towards me with his arms outstretched.

"If he hurts you-," my dad started as he held me tightly.

"I know," I laughed as I inhaled his scent for the last time for a while before I let go and moved towards Isla who had tears in her eyes.

"I hope you grow some boobs while I'm away," I teased Isla as I hugged her. My voice cracked at the end.

"I hope I do too. I'm gonna miss you," she sobbed as she held onto me refusing to let go.

"Don't start otherwise you're gonna set me off," I said as I wiped a stray tear from my cheek. She forced her self to let go of me with a lot of struggle. Just before I got into the car, I looked back at them all one last time. I waved and slid in the backseat, slamming the door closed.

I bit my lip to muffle the cries that were desperate to escape. I couldn't stop the tears from flowing. I looked at him through the side view mirror before realising he was already looking at me. I gave him a glare before moving away from the mirrors sight. I harshly wiped my tears away from my cheeks as I stared out of the window. Without knowing, I fell asleep.

"Wake up," he said gruffly as he roughly shook my shoulder. I looked up with wide, frantic eyes as I flinched away, gasping slightly. He acted like he didn't notice as he walked away. At least I think he acted.

I rushed out of the car and raced after him. We walked in silence through the darkness of his home. "You're sleeping here," he said as he showed me to a room that already had my bags in it. He left and closed the door behind him. At least we aren't sharing a room. That would've been torture. There was no point in me going to sleep now so I decided to organise my room the way I wanted it to be.

Hours later, the sun shined brightly through the velvet curtains. I realised that I was up all night. I looked at the finishing look before feeling an ounce of pride burst through me. I changed my clothes and got ready. A knock on the door caught my attention. I opened it to a girl. She was around my age, I'm guessing.

"Hey! I'm Olivia," she introduced herself. "This is Noah. He's the Gamma and I'm his mate."

"I'm Alana," I replied. "It's nice to meet you both." I'm guessing my mate told them to come here.

"You too," she replied as Noah gave me a warm smile. "We are your tour guides for today. To start with, we're gonna grab some breakfast." I quickly grabbed my phone before following them out of the house and to the pack house which was only tow minutes away.

We sat down at the dining table along with many other members who were staring at me strangely, clearly noticing an unfamiliar scent aka me. Olivia and Noah were talking about random things as I sat there quietly drinking my glass of water.

Ten minutes later, we were done eating pancakes. Olivia and Noah stayed true to their word and technically were my tour guides as they took me around the different buildings and introduced me to many people. I swear there is not a piece of this land that I have not explored.

Hours later, Noah had excused himself, claiming he had issues to deal with regarding the training. Olivia and Noah are complete opposites, he's shy and keeps to himself whereas she's more open. "Hey, what's his name?," I asked slowly.

"Who?," she asked confused.

"My mate..."

"It's Grayson," she replied, genuinely confused before letting out a scoff. "He's your mate yet he's not even told you his name?" I shook my head, no.

A blonde girl who was followed by two others approached us. "Who's this bitch?," she sneered at me as she spoke to Olivia.

"Definitely not from here," one of her friends chimed up.

"Well obviously," she scoffed out, making her friend shrink back.

"Don't you have things to do or whatever it is that sluts do?," Olivia said unaffected as she eyed her nails.

"Don't call me a slut," she snapped. "Slut-shaming was so 2016." I watched as she flipped her hair over her shoulder.

These girls were wearing clothes that were clearly either too tight or too small with enormous platform heels so they were clearly towering over us. Makeup was thrown on their face making it seem like they didn't even try to blend it in as it looked patchy.

"She's not wrong about the slut-shaming," I shrugged, trying to think of a nice way to say what I was about to say next. "But girl, come on, you gotta do something about that makeup. How about you just try and blend it?"

"Bitch," she screeched out just as she was going to pounce on me. I looked at her taken aback and I'm shock. I didn't think she'd have this reaction. I did try and say it in a nicer way.

"You trying to come for me?," I asked as I moved around and away from her.

"What do you think I'm trying to do now?," she scoffed out.

"Come for me then bitch," I challenged her as I stayed still in once place. She came for me but missed as I swiftly moved to the side. "Are you getting tired? I've only just started with you," I snarled out as I let a punch break her nose. I pulled my hand back to shake it off but the only thing that seemed to be covering my hand was her foundation.

She screamed before attempting to pounce on me again. People gathered around to watch. Noah came out of nowhere and pulled the girl away by her waist. "Bye!," I waved at her with a fake smile as she was dragged away.

"How the fuck did we get there?," I asked Olivia, genuinely confused on how we ended up in a physical fight as we walked back to my mates house. She let out a laugh before linking our arms together.

"I think we're going to become real good friends," she said to me with a smile.