Chapter 1

That smell, I know that smell anywhere, that's the scent our soon to be Alpha female Savannah Rivers. Oddly I love that scent, it's intoxicating. I took another deep breath as I saw her white paws appear under my face. I looked up showing my respect, after all she will be Alpha soon, and right now she's searching for her mate.

Once a week all weres above the age of 15 who do not have their mates must come and stand in a row for inspection. Male or female they don't care and by they I mean the Alpha's they search every wolf for a marking that matches one of Savannah's.

You see when your "inner wolf" they call it feels ready to show who your mate is not only do you feel an incredible desire for that person you share the same markings on your fur. Savannah's wolf is a beautiful glossy black, her markings white and they are on all her paws and half of her left ear is white as well as the tip of her tail. My personal favorite part of her unique markings is the line down the center of her snout ending at her black nose.

As she walks past me I look at all her markings wishing I had unique ones like her, but not only have I not shown my markings I am also a lonely submissive. For those that doesn't know what that means it means I am the lowest on the Werewolf food chain. I'm the one they call when they need grunt work or if they just need to get anger out.

I sigh as I see her tail vanish behind the long line of wolves. All different colors, brown, black, tan, or like me white, I'm a pure white wolf which would be fine if I wasnt a submissive, everything shows up, dirt, blood, you can see it on my fur.

I looked up and saw Savannah standing next to her father the Alpha. She was looking down and gave a small shake of her head telling him she didn't find her mate. The Alpha barked one signaling us that we can leave till next week. I stood still looking at Savannah. She looked so sad. I felt her pain, 17 years old and no mate yet.

-Hello, Taylor? Are you comming?- I heard my brother Andy say through our telepathic werewolf thing. I dont know why we have it but whatever. At least its only to the people we're close to and not the whole pack.

-Yeah- I said back my brothers Andy and Alex were twins their wolves were grey.

I followed behind them with my head hung low as usual. Everyone knows I'm a submissive and by pack law everyone has a right to well basically use me and my brothers cant even stop it. There are some rules to my benefit. Rule one, no one can kill me except for the Alpha if he/she had a reason. Rule two, no one can abuse me sexually. I am so thankful for that rule, they just added it because that's how the last female submissive died, excessive abuse physically.

-Hello? Earth to Taylor?- Alex said pulling me from my thoughts.

-What?-

-We asked what you thought of the Alpha's daughter?-

I gave them a puzzled look -What do you mean?-

They stopped and turned around and looked at me. I looked around and we were the only wolves left out here in the forest.

-We saw you looking at her.- Andy said.

-Yeah did you see how sad she looked- I said back what were they thinking, I was checking her out or something.

-T on a scale of 1-10 how hot would you rate her?-

11.. Wow why the hell would I even think of saying that.

-0 I'm not gay- I said and they turned back around and continued walking. I shook my head clearing it like an etch-a-scetch and followed them back to the house. We were walking up the steps when our mom came running out of the house

"No No NO! Look at your damn paws!" she yelled.

My instincts kicked in and I flinched and I felt my ears go back scared.

"Oh honey," she walked passed the boys and came to me. The boys went to the back door and my mother pet my head. "I'm sorry I yelled, I forget how skid-dish you can be." she spoke in a soft voice.

This was weird, she never does this. My parents hate me. Why would someone be proud of a submissive.

She stood up and left. I walked to the back door and went through the dog door to the laundry room. I shifted and picked up a pair of sweats and tank top and headed up stairs to my room hoping my dad wont say anything. four steps, five steps, yes I'll get passed I thought.

"Taylor!" My father yelled up the stares and made me flinch. I turned around and kept my eyes low.

"Sir?" I said in a small voice.

"Did she find her mate yet?" he asked.

"No, she didn't" I said. He walked away.

Conversation over I guess. I ran up the rest of the steps and went into my room and flopped down on my bed laying my head on my pillow.

Will I ever find my mate? I think to myself.

Your mate is supposed to protect and care for you no matter what, and yet I find it hard to believe the mate of a submissive would even accept me. I sigh and sit up on my bed deciding on taking a shower.

I get up and walk into my bathroom, I stop and look at the girl staring back at me, those brownish grey eyes staring back at me, with light brown hair past my shoulder and standing at 5'2". Yeah I know short, its the submissive in me.

I'm so....plain I need something to bring me out of the ordinary.

*But then you'll just get beat up* my wolf says, and she's right I need to stay plain it'll keep me safer.

I walk over to my shower turn it on the red "H" and stip out of the sweats and tank top and climb it letting the hot water massage the pain out of my body. I stand there and just let my body absorb the water while my mind wonders.

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