(10 Years later)

Today is the first day of Grad School and I'm going to prove everyone wrong.

Today is when I show my classmates what I'm actually made of, no more hiding away who I am.

I deserve a slot on this team, I was born to be on it. I've just got to keep focused.

I blow the long strand of dark hair out of my eyes before rolling my shoulders and then my neck before I do a few jumps on the spot to try and get rid of the tension in my body.

I want this, I need this.

My eyes scan over the large, grassed arena where everyone from my year is separated off into groups showcasing their skills in the hopes to be the next big thing in our pack. Once you've graduated school at eighteen, you're thrown straight into grad summer school where your skills are tested and you're pushed to your limits, at the end of the three months stay at the complex our leaders will pick what job routes you be assigned too. For a pack to run well you need everything from warriors, healers, teachers, cooks to cleaners. Everyone must take their place. You can challenge your job role at the end, but many wolves never change career paths once they're allocated by the Alpha, Beta or Gamma.

Everyone here expects that I'm going to go down the teaching route because of my grades. But fuck that, I want what every wolf wants. I want in the Warriors unit, the elite of the elite. Just like my mom was on.

My eyes scan the field when I spot the three wolves that I'm most anxious to impress. Alpha Drake, Gamma Cole and of course Beta Jay.

Alpha Drake is seriously good looking, he has dirty blonde hair that's always messy and half braided up, his bright blue eyes pierce right through you whenever they fix upon you. The guys built like a mythical Viking and has all the unmated females running after him trying to catch his eye, but as rumour goes he has yet to find a suitable Luna from the pack. His twin brother Lucas is the Alpha to another pack way up into the northern mountains, they look identical but have very different personalities. We're allied to them but it's a shaky allegiance as Lucas is such an asshole.

Then there's Gamma Cole, third in command to the pack. Totally ruthless on the battlefield and highly skilled in all forms of combat, he makes a formidable leader to the pack's enforcers and warrior units. Admittedly, he's painfully good looking with dark chocolate hair and stormy blue eyes not to mention that he's built like a warrior god. However, the guys as cold as ice and is known to give his cadet groups hell at grad school. Out of the three I'm hoping to avoid being assessed by him as much as possible and stay off his radar.

And last, but certainly not least is Beta Jay.

My Beta Jay.

I've loved Jay for so many years I can't even count them anymore. He's slenderer than the Alpha and the Gamma, but still totally ripped in all the right places. His dark red hair hasn't changed much since we were kids, always flicking in his sinful bright green eyes. The man is just beautiful. Not only is he a powerful second in command, but he's also well respected in the pack as someone whose always fair and hardworking...if only he'd even look at me. Ever since the day of the funeral, Jay has stayed away. I know he feels guilty for what happened that day back in the woods and he was punished unmercifully by his father for being out by pack borders. However, I just wished he'd just talk to me, acknowledge me at least. Unless maybe he's forgotten about me after all this time? My one hope is that I'm put onto his team...

"Adams, Benson, Clark, Green, Harries and Jones. You six are up next." Shouts over Gamma Cole and my heart literally sinks.

Taking a deep breath, I readjust my ponytail and smooth down my large gym top and head over to wear Jackass Cole is standing with his arms crossed over, looking bored. As I pass Beta Jay, my heart picks up pace, fluttering madly in my chest just hoping he'll look up from his clipboard and notice me after all this is the closest we've been near each other for nearly ten years. However, no such luck, he's laser focused on whatever he's reading.

I pull into rank and side glance at my other team mates to see if they look as nervous as I am, but everyone looks composed and focused. Shit, I'm on the same team as Clark. Theo Clark has given me nothing but grief my entire childhood, total prick but also top of his class in combat skills. I just know that Gamma Cole will love this guy. What a fucking start!

"The Warriors Elite is my team. To make it on my team you not only need to prove to me how badass you are, you need to also prove to me that you are the best of the best. Weak wolves will be sent to the kitchens to make my dinner." He grins.

The group I'm in all laugh at Gamma Cole joke, but what he says strikes a chord. My dad's a cook in this pack now he's too old to work the farm. It's an important role, so without thinking I shoot him a look of disgust before I look forward again remember this is not the time to fall out with one of the three leaders, but too late, the Gamma's spotted me.

Coming right up into my face he looks me up and down with a smirk on his lips. "Not funny huh? Let me guess, ya mommy's a cook." He says condescendingly

Another chord struck, this time I glare at him and bare my teeth, but this just seems to make Gamma Coles smile grow.

"Don't worry, not everyone in this pack can be a hero. I'm sure your mommy does her best mashing potatoes and baking cakes" Gamma Cole taunts.

"Fuck you." I seethe. My wolf eyes flare silver for a second before i's able to push her back down, but Gamma Cole just chuckles as I hear my group gasp at my disrespect for the third in command. No one disrespects any of the three leaders.

What's your name?" Cole says as he looks over his clipboard with amusement.

"Green, Alice Green." I grit out.

"Alice? Well OK 'Wonderland'. Your first task is to strip and shift when I tell you!" He grins.

My eyes go wide and the anger I was feeling turns to fear. "Shift? I'm not really supposed to...I mean...you want ...want me to take off my clothes?" I stutter out looking around in panic.

Gamma Cole gets back right into my face.

"Strip. You're just tits and pussy. Everyone here has seen it all before. If you want to be a warrior being naked around the other warriors is something you'd have to get used to. You think you have time to hide behind a fucking tree to change if we have a rogue on our land. So, strip and shift or fail the first test." Gamma Cole says seriously as he looks down his nose at me.

I dare not even side glance at my classmates as I can already feel their heated stares boring into me waiting to see what I'm going to do. With my eyes still fixed on Gamma Cole, I take a deep breath and kick off my trainers as I hear someone nearby snicker, straight away I know It's Clark. Closing my eyes for a briefest of seconds to muster up my courage I slowly slide down my training leggings, so my lower half is exposed apart from my black cotton pants. I've only ever ran my wolf out on our farmlands, but I guess things are different at grad school.

Cole says nothing as he just watches me undress with my cheeks burning up. Trembling now I pull off my large t-shirt off my head, so I'm stood just in my sports bra and pants. My t-shirt slowly falls from my fingertips and onto the floor at my feet. Gamma Cole raises an eyebrow as if to question if I'm going to continue or not. Fuck him, I can't fail this test. Blowing out a long steady breath, I reach around to the back of my sports bra...

"What's going on here?" Beta Jay growls and my head snaps to the side to look at him as he strides over to our team.

Gamma Cole rolls his eyes and turns to face Beta Jay. "Meeting my new recruits." He smirks.

Beta Jay looks me up and down with a pained look on his face then shoots Gamma Cole a look off disgust before grabbing up my t-shirt off the floor and throwing it to me. "Get your clothes on."

In less than a heartbeat I pull my T-shirt back on and pull it down low to try and cover my ass. I grab my leggings and race to put them on as well. My eyes stinging, desperate for me to let tears fall, but I hold them back even when I hear my classmates laughing at me.

"You know we don't test this for another three weeks Cole. Wolf training starts at the end of the month." Beta Jay growls as he shoulder slams past Gamma Cole, but once again Cole just chuckles before his eyes settle back onto me.

"You fucking pig." I seethe as I pull on my trainers and get back onto my feet.

My group gasps once more than goes silent as Cole paces forward and wraps a hand around my throat and pulls me close to his face. My lips are so close to his that I can feel his breathe. My heart pounds against my chest when I see Coles eyes shine bronze as his wolf peers down at me.

"I'm not a pig. I'm-the-big-bad-wolf." He mutters with a predatory glint in his eye. "I will test as I see fit and if you continue to disrespect me, I will make your life a living hell. Weak wolves are a liability Wonderland and it's my job to weed them out. Got it?" He scowls before he releases me, and I stumble backwards on instinct I start to rub my neck.

I take a deep breathe to calm my anger. Fuck I hate this guy. "Got it, Gamma Cole."