He was their alpha and they were his family. In some recess of his mind, he had long lost memories of his true family but for multiple centuries he had not thought of them because he had not needed to. He would do anything for his family; he would do unthinkable deeds just to keep his family safe. Including agreeing to a marriage to a woman he had never met. In all of his centuries, Adam never thought of himself as the type of to get married. He was always too busy keeping peace within his pack or protecting them from outside threats. When his thoughts did wander towards a significant other, and “settling” down, he always thought it would have been for love. Yet, here he stood with his hand grasping that of another alpha’s, sealing the agreement.
“I am so glad you see things my say, Adam the Hunter. My daughter will make you a good wife and our packs will be at peace.” The other alpha, Paul, dropped Adam’s hand.
“I am sure she will.” Adam’s reply was short and to the point. He was ready to leave the steady ice-blue stare of the other alpha. Standing in the presence of another, less dominate, alpha made his wolf rear its ugly head. Adam the wolf wanted nothing more than to make the other wolf submit, but he could not. There were humans in the room who were hired to kill him if he made a move to pin the other man. Adam had to admit, the weaker alpha had been smart. He had managed to trap the most dominate werewolf in the world into a corner. It pissed Adam off to no end.
There was no time to dwell on the implications of the meeting however; he had a class he had to teach in thirty minutes at the local college. It was a simple job, not one that his pack really understood, but he loved molding such young minds. Really his teaching was not much different from taking care of his pack. Today was the first day of the spring semester, which meant a whole new lecture hall filled with brand new faces.
It was five minutes past the time class started when Adam walked in. While his heart raced from running across campus to make it to the classroom before his students would start to leave his face, stride, and confidence did not show it. Adam walked into the classroom with a confident stride that screamed leader. His built body, toned from centuries of werewolf fights, wars, and constant gym visits, was barley hidden under his 500 dollar navy suite. Strands of wavy down hair had escaped from his ponytail and framed his face.
“Good morning, class! I am glad you all decided to wake up early this morning and take my mythological class. It is going to be an interesting semester.” The double meaning in his words made his confident walk waver for just a moment before he continued towards the white board. He would be meeting his soon to be wife when he got home. He wondered how his pack was going to react to the news. He hoped he would be there before she was….
Adam pushed a strand of lose, shoulder-length, hair behind his shoulder. “My name is Dr. Hunter and we are about to embark on an adventure of spookiness and fun. Let’s get started!” He turned his back to the class and began to write on the board.
Avril sat in the lounge of her father’s den. Tight jeans covered her toned legs, showing off her powerful muscles, and a red t-shirt hung loosely from her shoulders. As the doors to her father’s office opened, Avril uncrossed her legs and stood up, her toes curling into the soft carpet.
“What in the name of hell are you wearing, girl?” Her father greeted coldly.
“Clothing, father, have you never heard of such things before?” came her bighting response.
“Go put on something appropriate, child. You will be leaving in an hour. You are going to go live with your fiancé and plan your wedding.” With that comment he walked out of the room, his humans following obediently.
Red-painted lips formed an “o” and bright blue eyes watched her father walk through the room. Fiancé? Marriage? What was he talking about? Before she could recover from her shock, two mains had come to her side, both of them werewolves, and began to lead the young girl to her room. About half way up the stairs the shock wore off and Avril push the other two girls off of her.
“Let go of me!” She yelled. Her father had just sold her off to some random stranger?! Anger swelled inside her.
“Avril, your father promised you to another alpha to help your pack grow stronger. You should be proud and grateful! You are to be married to the strongest and most famous Alpha! Oh, what I wouldn’t give to marry him! Imagine the life you will have. You will be able to have anything you could ever desire!” The maid put her hand over her heart and sighed.
“I don’t want to marry for power!” Avril growled in a dangerously low voice.
“Insolent girl.” The other maid said as she grabbed Avril’s arm and started to drag her up the stairs. Avril resisted, putting her heels into the floor and pulling back. She felt a prick in her neck and the world went black.
The world she woke up to was moving. It took her a few minutes to get a feel of what was happening around her. It came in pieces. First that she was in the back of a limousine. Second, she was wearing a pink ball gown dress that completely clashed with her bright red hair. Third, she was being shipped off to be married. “There is no way in hell.” She mumbled to herself.
She allowed the anger to bubble up inside her. Her bones began to pop, her skin stretched, and pain rolled in waves over her body. She welcomed the pain and the change with joy. The pink dress tore and fell around her as she changed until she stood up over it on four legs. The last wave of pain fell away leaving a red-furred wolf where the girl had once been. Leaning back on her hind legs, Avril let out a long growl then leapt.
The glass seemed to freeze midair around her while the car continued to move forward at lightning speed. Then gravity took over. The ground rushed at her, and she barely had time to get her feet under her before she meet the unforgiving pavement. A sharp pain shoot through her front right paw making her whimper and fall into a roll, her body still moving with the impact. Glass landed around her, a few pieces lodging into her skin in various places. She whimpered again but her keen eyes spotted her ride coming to a halt further down the road. Time to go. Getting up was a slow and painful process but once she found her footing she darted into the tall grass. She ran through the tall grass as fast as her hurt paw could carry her. With no direction and a hope to escape her father, Avril pushed on. Before she knew it she busted onto another highway, and right into the middle of the road where vehicles swerved all around her as they attempted to avoid her.
“I am so glad you see things my say, Adam the Hunter. My daughter will make you a good wife and our packs will be at peace.” The other alpha, Paul, dropped Adam’s hand.
“I am sure she will.” Adam’s reply was short and to the point. He was ready to leave the steady ice-blue stare of the other alpha. Standing in the presence of another, less dominate, alpha made his wolf rear its ugly head. Adam the wolf wanted nothing more than to make the other wolf submit, but he could not. There were humans in the room who were hired to kill him if he made a move to pin the other man. Adam had to admit, the weaker alpha had been smart. He had managed to trap the most dominate werewolf in the world into a corner. It pissed Adam off to no end.
There was no time to dwell on the implications of the meeting however; he had a class he had to teach in thirty minutes at the local college. It was a simple job, not one that his pack really understood, but he loved molding such young minds. Really his teaching was not much different from taking care of his pack. Today was the first day of the spring semester, which meant a whole new lecture hall filled with brand new faces.
It was five minutes past the time class started when Adam walked in. While his heart raced from running across campus to make it to the classroom before his students would start to leave his face, stride, and confidence did not show it. Adam walked into the classroom with a confident stride that screamed leader. His built body, toned from centuries of werewolf fights, wars, and constant gym visits, was barley hidden under his 500 dollar navy suite. Strands of wavy down hair had escaped from his ponytail and framed his face.
“Good morning, class! I am glad you all decided to wake up early this morning and take my mythological class. It is going to be an interesting semester.” The double meaning in his words made his confident walk waver for just a moment before he continued towards the white board. He would be meeting his soon to be wife when he got home. He wondered how his pack was going to react to the news. He hoped he would be there before she was….
Adam pushed a strand of lose, shoulder-length, hair behind his shoulder. “My name is Dr. Hunter and we are about to embark on an adventure of spookiness and fun. Let’s get started!” He turned his back to the class and began to write on the board.
Avril sat in the lounge of her father’s den. Tight jeans covered her toned legs, showing off her powerful muscles, and a red t-shirt hung loosely from her shoulders. As the doors to her father’s office opened, Avril uncrossed her legs and stood up, her toes curling into the soft carpet.
“What in the name of hell are you wearing, girl?” Her father greeted coldly.
“Clothing, father, have you never heard of such things before?” came her bighting response.
“Go put on something appropriate, child. You will be leaving in an hour. You are going to go live with your fiancé and plan your wedding.” With that comment he walked out of the room, his humans following obediently.
Red-painted lips formed an “o” and bright blue eyes watched her father walk through the room. Fiancé? Marriage? What was he talking about? Before she could recover from her shock, two mains had come to her side, both of them werewolves, and began to lead the young girl to her room. About half way up the stairs the shock wore off and Avril push the other two girls off of her.
“Let go of me!” She yelled. Her father had just sold her off to some random stranger?! Anger swelled inside her.
“Avril, your father promised you to another alpha to help your pack grow stronger. You should be proud and grateful! You are to be married to the strongest and most famous Alpha! Oh, what I wouldn’t give to marry him! Imagine the life you will have. You will be able to have anything you could ever desire!” The maid put her hand over her heart and sighed.
“I don’t want to marry for power!” Avril growled in a dangerously low voice.
“Insolent girl.” The other maid said as she grabbed Avril’s arm and started to drag her up the stairs. Avril resisted, putting her heels into the floor and pulling back. She felt a prick in her neck and the world went black.
The world she woke up to was moving. It took her a few minutes to get a feel of what was happening around her. It came in pieces. First that she was in the back of a limousine. Second, she was wearing a pink ball gown dress that completely clashed with her bright red hair. Third, she was being shipped off to be married. “There is no way in hell.” She mumbled to herself.
She allowed the anger to bubble up inside her. Her bones began to pop, her skin stretched, and pain rolled in waves over her body. She welcomed the pain and the change with joy. The pink dress tore and fell around her as she changed until she stood up over it on four legs. The last wave of pain fell away leaving a red-furred wolf where the girl had once been. Leaning back on her hind legs, Avril let out a long growl then leapt.
The glass seemed to freeze midair around her while the car continued to move forward at lightning speed. Then gravity took over. The ground rushed at her, and she barely had time to get her feet under her before she meet the unforgiving pavement. A sharp pain shoot through her front right paw making her whimper and fall into a roll, her body still moving with the impact. Glass landed around her, a few pieces lodging into her skin in various places. She whimpered again but her keen eyes spotted her ride coming to a halt further down the road. Time to go. Getting up was a slow and painful process but once she found her footing she darted into the tall grass. She ran through the tall grass as fast as her hurt paw could carry her. With no direction and a hope to escape her father, Avril pushed on. Before she knew it she busted onto another highway, and right into the middle of the road where vehicles swerved all around her as they attempted to avoid her.