Don't Bite

I shot my mouth open, gasping for air, while Kurt, my brother, smirked in victory.

"Looks like you'll be visiting the Lombardi's," he grinned.

I punched him in the gut. "No fair! How the heck can you hold your breath for that long?"

"Dude, I've been kissing girls since I was 4, I can hold my breath for about 3 minutes. The 30 seconds that you lasted was nothing."

I turned to my dad to back me up. "Dad! C'mon, he cheated!" Mom rolled her eyes while sipping on her coffee.

Dad raised an eyebrow at me and shook his head. "Sorry squirt, a deal is a deal and you lost a bet. Now fix your hair and get your pretty little butt down to the Lombardi manson." he twisted his face up when saying 'Lombardi'.

I gaped at him. Did he really just tell me to fix my hair? I looked into the mirror on the kitchen wall taking notice of my casual ponytail. "And why do I need to fix my hair? It's just fine, thank you very much."

"To a werewolf, sure your hair is just fine," mom spoke up. "But you know how those snobby vampires are. They already think we're some... wild animal, rodent creatures of some sort and we don't need them bagging on our appearance, sweetie."

Kurt scoffed. "There's nothing Roxie can do to her hair to fix her appearance,"

I threw a sausage at him, which he caught in his mouth and ate, grinning. "Thanks sis."

I rolled my eyes. "Look mom and dad, you really did raise a dog." I said sarcastically. Mom shook her head, mumbling something under her breath and dad laughed, which he changed into a cough when my mom glared at him.

Nelson, my uncles Beta walked into the kitchen wearing a dressy suit. Kurt raised an eyebrow, "Whats the occasion?"

Nelson grimaced. "Lombardi's. I have to go, too. So which one of you has the pleasure of accompanying me?" his words dripped of sarcasm.

Kurt grinned, "Roxie over there, she's so excited."

Nelson raised an eyebrow at me. "Let me guess, you lost a bet?"

"He cheated." I replied stubbornly, crossing my arms over my chest.

"C'mon guys, the Lombardi's aren't that bad." dad exclaimed.

"Then why don't you go?" Nelson countered.

Smirking, "Because I'm the alphas brother and I told you to do it.'

"Touche."

I groaned, looks like I'm not getting out of this one.

Every year there's this annual banquet thing, with all the werewolf packs and vampire clans in the state, that our pack hosts, and since we're part of the royal family we're the ones who has to go door to door and invite every pack and clan. Inviting the werewolves is no problem, but when it comes to the vampires, that's another story. Luckily there's only two vampire clans in Houston, the Rosens and the Lombardi's. Unluckily, vampires are the most rude, snobby, narcissist creatures ever. Besides vampires and werewolves being natural enemies, the vampires just have to make it a point that they're better than us, which they're not because we rule. I'll bet you're wondering why the hell do we even invite vampires to our lands? Well, me personally, I think its a stupid idea, but the alphas feel the need to keep peace with the stupid blood suckers, therefore the annual banquet.

Two hours later after much arguing and debating with my parents, I ended up in the pack limo on my way to the Lombardi's. Besides Nelson, there were five other people going. Tom, who's this big, buff, bodyguard like guy, Nelsons sister Dianne, Lupe and Furpe, random kids in the pack who decided to tag along and Carmen, my best friend who I bribed with designer shoes to come.

"Man, I hope those heels are worth it," Carmen whined, looking skeptically at the road. We were almost at the Lombardi's and i could tell she was starting to get nervous.

I chuckled. "Doesn't matter if they're not, Carm. It's too late to turn back now." I poked my tongue out at her.

"Now is not the time to be childish, Roxie." she scowled. I rolled my eyes.

Dianne turned around so that she was facing us and grinned. "What are you so nervous about, Carmen? Don't let those pale creatures intimidate you. We're werewolves and nothing can scare us." she winked.

Nelson rolled his eyes at his sister. "Remind me again why I brought you along?"

"Because you can't say no to me," Dianne responded smirking. "And because I would tell your mate how you were bad mouthing her the other day."

Nelson turned red. "I wasn't bad mouthing her!" he exclaimed. "I was speaking the truth, she can't cook!"