The De Lucas

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Ellena's POV

Who would have thought that my family would try to marry me off to some obnoxious, crazy 40-year-old man? And for what? A couple of measly thousand dollars? I mean I know my family is in debt but fuck. Couldn't you sell mom's necklace? That piece of shit I was supposed to call my mother left us 5 years ago, leaving all her riches, so why couldn't we use it? Because my lovesick father still misses her. well shit, then I should tell him about all the times she brought men around the house to "speak" with. He loved a whore, and he didn't even know the fact that she wasn't alone when she left, but left with Mr.who-the-fuck in a classic 50's Cadillac. Well good riddance, because even when she was here, she treated me and my dad like shit, but loved my older 2 sisters to death. But I guess that she loved them because they looked like her, with her silky blonde hair, blue eyes, and a curvy body. Unlike them, I looked like my father, with brown hair and gray eyes with a curvy but still slim physique, that I hid under baggy clothing because I valued my modesty, thank you very much. So when a fellow pack member runs to notify you that you're getting married off to a man that could be your father, it's time to go.

Back to now. I just hauled ass through 4 territories (which could have gotten me killed ), but once I was about to reach the next territory, my wolf Stella skidded to a stop. I was confused until I realized that it was the Shadowblood pack, one of the most ruthless packs in the world. Well then. I start running as fast as I possibly could when I was tackled by a large gray wolf, and judging by the power i feel rushing in waves, he is definitely a beta. "What is your name, rogue?" "My-my name is Ellena" "Do you realize where you are, little one?" "Excuse me?" I asked annoyed. I am 5'7! I am tall!Or at least average! But I guess that doesn't matter when you're 6'0. " I'm sorry, but i must correct you. I am 20, in no way a 'little one', thanks." Surprisingly, his whole cold demeanor changes, showing a calm, laid back , but careful side." Good, so you're gonna be okay when I tell you that I kinda have to bring you to the cells for questioning." "I'm sorry, what?" "i cant just let you leave! I could've just killed you!" Tired and honestly desperate to live, i asked the one thing that may have just saved my life.

"Can we make a compromise?"

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"Hop on." I looked at the man in front of me, utterly confused." Um, I don't even know you!" He groans, apparently very annoyed with me and says, "My name is Parker. Im the beta of the Shadowblood pack. I am 25, I have a mate whose name is Rebecca. I have two beautiful children who I promised I would make brownies for when i get home and your wasting my time. Now please, don't make me break my promise." Finally satisfied, i just hop on his back without question. "Won't your mate smell me on you?" "She's gonna meet you when we get to the pack house." We walk the rest in silence, and all I could think was, what did I get myself into?

*Twenty minutes later*

"Sorry to interrupt the silence, but are we there yet?" "Yes. Look up." Not realizing that i have been looking down this whole time, i finally look up. Holy moon goddess, this place is huge! I drop off of Parker's back. "Damn." "Right?" i hear a soft female voice next to me and i flinch. "Oh! I'm sorry. I came to meet my mate here but then he told me about you... I'm Rebecca and those two children," she pointed to two really cute kids with blond hair like hers "are my kids." I was shocked. I mean, I always thought that everyone in this pack was evil, but looking at everyone laughing , talking, and playing around, it seems like its a normal pack. Large, but normal. "Hey honey" I turn to where Rebecca walked, which was to Parker. "Hey" she blushed. They are so cute. " I have to take her to the alphas" Wait, ALPHAS?! "I'll go with you." " No baby, just get the materials for the brownies ready for me please?" "Okay"she then walked away to their private home. i turned to Parker and asked, "Did you mean alpha instead of alphas or-" "No. I meant alphas, meaning plural" "How many are there?"

"Two."