Beast Behind the Mask

Chapter 1

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CHAPTER 1

"Ariana baby. I want you to know there's nothing to be scared of okay?"

I just nodded my head. Satisfied, my mom buckled up and started driving. We were going to meet the Black Raven Pack. One of the biggest packs in the world. It was lead by a very powerful alpha. I had never been to a pack before. Although Mom was a werewolf and she was a part of the Black Raven Pack, she never actually went and lived with them, or even near them. I think it was because of me.

I wasn't a werewolf. Mom said the gene must have skipped a generation. I didn't know my dad. Mom never liked to talk about him and I didn't like seeing my Mom upset, so I never brought him up. We were fine without him anyways.

We lived in an apartment in California. I went to a local high school but I had just graduated this summer, so at eighteen, I was still figuring out what I wanted to do with my life. Mom had always told me about how packs worked, albeit she never lived with them, Mom officially belonged to the Black Raven Pack and always went to the events held there, I never accompanied her, because I was sort of anti-social. I didn't have any friends except Abby and I was very shy, so Mom always spared me. But this year, since we graduated, Abby's family had gone to Alaska for a family reunion, and Mom didn't like the thought of me staying at home alone, so she made me tag along.

I was pretty nervous thinking about what was going to happen. I've seen some werewolves, Mom's friends who come to visit her. Including my Mom, they were extraordinarily good-looking. I glanced at Mom as I thought about my plain self, my red hair reaching to my waist, always tied in a bun. Then there were my dull green eyes, and skin so white I sometimes looked like a corpse.I was 5'4 and I was.......not slim. I mean I was not that fat, but I had curves and my breasts were big and so was my bum. That's why I always wore big T-shirts and slacks, to hide my figure.

I shook my head. There I go complaining again. I'm sure I'm not hideous, but I sure as heck was nothing compared to werewolves.

"Sweetie, we're here."

I looked up at my Mom's voice, we had reached a vast clearing in the middle of the forest. There was a large mansion sitting in the middle, with many apartments or small cabins scattered around. Children were playing here and there while the elders or teenagers just sat there, watching them or strolled around.

"Okay, remember what I told you. Try to talk to everybody and when you meet the alpha, keep your head down." Mom said getting out of the car.

I just nodded my head although she couldn't see me.I got out of the car and followed her inside. Everyone was waving at Mom and giving me curious looks.

Mom stopped here and there for small talk but kept walking till we reached a big hall. It had high-back chairs and fancy couches, with a big chandelier that lit up the whole place.

Mom looked at me as she motioned for me to sit next to her, "After meeting the Alpha, go and mingle with some girls okay?"

I was about to shake my head in resignation when she interrupted.

"No. Not this time. I'm not saying to be best buddies with them. Just try okay?"

I nodded my head and waited. It was a rule. Whoever entered the territory had to meet the Alpha first. Then the alpha would decide what to do with them. Since Mom was part of the pack, which technically made me a member too, I had never actually seen the Alpha. Just heard about him through the people that came over or Mom. Apparently he had taken over the pack at just fourteen and hence was really intimidating and rough. He was just twenty two, but was feared in all the packs. He was ruthless and didn't spare anyone who looked at him wrongly. This was from what I had heard, and I wasn't going to base my opinion just on that. He also had a little sister. My Mom called her a brat. She said that girl was overly spoilt and didn't know any manners, but the Alpha still doted on her and gave her anything she wanted. Since his patents' death he had raised her like his own daughter but Mom still complained. She doesn't like her much.