Submit, Alpha

Submit, Alpha #3

"Yes, Welcome to the house of sexually deprive people. Where we have to assault you in order to get our filling." ~Liam

SUBMIT ALPHA #3

What to do when inside a huge mansion, that I've never been in? Beside this morning. Well what ever any warm blooded person who'd do. Explore and cause trouble. My specialty.

I shut my bed room door behind me. Not even trying to be quiet. No one else is in the alpha wing. The hallway was silent, deadly silent.

Was the alpha wing sound proofed? So I can't hear anything. Seriously, it's like 10 in the morning. Someone should be up.

Speaking of it being 10 in the morning. I'm starving. I need to find the kitchen before I collapse of hunger. Well, maybe not collapse, I did have dinner last night so I'm okay. But still hungry.

The trip to the kitchen took a lot longer than I wanted. This place is huge.

They should have a map hanging some where. Otherwise one day they are gonna find some random strangers body lying around, cause they could never find where they needed to go.

I don't wanna be that stranger.

The kitchen, as I suspected, was full of hungry werewolves. Mainly males, considering they could eat three full sized deer with out feeling slightly full. They have some very hard working digestive systems. I'm just saying.

Everyone turned to the door when I walked in. Trying to remember all the manners mom drilled into my cranium before leaving home, I waved.

"Yo."

And then chaos erupted.

Actually it didn't. No flashing lights, sirens, explosive diarrhea. None of that. I'm not that big of a deal, no matter how special my family told me I was.

They lied to me.

"Who are you and why are you in our house?" A guy, easily over six feet tall and tripled my size, stood up. He's shoulders widened back and head high.

I rolled my eyes. I've said it a thousand times, males. "Contain your testosterone. I'm perfectly harmless, well as you know. My name is Nicollet Miller. I'm new in the pack and your Alpha forced me to move in."

Recognition flashed a crossed their face. I see I've been talked about. Maybe I am special.

"You're the great Nicollet Miller?" A red headed girl said.

"The one and only." I bowed.

"You're famous around here." She continued. "All the females in this pack look up to you. And the guys respect you. You're so cool."

I nodded to the guy who had spoken to me. "I'm perfectly harmless see, ya'll know me."

"Yes I'm Beta Liam, glad to finally meet you. I believe the last thing Alpha Kane said before he left was, "No one touch her or I kill you." It's always good to know who is the one no ones alowed to touch." Beta Liam told me. I growled under my breath. Alpha's are pain in the αsses.

"Well as much as I currently despise Alpha Kane, I can say it's great to know I will not be randomly molested by people I do not know but live in the same house as me." I winked at them, hoping there was at least someone who shared my humor.

"Yes, Welcome to the house of sexually deprive people. Where we have to asault you in order to get our filling." Beta Liam said with a straight face. Ah good, there was someone who can take a joke.

"You might wanna show a little emotion there buddy. Someone might think your serious."

"You're awesome!" The same red head chick from earlier said. I official have a fan club.

"What's your name?" I asked as I retrieved bowl from the cabinet.

"Amilee." She replied, flashing a big smile.

"Well Amilee, if you think that's cool just watch." I winked. She instantly perked up, waiting eagerly to see what I was gonna do. "Okay out of the eleven of you in here. Eight of you are mated. One has a mate, but hasn't met her yet. The other two are unmated."

"How did you know that?" Amilee leaned towards me, examining me like a science experiment.

"She could of scented us." A blonde male about 19 said. I rolled my eyes, okay fine I guess I'll have to step it up a notch.

"True, I could've scented you. That doesn't explain how I knew one of the males, the beta to be specific has a mate but has yet to find her. Also it would tell me who you are mated to unless I knew your personal scent so let's try this again." I sent the guy a sweet smile. "Amilee you're mated to the blonde over here. You're bond is a red and brown band that is twisted. Meaning you have mated. And considering it is glowing quiet bright I'd say either you're newly mated or resently renewed your mating."

My family wasn't completely wrong when they said I was special. I had some abilities that normal werewolves don't. I could see mate bonds. I'm not talking about the marks that mates have like tattoos on their body. I'm talking about the cords that come out of their chests and tangle together before hitting the other persons chest. It's what connected their souls together. And I have the ability to see them. Which is insanely rare, then again I'm an insanely rare werewolf.

"Whoa. That's so cool. How did you do that?" The girl at the end of the table asked. She had dark brown hair and dark brown eyes that contrasted nicely with her pale skin.

"I can see mate bonds. I always have been able to." It was one of many talents I had. Overall it was my favorite. Who was mated to who, who had mates, who were the unmated males I could flirt with. There is also power in it, considering some power males won't tell people who their mate is so that mate won't be hurt. They can't hide that from me. Though of course I would never do that to someone.

"Is that even possible?" The beta said. "I'm still not quite convinced."

"Okay, well around your heart, were mate bonds sprout from is glowing. Meaning your mate is 18 or older and does exist. By the way it's glowing I'd say you'll meet her with in the month." Everyone's mouth dropped open. "Can I eat in peace now?"

"Will you be my best friend?" Amilee squealed, racing up to me. "Please!"

"I guess, besides I need someone to show me where all the cool stores are in this town. I need to get some new clothes." The mention of shopping had all the guys out of the room and all the girls dragging me towards the door. I skidded to a halt. "Girls?"

"Yes?" All of them stopped.

"I'm still in my pajamas."

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"Every single time I'm in here I swear, I feel like I'm in my mother's naughty closet." All the girls erupted in laughter as I voiced my opinion.

Victoria Secrets. Where underwear isn't just a garment. It's a masterpiece.

"Well as soon as you have a mate this will be your naughty closet." Jasmine bumped me. She was the dark hair, dark eyes from the kitchen table. She was mated to Kevin, a humorous hazel eyed blonde. Out of all the girls here I was the only one who was mate less.

"I can't wait. Shall we get started." I made a sweeping gesture with my arm. We all entered in giggles. Instantly grabbing things to try one.

One hour later we were all seated around a table at the mall food court. Happily chatting and munching on food.

"I got an idea." Kayliee jumped in her seat. All eyes shifted to the short blonde. We waited for her to continue. "Let's throw Nicollet a huge party on her eighteenth!" Instantly my eyes widened.

"N-no. No, let's not."

"Come on! You have to. We'll invite the whole pack, neighboring packs. That way your mate will have to be there!" Sammi, who was the quietest, exclaimed.

"Yes. Let's go! We need to get you a dress, shoes, makeup, everything." Amilee rambles on as they all pulled me out of the both.

"My pizza!" I cried as they dragged my out of the food court. I never got to finish my delicious slice of pizza.

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