Well, I guess I might want to start from the beginning of the story, on how an Alpha's daughter was going to get killed by her own pack. She was, also, getting blamed for something that she didn't do...on her own.

Ummm... sorry, I wasn't supposed to give that information out to soon. There are stuff that ya'll need to understand first.

Anyways, here is a little warning for all you young ones and those that don't like such things that might be in telling of this story. There is cussing, a little drinking, boogying, fighting, some underaged drinking, and no there is no sex involved in the retelling of this story. However, there is some kissing going on.

Well, you have been warned. So, if you want to keep reading, then by all means keep reading. This is pretty interesting stuff.

Peace out, Chicas.

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I looked around the bar, which was a bar for Werewolves. I I was in the bar, drinking my Coke, glad that I was somewhere else other than what I had been told I needed to do.

My body was slightly relaxed, enjoying the peace and being away from my studies, what was for making me be a great Female Alpha. This meant that I had to learn how to stand straight and proper and how to speak formally with no flaws. Blech.

My gray eyes drifted over to the band that was playing. It was made up of a group of Wolves that was from my pack. I watched as the female lead singer started to dance with the music, bobbing her head around. She was trying to make her short brown hair whip around. However, since it was cut in a pixie cut, it wouldn't, but that didn't stop me from smirking.

"That ain't going to work, Cal," I said, leaning back in my seat and looking at the other areas of the bar.

Wolves of multiple packs lounged around. Some of them were glaring at the other, but didn't do anything to start a fight. That was against the policies if there were people under the age of 25, which there really were until around midnight when we, the teens or those under 25, had a curfew at eleven.

A small growl of annoyance seemed to escape my lips while some of the wolves glared at me, knowing that I was part of a different pack. My eyes narrowed instantly, because the that was wolf inside of me got annoyed with their behavior towards an Alpha. I moved my right hand through my hair, letting the silver chain flash in the dim light of the smoky bar.

The other wolves back down, which was a smart move on their part, since I could probably hurt them. However, they looked as if they were older than 25, so they didn't have to leave when it was time for us to leave.

My body tensed, because, I felt a pair eyes on me, making me feel threatened. My eyes flickered around, as I tried to pinpoint where the person was looking at me. "Don't even try anything, Talu," I said, my body relaxing, because I caught the scent of my Beta and another member of my pack. "I'm not in the mood." I took a sip of my Coke as Talu sat down in front of me followed by another male.

"It took you a little longer to know that it was me, Alpha," Talu said, his African dialect pronounced. "Isn't that right, Mal?" he asked, looking at the male beside him.

The other male, Mal, nodded his head, agreeing with Talu. He looked at me, silently, with respect in his dark, brown eyes, since I was his Alpha.

Mal was one of those quiet guys, who loved to stay in the back corner away from everything. He was very attractive with his dark, brown eyes and luscious, wavy, blonde hair. He had deep, rich olive skin that showed his muscles. He stood at 6'4, which was taller than my 6'0 Beta. Like I said, Mal was pretty attractive and a lot of girls tried to fawn over him. However, he didn't do anything about them.

Mal's personality didn't really fit well with his description. He was a very quiet and laid back type of guy. Nothing seemed to bother him, unless someone messed with Talu, Cal, or me. My father had Mal paired up with Talu, because Talu wasn't a part of my pack from the beginning. Some of the other packs wouldn't think too kindly for an outsider to be my Beta. However, he was, and Mal protected him when need be, even though Talu could fight.

"What will Bane say when he sees you drooling over another boy, Em?" Talu asked, teasingly. He smirked and raised an eyebrow.

"What will you say when Sarah doesn't accept you as her mate, because you are black?" I shot back, raising an eyebrow, also. "And I wasn't drooling." I looked down and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, absentmindedly.

"Ooh that is cold. Mal, hurt her. She hurt my feelings," Talu said with a mock sniffle.

Mal looked at me and shrugged his shoulder. "I don't know, Talu. She is your Alpha," he replied, his voice monotone with always a tint of boredness in it.

"But she hurt my feelings," Talu complained again.

"Anyways, the reason as to why that I didn't sense that it was you from the beginning, was because of those macho men over there." I changed the subject back to what had happened, before I nodded my head towards the group that kept glancing at me and the rest of the people in my group.

"Are they bothering you?" Talu asked after he glanced back at them, waving, when they looked back at where I was sitting. He turned back around and looked at me, leaning back in his seat.

"Nah, they backed off glaring at me when I showed them my silver band," I replied, letting Talu see the chain with the moon on it.

"That's good," Talu said. "Because, I don't think they want the Alpha of the Luna Pack to be on their butt. And, since you can't get kicked out..."

"Actually, I can, if I started the fight." I threw a kiss at one of the Wolves that had glanced at me. "If they start the fight, then I wouldn't get kicked out."

"Thank you and good night Northridge!" Cal screamed into her microphone before she walked off of the stage. She started to walk towards up, a swaying her hips back and forth. There was a grin on her face, because she had spotted Mal with me.

"So would it be worth it?"

"What would be worth what?" Cal asked, as she plopped herself in Mal's lap, teasingly. "Give me a kiss, Sugar," she said, puckering her lips at Mal.

Mal shifted, uncomfortably, under the weight of the 17 year old girl in his lap. He glanced at me and shrugged his shoulder. He didn't kiss the spritely female, who was still in his lap. He didn't even shove her off of his lap.

"You can just push her off of your lap, Mal," I said. "It'll be fine, since she is bothering you."

"He won't do that," Cal said, moving his lap so that she was looking at me. "He loves me." Her green eyes danced, merrily, moving a hand through her short hair.

"I argue with you, Cal. I don't love you," Mal replied, his speech a little fast, even for him.

I raised an eyebrow at him, wondering about his attitude, but he quickly dropped his gaze. "What we were talking about, before you rudely interrupted, with your most bright entrance was those men over there," I said, nodding my head to the group of men.

"Where?" Cal asked. She turned around in Mal's lap and placed her hands on his shoulders. Her belly button was close to Mal's face.

I bit back a bark of laughter, because Mal pushed backed more into his seat, so that he wouldn't be kissing Cal's stomach.

"Those man at the bar?" she asked, moving so that her belly was closer to his mouth. She was trying to see the men at the bar, through the haziness of the bar. "Isn't that Judah, your father's Lead Warrior?" she asked, squinting.

"Huh?" I asked, looking up from where I was making kissy faces at Mal, who was looking at me as if to say 'are you serious', while Talu wasn't trying to laugh. I glanced at the bar and sure enough, there he was.

"The one that looks smaller than the others in the group," Cal replied, nodding her head to the one at the end, who was talking to others. "Why is he conversing with a member from another pack and then a rogue?"

Judah looked back at us, again, to see us staring. His brown eyes were narrowed, and his black hair stuck up in the front. He was short, but he was very strong. He stood at 5'6, so I was taller than him, standing at 5'8. He said a few words to the group and started to advance over to us, followed by the other two people.

"Turn around, Cal," I said, using my Alpha tone. "All of you act indifferent."

Cal instantly moved so that she was back in her position in Mal's lap. "So you might get your fight after all?" she asked, her tone soft, while she moved a hand through her hair.

I shifted my weight onto my right leg, putting my hand into my pocket. I felt the cool piece of metal of my switch blade and kept a hand on it. "It is very likely that I might have a fight after all," I replied.