Soleil Cyrus

"I can't stay here!" I exclaim, standing upon the sand. Pushing away from the dominating woman, I turn to walk away however I seem to love falling on my face as I slip and face plant the sand.

Coughing up sand, I wipe my face and glare at everyone laughing at me. Huffing, I stand and brush myself.

"Where are you going, Darling?" Her voice calls from behind.

"Home!" I yell back.

"I don't see any way back. No plane and no boat. Unless you want to be shark food and swim back," right. And where the heck is my luggage? My mother's letter! Panicking, I look around in search of my stuff. "Looking for something, Darling?" I turn to the woman, my eyes finding the letter in her hand, my suitcases in the hand of her companions.

"My stuff!" Running towards her, I lunge for the letter but she moves back, holding the letter higher. Damn me and my short self. Maybe I should of drank more milk. She grins wickedly down at me and grabs my wrist with her free hand, pulling me to her bare chest. I blushed crimson as she whispered against my ear.

"You'll be staying here, my lovely. Whether I force you or not, your mine." I shiver, trying to pull my hand away but her vice grip was so tight, I thought my hand would bruise. 

"No... thank you!" I push against her hard, trying to wiggle out. 

"Alpha," I ignored what they were saying, trying to break free. Suddenly, I was lifted over her shoulder, my squealing echoing. 

"Come, lovely. Time to go home." I scream in frustration, slapping at her back. 

"Let me go! Let go of me, you baboon!" 

"Hush, little human. It's time to be quiet unless you want the beasts to come out and eat you?" I roll my eyes, sighing. 

"Your a beast aren't you? With your shifting into a wolf and all?" She growled lowly, a sharp sting against my butt. I squeal, red-faced. 

"I'll watch what you say, Darling." Giving up my escape, I decided to chill out against her shoulder, looking around. I spot Baden and Clara, waving enthusiastically at me, their faces filled with happiness and enjoyment. I poke my tongue out at them, letting them have a giggle to themselves. Cheeky little... 

"Welcome home, little human." The woman carrying me, replies. I take a look behind me and gasp. A city stood before us, sparkling buildings high in the trees, rivers, and plants. People and wolves alike, wondering about. This is amazing. "Just wait till you see the castle, Delicious," I scowl at the nickname and focus on the area. 

People stopped to bow and give me curious glances. Pouting, I hid behind my hair, hating this awkward position she's put me in. I just wanted a quiet plane ride to Australia. One where I could nap and forget about Haylee and Ethan.

"Can you please put me down?" I ask, hoping for a positive answer. After a few seconds of silence, she pauses and bends to put me down. I steady my footing and go to walk in the opposite direction but a yank of my hand causes to me jolt in one spot. Her warm hand in mine sent sparks up my arm.

"I told you, darling. Your staying here whether you like it or not. Now please come this way, the building is not too far." Like a pet, she drags me across the crowed area and towards open ground. And beyond, standing tall and proud was two large iron gate clasp in gold. What they were guarding had me wide eyed.

The mansion, taller and bigger than the buildings we passed, is magnificent. Indoors probably wouldn't do it justice. As we came closer, I eyed the golden name plate. The Royal Wolves Pack.

The woman stared down at me, grinning. Her eyes sparkling with something that made me shiver. "welcome, to my pack, Little Human."

"Ah..." I trail off. "Thanks um I think? Hey you know," she hums, waiting for me to reply her eyebrow cocked slightly. I squirm on the spot. "You haven't given me your name." I don't know why I didn't ask at first, but it's kind of weird just saying "the woman".

"Hmm," she taps her chin, mockingly. She turns towards the gates, letting them open wide. "That's for you to find out, isn't it, Delicious." I stand gaping at her retreating figure. This is going to kill me!!! Why am I here!! And with this impulsive and cocky woman! Before I could argue any longer, Baden grabs my left hand while Clara takes the other.

"Let's go!!!" I scream wildly as they drag me towards the mansion, the large gates clanging together. Telling me I'm stuck now. Tears of frustration well as I face the now. Will it be all okay? Or am I just heading to my doom?