Meeting My Alphas

My name is Sophie, well Sophia Laroyel Aravice, but I go by Sophie. I'm one of the youngest Omegas in the Lavender Rune pack, a small werewolf pack that lives on the outskirts of Seattle. At 20 years old I'm finally considered an adult in the eyes of my pack and werewolf society as a whole. I could finally leave the pack I had been raised in and got to the city, seek out my mate, and see if I could find my happiness.  I'm relatively short for a werewolf, only 5'4", but I'm slender and strong. My wolf is lithe and my human height hasn't affected her growth. I work hard to keep myself fit and have always insisted on eating a balanced diet. Losing a tooth would be super embarrassing for a werewolf!  My hair is wavy, with the occasional ringlet, and a deep blonde that could almost be brown. Sometimes I put red highlights in because I feel like they make my hazel eyes pop, making me seem a bit less plain. Overall I'm just a normal girl who works hard to keep herself in shape. I'm not particularly fashionable and spend most of my time in jeans or workout clothes. My one vanity is that I always have my nails done. Shiny and well taken care of, I want to make sure that they look just as dangerous as my claws.  I'm a morning person who always wants to be on the go. I would say it's my wolf's fault, but that would be a lie. My wolf would happily sleep in the forest in a good patch of sunlight any day. I might be looked at as bubbly when people first meet me, but I'm studious and dedicated and merely look at the world in a positive manner. I take responsibility very seriously and want to make sure that I am never mistaken for someone who walks around with their head in the clouds.  I've always wondered if the Moon would bless me with a man or a woman as my mate. As a child the pack Luna told us that we would meet our mate in our dreams when we came of age, but I have dreams that leave me more confused than anything else. I see a beautiful man who cares deeply, but I also see a beautiful woman who takes my breath away. Is one of these people my mate? Am I broken? Do I even have a mate? I try not to give those thoughts a voice, but when everyone else around me knows who their mate is, it's hard not to think about the possibility.  Seattle isn't in anyone's pack territory, under an old treaty there are sections that different groups claim, but the city as a whole is a safe haven for all of the paranormal creatures that roam this world. Most major cities are like that, offering a place for different packs to meet, people without packs to live, and a melting pot where people can meet their mates. People who already know who their mates or who want to ignore the bonds don't venture into the cities, choosing instead to stay where they are born. When I was little I hoped that would be my life, that I could stay with the family that I had always known and I would finally feel like I belonged. After my wolf awakened on my 16th birthday, I knew that wasn't going to be the case.  I've never been on my own before, never traveled outside of pack territory, and I've never wanted something so bad in my life. I'm a good girl, a bit of a bore actually. I've never kissed anyone or done anything beyond holding hands for a few minutes with a girl when we were both in middle school. I've always wanted to experience everything possible with my mate, but now I worry that it might be a turn off. What if my mate wants someone with more experience, who knows what they are doing. Going to the city means I'll be exposed to new people, people from outside the pack. It's a huge life change and I hope that I'm ready.  This morning my mom helped me fill the back of my car with my clothes and bedding, buckled my cat in her carrier into the passenger seat, and sent me off to make my way to the city. While I know that I'll always be welcome back, it feels like something is calling my name in Seattle, pushing me to strike out on my own and discover the person that I will become.  The drive only took a few hours and thanks to the wonders of the internet I had already secured myself a living situation in an omega specific housing community. No-one here would want to fight with me, and I wouldn't be seen as the weakest one. I had a job lined up too as a fitness instructor at a corporate gym for other weres. All I had to do was settle in and hope that somewhere in this vast city my mate was waiting for me.