The Unknown

Chapter 1

Terry’s POV:

URGH!!!!! I look at all the stack of papers that are scattered across my desk and I internally scream. The stacks seem endless and I wonder how the heck am I gonna get through all this crap. My name is Terry Arroyo Quinn from the Hell Blood River Pack. We are the 3rd biggest pack in the Northeast. Our land is 14 miles long and 8 miles wide. I am currently 25 years old; my younger brother is Daniel and he is 24 and our youngest brother is Michael and he is 22. I took over the Alpha position after my grandfather passed away during a rogue attack a couple of years ago. My brothers and I were away at the Academy when the attack occurred. My mother is a wolf, but my father is human so therefore my grandfather my mother’s father past the title unto me since I am the eldest son. During the attack, my father was nearly killed trying to protect my mother and my grandfather died protecting my father. I have 2 best friends that I made as my Beta and Gamma. Joey is my Beta and Brandon is my Gamma. We went through the academy together and we have been thick as thieves. My brothers will always be my ride or die though. When tragedy struck, we locked together and got through our last couple of years of college. I don’t think you can truly get over the sense of loss especially when its someone you are close with. Our grandfather was a strong stubborn man, and he brought us up to be equally strong and stubborn. Since it was decided that I take over the title when necessary my brothers and I began our training at the academy that my grandfather owned and was an alumnus. It’s a school for wolves. Well, my grandparents and lineage are that of Royals. We descended from a pack in the Caribbean and my grandparents were supposed to be an arranged marriage. It turned out that they were fated, mates. It is said that when your mate dies the bond that connects the 2 is broken and the pain of the loss of that bond is so strong that the mate usually passes away not long after. In my grandmother’s case, she is still alive. My mother said that it is because we come from a strong Spanish heritage and my mother is a strong, she-wolf. My grandmother is frailer with age, but she can still threaten us and put the fear to this day if she is cross at us for this or that. My grandmother misses our grandfather, but she is not ready to leave us, yet she keeps telling us that grandpa wants her here to help take care of us lol. I’m glad! In our land, we have many neighborhoods and communities that my brothers help me to oversee. The main packhouse in the middle of the land is where our best warriors take shifts and the unmated wolves reside. I also have an office there to make things easier. Then a few miles away is the house where my grandmother and parents live. A few miles from there is my house and on the other side of the land is where my brothers have their homes. On our borders lies 2 different packs that we are negotiating peace treaties with. It’s not because we are at war with them but it’s always a good thing to keep peace and expand so we have plans in that direction. My grandfather ruled with an iron fist and he taught us to be just as ruthless. He taught us to not believe anything you hear and only half of what you see. He also used to say that family is everything no matter what. We are good to our people, but we are not weak. We are taught to be fair but show no mercy. Newcomers are put through a series of trials that my grandfather created but that my brothers and I updated if they want to join our pack. They are also bound by blood should we need them to prove their loyalty. We take no chances with rogues since the attack that killed our grandfather. My brothers and I work hard to make the pack as strong as it has become. Being the Alpha and the eldest I put in a lot of long hours and I’m okay with it. My mom complains all the time that my brothers and I are running ourselves into the ground. She said to take time to relax and enjoy some of what we work hard to make.  She is hoping that we find our mates so that we will live a life of balance and peace. We find our mates when we first shift which usually happens when we turn 16 but with each passing year I wonder if I am meant to even have a mate? I get up from my desk and look out the window and stare at the night sky wondering. Wondering if my grandpa watches over us and if he is proud of what we have done with the pack so far? Wondering if I’ll ever find my other half? Just keep wondering??????