Chosen by the Alpha.

As I looked in the mirror I saw that my 2XL shirt was drenched in sweat. It was cold in my room I thought as I saw the two raised bumbs of my n*****s poking through my shirt. It clung to my hourglass figure as I looked down farther and realized how much I sweat last night. My shirt clung to the flat of my stomach down to my waist. My shirt ended close to where my thighs began. Im average but I keep in shape. I run every morning before I start my day. As I turn to walk to the bathroom I notice that I have gotten a little more tan over the past couple weeks. I was of average stature. I'm an active member of the IBTC. I go to the gym three times a week and about three months ago I started to develop a pretty nice ass. Not too big but enough to grab. I have light blue eyes and raven black hair down to my shoulders. I have a slender face with high cheek bones and plump lips. Oh and I'm seventeen. But I turn eighteen in three days. Life's been hectic lately. My dad is a wealthy business man and my mom works from home. We move around a lot but my dad just got a permanent job ( I hope ) so we should be here a while. I start my first day of senior year tomorrow at my new school. Sunset high school in Portland Oregon. Gooooo APOLLO'S!!!! I need to start looking a colloege soon but I need to find out what I'm going to do here. Well thats my story so far. Oh and we just moved here last week. I have really bad memory. Thannnks mom. School was ok, I stayed to myself today, nobody really talks to me. When I got home I played some games with some friends back home then went to bed. Pretty uneventfull. Until my dream. It started out like normal. Im in the woods its completley silent and then there is a twig snap behind me. I turn to look expecting the same wolf that has chased me for the past six months. I do a 180 and gasp. It wasn't a wolf this time. This time what I saw made my jaw drop and thought to myself "I'm going to wake up wet, but not from sweat this time." He was at least 6'2 with chisled abs. His pecks were eye level with me. He was toned and muscular. Like one of those guys that were on sports magazine. He was dark. Like indian dark. As I started looking up to his face all else melted away when I saw his eyes. They were a silvery grey that held power. He could make a king cower with his aura. Before I could see anymore of the unkown hottie I heard someone yelling my name. "Casey!!! Casey!!! Come down stairs we need to talk!!!" It was mom. Then I woke up.