I Have no Owner

My Day

But I think it's better to explain it from the beginning.

There are many packs besides ours, one of the most talked about is the Blood Moon Pack, they are strong and merciless werewolves, who train and live to be feared.

They are cold and calculating people. They make deals with larger packs to increase territory and end up swallowing the smaller packs completely.

On our birthday, my mother sent invitations to all alphas in the region, as a diplomatic move, to bring possible mate suitors and also to create good relations for the pack's future alpha, my brother, Noah.

As we have a territory and protection agreement with the Blood Moon Pack, obviously they were also invited. I had already heard that the new alpha, had taken over from his father, who ended up dying in a rougue attack. His name was Kevin Gomes.

From what was said, he was a strong man, with wavy black hair, green eyes and medium-dark skin. Tall, from what I was told, about six feet tall. They really described him as an alpha as beautiful as it was dangerous.

Apparently, he still hadn't found a mate, despite being 21 years old. What made him come, to have a plausible excuse... was what everyone wanted to think and believe, but it was being very hard to believe that.

My mother and I were in agreement that a long, puffed-skirt dress, like a princess, would be ridiculous, because I'm more of a non-standard rider. Then we chose a mermaid-style dress, in champagne color, with golden lace details, going up to the ankles with a slit that started at the height of the right thigh.

With every step I took, in my golden heels, my right leg was evident and sexy in the slit of the dress, the top was a strapless top with a bust fastened. My red hair, falling in waves from my shoulders to my hips, I had braided it to hold the sides. I was never very adept at makeup, so I had just put on mascara, to highlight the blue eyes I inherited from my father, and a blush and coral lipstick.

My brother Noah, had chosen to wear a linen shirt, with subtle gold details to match my dress (I love this boy), linen pants and white sneakers.

My mother told us that we would go down, only when she told us, so that everything would be perfect, at the moment of the so planned "triumphal entry" (what made me think, if the night was really ours, or hers ?!)

Kevin. POV.

Going to these types of events, where I have to pretend to be someone with patience, was really extreme for me. The pack in question had an admirable reputation, for its history of creation and strong links, an ally pack that was worth pleasing.

I was not interested at all in knowing which of the twins would be the alpha, or whether any of them would find their mate. For me, the most important thing would be to know the territory, to recognize the possible strong warriors from the limits of the pack. To know if the links between them were still as strong as they said. Recognize a possible enemy pack. Know the weaknesses of the Pack Brother of the Moon.

My Beta, Alex, convinced me that going in casual clothes would be very disrespectful, so I agreed to wear black dress pants with a navy blue shirt and black shoes. It was more than enough to show that I was struggling. I combed my hair back to show my face well, shaved and got in the car.

Officially only me and my beta (in addition to his mate, Rebecca) were invited, but it was also common knowledge that an alpha does not go out into enemy territory without his trusted warriors. Then in a car behind followed 3 of our warriors who would be on standby, ready for possible problems.

As we entered, I felt a different fragrance, something strong like cinnamon, but sweet. Something I was not used to, my wolf Kassius was more attentive than usual around him, which made me apprehensive thinking that there might be a fight or something like that. We went to the outside area where there was a big tent, with buffet and music, all the guests were keeping the middle open, for the entrance and transformation of the night's birthdays.

It was noticed that the members of the pack wore very light colors and the guests in different colors, mostly dark, apparently it was a tradition or something already predetermined.

It was then that Luna Sophie along with Alfa Thomas came to the center to begin the speeches, elegant and feminine, but with a presence worthy of a Luna. Alpha Thomas showed excitement in his eyes, something that seemed slightly between a very excited child, and an animal ready for hunting.

- Good evening everyone. I appreciate the kindness of everyone who came, especially those who came from so far. We want to thank Moon Goddess for that night and especially for the reason of this party. Our children are the future of this pack and also our most precious treasures. Said Luna Sophie.

It radiated an aura of power and pride. Like a strong and protective mother. A Luna in all the meaning of the word.

- I also want to thank you for coming to celebrate with us this unique moment in the lives of our children and to be able to strengthen the bonds of brotherhood and partnership between our packs. - added Alpha Thomas.

He made it very clear that only allies were here, which showed that only he allowed entry into this territory, not who would like to enter.

It was then that I smelled that smell again, as if carried to me, by the wind. Cinnamon, but sweet. Sweet in a heady, strong and striking way. I concentrated on the smell without listening to the rest of the speech, I vaguely heard the ending, but I noticed that the smell was getting stronger, as Alpha Thomas was emphasizing the key point.

- ... my sons Noah Lucas Robertt and Ailee Maria Robertt. The Alpha twins of the Alcatea Brothers of the Moon.

At that very moment, Kassius became agitated, began to howl in my head tirelessly, and all my senses were attracted and taken by that little being radiating presence and brightness entering the circle formed in the middle.