The Mystical White Wolf

Staci POV

The wolf before me has white fur and crystal blue eyes. It stares straight into my soul as if it knows who I am. The crazy thing is, I'm not afraid of this beautiful wolf. As it approaches me, it nuzzles my hand and speaks in my mind.

"Staci."

I'm jolted awake with my thoughts racing, thinking.

"Who could that beautiful white wolf be?"

I realized it was just a dream. I sigh, throw off my fuzzy comforter, and head to my bathroom to start my day. After showering and brushing my teeth, I head to my walk-in closet to skim through my choice of clothing. One thing about me is that I love clothes, and two, I love food!!!

"Staci Marie!! Get down here now, or you'll miss breakfast again!"

"Ugh!! Ok, Mom, I'm coming!"

I swear to the goddess, Mom hates when I'm late for breakfast. After I get dressed in my long brown sweater dress, blue jean leggings, and matching brown boots, I style my long curly hair, put on my makeup, grab my bag and cell phone, and head out of my room and downstairs to breakfast.

Once I made it downstairs to the kitchen, I spoke to some of my packmates who were already eating breakfast; once I was seated at the table, my Mom served my plate.

"I'm glad you decided to join us, young lady; all the food was almost gone."

I stared at my Mother with my mouth hanging open. I heard a chuckle beside me and saw my older brother staring at me, preparing to put a fork full of eggs in his mouth.

"Oh, fuck off, Seth, your fat ass probably gobbled up all the food; luckily, Mom saved me a plate."

"Staci Marie Blackwind! Language, young lady! Goddess above your mouth, missy."

"I'm sorry, Mom."

I apologized to my Mom and stuck my tongue out at my brother, who continuously laughed and ate his breakfast.

"Seth Gregory, don't pick on your sister," Mom fussed at him.

Oh crap, let me introduce myself; my name is Staci Marie Blackwind, and I live in a wolf pack called the Crescent Moon pack, the second largest pack in Nothern California; it consists of about four thousand pack members that include the warriors and omegas.

We are well hidden by a lush forest surrounded by trees, fresh green grass, and a vast lake. Our packhouse is four stories high. The top floor is reserved for the Alpha family, the second floor is reserved for the Beta family, the third floor is reserved for the Gamma family, and the bottom portion is for the unmated pack members, omegas, and for when we have visitors like other Alphas and Betas.

It also has my Dad and Mom's offices, a built-in gym, a swimming pool, a game room, and a theatre in case families or friends want to have a movie night.

My Father, Brady, and Mother, Grace, are the pack's current Alpha, and Luna, my older brother Seth, is being trained by our Father to take over the Alpha position in the next few months. Seth is already 19 years old and has yet to find his mate.

However, my Father feels he's ready; Seth would be an excellent Alpha, standing at 6'5 with short dark brown curly hair, deep green eyes, and solid muscle. Seth is the spitting image of our Father.

I'm 5'8 with curly blonde hair, crystal blue eyes, and a curvy hourglass figure that I'm grateful my Mom blessed me with; my Father always says I look exactly like our Mom. Her hair is just straighter than mine. In comparison, our Father's hair is more curly.

I finished my breakfast and set my dish in the sink. Our head cook, Mrs. Cora, passed me a wrapped blueberry muffin, telling me she saved the last one for me before they were all gone. I squealed in delight and thanked her. She always has a soft spot for me; I love her.

Once I exited the packhouse, saying goodbye to my parents and brother, I wasn't watching where I was going and bumped into a hard chest, looking up.

I noticed it was Grayson, our future Beta holy goddess; this man was hot as hell, standing at 6'4 with shaggy blonde surfer boy hair, piercing gray eyes, solid muscle, and that pantie-dropping smile.

I instantly blushed and apologized to him.

"Oh, sorry, Gray, I wasn't watching where I was going."

He laughed lightly and brushed my hair from my face.

"It's okay, beautiful. Just look next time; see you at school?"

I wasn't exactly paying attention to what he was saying because I was too busy watching his muscles flex through his white t-shirt and, goddess, his six-pack abs.

"Mmmm."

"Huh, what?"

He chuckles again and walks past me. As our skin touches, a strange tingle shoots up my arm.

"What the hell was that?" I thought to myself and shook it off as nothing.

"I said see you at school, gorgeous."

I watched as he walked over to his truck, and that ass of his was looking damn good in those jeans; goddess, damn him for being so fucking hot!

"Shit!!!"

I looked at my watch and realized I had ten minutes to get to school. So I rushed to my baby, a royal blue Mustang that my parents got me for my 16th birthday last year, and headed toward our high school.

Grayson