Cheyenne’s POV
It’s the first day of my freshman year of college, and I’m dreading it. Not because of your typical freshman fears of being picked on or what not, but because my older brother, Tyler, is a senior this year. I had graduated high school a year early so I was only 17 years old. We come from an Omega family so none of us are as “buff” as the higher-ranking families, so we had to rely on our smarts. My brother made it very well known every time he saw me that I was his little sister, and nobody was to touch me. It was so humiliating.
Tyler, being the charming and charismatic person that he is, was able to make his way into the “inner circle” with the Alpha’s son, Damon, back in middle school and they've been basically attached at the hip ever since. They sparred with each other in training every day and worked out together on the weekends.
Even though I was the smallest in the family, literally the runt at only 5’-3” and 115 pounds, I held my own weight against them (there was 8 of us kids all together). I had made the cheer team and was becoming friends with some of the upper classmen. Some of the girls didn’t approve of the coach’s decision and made it very well known but I’m the type of person who doesn’t take anything personal, but rather I used that negative energy as fuel to prove why the coach made a good choice. I started training with my older brother every morning before school and on weekends when he wasn’t hanging out with his buddies.
“Ty, I need more training time. I’m not…buffing up.” I called out to my brother down the hall.
“Cheyenne, it’s only been a couple months and you’re already toning up and you’ve gained muscle mass. It took me like 8 months to get what you got now!” Tyler reminds me for the umpteenth million time. “Once you shift, you’ll be able to bulk up more quickly with the enhanced strength.” He winks at me as he walks away, heading downstairs to get some breakfast. I finish getting ready for classes and head down to grab a quick bite that I can eat on the go.
“MOM!!! Just reminding you that I won’t be home tonight after school. I’m heading over to Kira’s to get some extra practice on our cheer routine.” I yell back over my shoulder as I’m walking out the door.
I was walking down the sidewalk, my head in the clouds thinking about my birthday coming up which meant finally being able to shift. I was heading towards the school when I ran smack into the back of some guy I’ve never seen before. It felt like I hit a brick wall. This guy was huge and I looked up and was looking straight was his chest (yes I know it doesn't take much for that to happen only being 5'-3"). I let my eyes keep traveling up to his face, and holy hell. He had the blackest of black hair that was slightly longer on top and buzzed around the sides. His eyes looked like big bowls of honey, as they stared down glaring at me. It almost felt like he was trying to look into my soul. His muscles were ripped from head to toe, at least what I could see of him anyways. He had tribal tattoos going up both arms, with a wolf howling at a full moon on his right forearm.
“I’m sorry. Excuse me. I wasn’t paying attention to…” I stumbled out, but I couldn’t finish when he cut me off with a low growl and rolled his eyes and turned and walked away. “Damn, who pissed in your cheerio’s this mornin, ass-monkey?” I mumbled under my breath as we walk across the street and onto campus. I must have said it louder than I thought; I did have a bad habit of not being able to keep my mouth shut. Momma always says I have no filter and my mouth was going to get me in trouble someday. At that, this mystery guy spins around and grabs my arm hard, making me stumble and almost fall on my ass.
“What did you just say?” His voice low and husky, that sexy sound that just makes you weak in your knees. Once again, there I was staring into those swirling bowls of honey, lost in them.
‘Holy sweet mother of baby Jesus! What is wrong with me?! You don’t even know this guy and here you are drooling over him.’ I thought to myself, and I shook my head to get my head to focus.
“Fuck off and get the hell off of me!” I said as serious and sternly as I could.
“Great we’re going to die because you couldn’t keep your mouth shut.” This random voice in my head said. I didn’t pay it any attention though being to focused on what was going on. About the same time, I hear Ty shouting and I look over to see him and Damon running across the parking lot towards me. Both having already shifted a couple years ago, had that inhuman speed, and made it across the parking lot and to my side in seconds. Damon gets up in this random dude’s face causing him to let go of me.
“We have a problem here?” Damon looks between me and him.
“No Damon. It’s fine.” I say, but I should’ve known that wasn’t going settle it.
“Fine? He had his hands on you! That is not fine!” Ty’s face is turning red from anger, and I can see his eyes changing color. He was fighting his wolf to keep control.
“Just a misunderstanding. Sorry miss.” Awe that husky voice again. Good lord, what is wrong with me?!
“Ty, Damon, everything is fine. Besides I can handle myself.” I shrug Ty off my shoulder and start walking into school.
I get into my first class, pysch101, which I share with Kira. I go straight towards her and sit in the seat next to her in the back of the class.
“Bitch where you been?” Kira gives me a questioning look.
“Who you calling bitch, bitch?” I chuckle at her trying to avoid talking about what just happened.
About halfway through class, the door opens and who walks in? None other than the guy I ran into not 2 hours ago.
“Ughhh FUCK!” I whisper to myself.
“What? Do you know him?” Kira asks.
“Well, enough to call him an ass-monkey and tell him to fuck off, but other than that…Nope. Sure don’t.” I throw my head back, looking up at the ceiling and sliding down in my chair.
“WHAT?!” Kira’s eyes the size of baseballs.
“Explain later?” I plead with my eyes.
“I want all the details!” she demands as she turns back towards the front of the class. I groan but nod my head in agreement. All of a sudden there’s a sharp pain in my side. I look down only to find Kira is poking my side with her pen. When I look up at her, she nods her head to the right, telling me to look. I slowly look over to my right and,
“Holy fuck! You’ve got to be KIDDING ME!!!” I say threw gritted teeth while sinking back down in my seat.
Mystery Guy POV I was across seas helping another pack rebuild after a rogue attack burnt almost everything down. I was set to start college this fall but this was taking more time than originally planned. I had a full ride scholarship for football and had to turn it down due to having to leave the country. I had helped get their combat training up and running again. They were living so far in the past that they only allowed males who had shifted to train at the time. If they had allowed females and unshifted males to train, they probably wouldn’t have suffered such a great loss. I negotiated with the pack’s alpha into letting females and unshifted males start training at the age of 13. Least this way, the kids would have the basics and human form combat down by the time they would shift. Most werewolves would shift around the age of 18, give or take depending on their status within their pack. Then it was all about finding your mate. Me, personally,
Cheyenne POV “Wake up! Wake up!” I hear Tyler just a moment to late as he springs himself onto my bed and starts jumping around sending me bouncing all over the place. “Would you stop before I kick you in the balls?!” I groan out as the morning sun is just starting to peak threw my windows enough to blind me. “You wouldn’t dare!” He acts shocked that I would even think of such a thing, but he knew better because it's happened before. “Get up and ready. Mom is almost done with breakfast!” Tyler heads out of my room and I hear him go down the stairs. I don’t know how that boy can eat so much sometimes. I understand once you shift and you have your wolf, your metabolism skyrockets and it’s like you could eat a whole buffet and still not gain an ounce, but he just takes it to a whole other level. I drag myself out of bed and head for my closet to get clothes for today before heading to the shower. It’s game day so I had to look halfway de
Mystery Guy POV I was just walking on to campus when I heard a loud truck pull in. I looked across the lot to see a jacked-up 1980’s Dodge Ram 1500 pulling in. “Kids these days. Always got to ruin a good thing.” I mumble to myself. Maddox just snorts back in my head in agreement. Just then I saw that Damon kid get out of the driver seat and walk around the back as the Tyler kid was getting out of the passenger seat. “Should we go introduce ourselves?” Maddox asked jokingly. “Put a cork in it.” I say just as I smell that sweet smell. I look back over to see her jumping down from the truck. The guys were laughing at her. I watch as they walk across the lot laughing and joking with each other. “Maybe we should just kill them and get it done with.” Maddox growling in my head. “We wait to hear from Ben. Then we’ll discuss it.” Trying to calm Maddox down was like trying to give a cat a bath. I was just about to start walking
Cheyenne POV “GIRLS! GIRLS FOCUS!” Coach was trying to yell over all of us to get everyone’s attention. Everyone started to quiet down and we were all focused on coach. “As you all know, this is one of most important games of the regular season. In the past, whenever we’ve played our rival team, the game gets pretty nasty. So watch each other’s backs out there.” I look to Kira questionably by what she meant by having to watch our backs. We were well off the field on the sidelines and never had an issue before. So I didn’t understand why we would have to watch our backs now. “For our first-year members, you will be in the front row for this game only. It’s only as a safety measure as our veteran members know what to expect. Returning members, PLEASE let’s not have a repeat of a few years ago!” Coach pleaded and all the upperclassmen had nodded and said ‘Yes ma’am’ in unison. “Ok let’s go out there and give it your all. Remember we’re here to keep the
Cheyenne’s POV I’m blinded by some bright ass white light. I look around trying to get my eyes to adjust and I start to make out where I am. I’m surround by a bunch of wildflowers with the sea off in the distance in one direction and a thick green forest in the other. I’ve never been here before. ‘Where the hell am I? What the hell is going on?’ I thought to myself. Just then, I see the silhouette of a person walking towards me. I immediately go into defensive mode and take my stance when I hear a laugh in my head. “Calm down Cheyenne. It’s just mother.” The voice was soft and conforming and I’ve never heard anything like it. “What? Mother? That’s not my mother! I don’t even know where the fuck I am!? And how do you even know my name? Who the hell are you?!” I yell out looking all around. “That is my mother. The mother of all of us. Calm down she means you no harm. I promise.” That voice in my head calling out again. All of su
Cheyenne’s POV I feel my eyes flutter open, not sure what to expect at this point. Once my vision focuses, I look around and realize I’m in a hospital room. It’s still dark outside so I must not have been out that long. I look around and see a figure passed out in the chair besides my bed. I let my eye adjust a little bit more and then I realize that it’s Tyler. I reach over to grab his hand that was resting on the edge of the bed. When I touched it, he jumped up and looked at me. “Cheyenne, you’re awake!” He damn near pounced on me to give me a hug. “No. No I’m not. Just having an out of body experience.” I say jokingly. He pulls back from me with a smirk on his face. “Yep, you’re going to be just fine.” “What the hell happened? Where am I?” I asked looking around the room. “You tried to play hero again. Something about tackling another cheerleader out of the way from being crushed by 3 football players and you smashe
Cheyenne’s POV After a bunch of testing, I was finally released from the hospital and was able to get home to my own bed. I really didn’t get shit for sleep the past couple nights being in the stiff ass hospital bed. I told everybody that I just wanted to be left alone so I could sleep. I had mid-terms coming up and I didn’t want to be so tired that I was sleeping through them. Last I saw on the clock on the nightstand by my bed, it was 4:30pm on Sunday afternoon. I had classes tomorrow but mid-terms didn’t start till Thursday. Professors were using the first part of the week to review everything that we’ve learned so far. When I woke up, the sun was high in the sky. I jumped up and looked at the clock; 10:30am! Shit! I was late! Why the hell didn’t anybody wake me up?! I jumped out of bed and start flying around my room getting dressed as quickly as I could. I was dressed and out the door in record time! I made it in time to my 3rd period
Cheyenne’s POV After I got home, I had been thinking more on this upcoming war that I was supposed to fight in and if I failed, it would mean the end for my kind. I decided to do some research on the past wars that greatly effected our kind as a whole with the help of Koa. She was actually very helpful and knew a lot about the history of our kind. Needless to say I was kind of surprised at how much she knew. I was looking for patterns, who won and how they won and that's when I noticed the dates of each of the major wars. They were all exactly 150 years apart. Spaced out just enough that the stories could be past down but 1 werewolf wouldn’t have to live through 2 wars in the same life time. “Well that’s weird…” I thought to myself, forgetting once again that I was not alone in my head anymore. “What’s weird Dearie?” Koa’s smooth voice coming back in my head. “All these wars. They are all right around 150 years apart. Granted