Alisha's POV The two of us chatted the whole ride there, I gave her the run down on Alvan at least the few things I knew about him. He is here in Spain visiting friends and checking out the job situation here. There is no family back in Mexico and he is joining the pack in Barcelona if he decides to stay permanently. His visa is for a year like mine , he picked Spain because of his friends and the fact he knows the language. He grew up bilingual, that's why his English is so good. I took four years of Spanish in high school but even then I still struggle with some words. My brain isn't wired right I guess when it comes to languages, but I manage pretty well. I promised him that we could be friends, but after what she told be about mates and bonds I don't want to get too attached . He's not in the same city as me after today and a two hour drive is going to help with keeping the distance. I don't plan on us getting together again, that was just a fun last weekend and now I have to g

Alisha's POV I can't believe what I'm reading, these charges are ridiculous, these have to be pack laws I've broken because there is no way these are the "normal" laws, well maybe one of them is. I'm pretty sure assaulting an police officer is a criminal action everywhere, but I wouldn't have done that if I had know he was a officer. My parents raised me better than that. But the rest of them there is no way, they weren't a problem in Barcelona.Even the wording didn't sound legit, Paola had warned me how backwards this pack was and now I'm seeing it first hand with this list of offensives I've already been found guilty of. The list wasn't long and I began to read each one out loud. I wanted to address each one with the Beta because I wasn't going down with out a fight or at least voicing my opinion.Taking a deep breath to steady my growing irritation with this whole situation and with a calm voice I started with the first one. involvement with male(s) who are not my mate or im

Alisha's POV I walk the two small steps it take over to the tiny cot , my open suitcase is empty and the contents were spread out over the blanket. Who ever did this didn't even bother with the empty case leaving it on the cot. How nice, I can't help but feel the sarcasm in the situation. I could tell at a glance that most of my things were missing, the only items left on my cot were my underclothes and hygiene products. EVERYTHING else was gone, including my cell phone and charger. That phone had all my contact numbers in it and I needed it to keep in touch with my family. I'm one of those folks who don't bother with memorizing numbers and now I'm screwed. At this point I figure that either one of the staff is a thief , that being very unlikely or my items were confiscated by this ass backwards pack. I wouldn't be surprised either way and right now I'm just too tired to deal with it. This day just keeps getting worse by the minute, and it started off so great. I let out a bi

Alvan POV This is so frustrating , why doesn't she answer my calls or at least reply to one of the dozens of texts I've sent her over the last week. It's been five days since we parted and I don't even know if she got to Calella in one piece. She was supposed to let me know when she settled in and yet here I'm am pulling my hair out with worry. Her friend Paola hasn't shown her face around the city either, she's not answering any texts from my buddy who hooked up with her. It's like they both fell off the face of the world. I had heard rumors about that pack in Calella and none of them good. The males there run the pack almost the same as Alpha Jarlen did if the rumors are true. Assholes who like to dominate the females and treat them like shit. The short time I've spent with Alisha gave me a understanding of her personality and she is going to have trouble there. That female isn't one to follow archaic gender roles. Both of her parents carry Alpha blood and she had a strong

Alisha's POVI've been standing at the front desk since seven this morning and it's almost two in the afternoon. There are no chairs allowed behind the desk and these heels are killing my feet. I let out a sigh and shift my position around so some blood can flow again in my legs. The only good thing about working the front desk is Bianca is assigned here with me , showing me the ropes here at the hotel. Of course there is still the watchful eye of Senora Velez monitoring our behavior, that bitch needs to get a life. I can't stand to have someone breathing down my neck while I'm working. This computer system programming isn't new to me and once I got it up and running I'd had no issues. Everything has been running smoothly all morning, but she still has to find a reason to criticize us. Minor shit like "smile more but don't show so much teeth " kinda crap. This first month for my internship I'm working the front of the hotel and then I move up to the office for the last two months. I