Alpha's Ballet Mate novel Chapter 1

"Does she ever talk? I don't think she has talked once since school started." It was the same thing. No matter how much I hid in the corners of rooms, no matter how silent I was, someone seemed to notice me. Maybe it was my sun kissed skin, or maybe it was my blonde hair with that one red streak.

"I heard that she is even shy around her family." It was just like high school all over again for me. Even though I was 19 and in college everyone still thought me weird. No one knew the truth though. The first rule of being a werewolf was not to let humans know that we live among them. Humans thought the monsters were just fairy tales. I thought that being shy would help keep that secret.

"You know that they won't stop talking like that until you open up." My wolf, Evey, chirped. Often when she said things like this I ignored her. Because it was a work period it was easy to ignore her by putting in my ear buds. Right away my favorite song came on. "As Long as You're Mine" from the musical Wicked.

The thing was that I am a ballerina and me and my partner have a dance in the works for this song. Since I was about five I've always thought in eight counts. In my head I saw the dance and felt it. I felt how me and my partner moved in sync to the song and how his hands felt at the times we touched. Every time I did this my wolf growled. "What?"

"Mate wouldn't be happy with you thinking of another man's hands on you." I just scoffed at my foolish wolf. My partner was Adam, my packs alpha's son and I was the beta's daughter. We knew that we wouldn't be dance partners once we found our mates because mates are often over protective. "How many times do I have to tell you Evey? We don't have a mate."

"Yes we do Abigail and we would have found him if you actually left the house more than for school and to dance with Adam." Ouch. That hurt. Most wolfs find their mate by the time they are 18 but I haven't. "I do come out more than that Evey." The only thing my wolf did was scoff. "New moons don't count Abigail." We wolves could shift any time we wanted but I chose to shift on new moons. It was more privet and drew less attention to me.

I was often too shy to even talk to my family and pack. When meetings were held in my house I was invited to come down because I would most likely be the next beta but I didn't. My brother was two years younger than me but the Alpha family likes me more. I don't see how but maybe it's because me and Adam have been friends forever. My brother was also taught to be a beta in case my mate was in a different pack.

"Thank you Alpha Jacobson." My voice was higher and sweet but quiet. "Please come join us." My father said. A few Alpha's and their sons were there along with Beta's and future Beta's if they were old enough. Because I still hadn't found my mate I was the only girl at the table. My pack was unique that way. Alpha's were always male but that was just because Alpha couples always have a boy first. Women on the other hand could be Beta's or other high ranking position, as long as they were the first born or an older sibling died. Girls typically though weren't Beta's because their mate was in another pack.

"Will Alpha Michaels be joining us?" I had never met Theo Michaels in person but he was the alpha of one of the neighboring packs. I've heard he is one of the strongest Alpha's in generations and the most popular guy within all the packs of this state. At 22 he was the youngest current Alpha. "No, I am meeting with him tomorrow." As I took my seat next to my father I thought about some of my dances. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

Pirouettes, coupe turns, faute turns, ballottés... "Abigail stop. Now is not the time to be thinking about that." My father mind linked me. He always knew when I thought about dances when I wasn't meant to. The Alpha's and Beta's were talking about the rogue problem in our area. "We should start training at ten if it is becoming a problem."