Alpha's Ballet Mate novel Chapter 2

"But that is way before the shifting age." Wolves usually shifted for the first time on the new moon after their 14th birthday. If you had alpha or beta blood you shifted a bit earlier. If you were smaller in size and build you often shifted later. I had shifted for the first time at twelve. My father had helped me through the shift. Usually I was the one staying at home to take care of my brother but when I shifted someone else had to. At least until he shifted.

Mom had died when I was eight so often I was taking care of my brother while dad attended beta duties. During the new moons I loved to shift and stay around this water fall in the neutral territory. It was so beautiful and only I knew about its whereabouts. It always brought me calm because my mom showed to me before she died. Every new moon I went there to shift. "Yes because we all know if our room was big enough to shift in you would just stay there."

"Shut up Evey." Before I knew it the meeting was over. I wasn't even sure what conclusion they came to. "Abigail, when Alpha Michaels comes tomorrow I want you there." Why would he want me there? "Why? Why me of all people father?"

"We decided on sending someone to their pack to see if they can be trusted instead of having Alpha Jacobson meat with him." The alpha might be the most outgoing and kind person ever but the Snow Moon Pack was one of the most vicious packs ever. Rumors speed of this shack out deep in the woods where they torture anyone who is an enemy. They are said to kill entire packs sparing no one. "Why me dad? Why not Adam?" My father just sighed and we sat down on the couch. "I have put saying this off long enough. You need to get out of your comfort zone if you want to be beta." Damn it! "No! Don't be beta! Mate won't be in this pack!" Why did I have to get the wolf that wouldn't shut up?!

"Fine I'll go." I didn't wait for him to say anything. My room was just simple. Grey walls with a futon to sleep on and books lining the wall. I also had a small desk for homework and art stuff. My room was weird in the fact that I had all my dance shoes up on a shelf. From my ballet slippers to many pairs of pointe shoes. When I got to my room my phone rang.

Sorry I can't make today. Dad has my day packed with alpha stuff.

It's fine Adam.

So instead I just switched into a gray tank top, black leggings with a black half cardigan dancer shirt over the tank. Dad had bought me these shoes that mimic pointe shoes but allowed me to dance outside. When I went down stairs I got a water bottle quick and drove to the woods.

It was like a sweet honey and spice with a touch of rose and coffee. My eyes were closed as I let the scent flow through me. With the scent flowing through me and the music it was like a whole new dancer emerged. My feet became an extension of the music moving as if they were no longer hitting mortal ground. The leaves brushed right past my face as I moved through them with expert feet.

I didn't know my body was following the mystery scent. As the song ended it was turn after turn. The final move I did was a calypso into a pirouette. Once the song ended I collected myself until the minuet I felt a pair of strong hands push me into a tree. "Mine." I had stepped into another packs territory. It was only one foot too from when I landed my calypso.

The man before me had well-built muscles under his sun kissed skin. His hair was dark brown and fell to just below his ears and short on the side. His chocolate brown eyes were perching into my duller brown ones. He had a tattoo of a pair of angel wings on his bare right shoulder. The smell coming off him was the same one I smelt before just extremely stronger.

I didn't wait any longer before I twisted out of his grip and ran to my car. I didn't bother to warm it up before I drove away. Night had fallen by the time I got home. "Abigail!" My father asked worried as I ran past him and my brother into my room. The minuet I closed my door and locked it I slid down the wall. "Why did you run from mate! We want mate!"