Chapter 3

It was getting dark outside; not because of time, no not much of that had elapsed since the event had happened, but it was due to an oncoming storm that seemed to plague the thoughts of the working class seeing as they had to either walk or drive home in it.

Though to me I couldn’t care less; infact it was sort of an up to a rather petrifying day. I rather enjoyed the crisp wind that sent a flurry of chills down my spine, or the darkened sky that allowed my sensitive eyes the ability to work without having to squint. Yes, a storm was exactly what I needed right now:

Something to wash away the horrid migraines that I unfortunately claimed and the stress that came with the responsibility of being the only alpha of a pack; much less the fact that I had to work extra hard to keep it inline due to my gender. It was times like this that I wish I could surrender my position as top dog to lead the role of a lowly Omega.

Though none of that would be possible at the time; for now I just had to suck it up and face the pack before me. After all, I called them here, or at least gave Calvin the order to call them here, and they were probably wondering why I did.

I looked down at the small crowd that stood infront of me as I stood from my small stage. (It was a pitiful stage, made out of nothing but a tree that had fallen, flattened by the packs claws and dragged to this spot.)Unlike most meeting, where most members find something better to do then show up, everyone was here; including those who I didn’t even know their name because they hadn’t shown up in so long.;

Even Dustin; who got bailed out of jail again just hours before by another pack member, just to show up. I didn’t know what Calvin did to get them to show up, but it worked.

“The pack meeting will now start!”I announced, hoping it would stop some of the chatter happening in the back row. It didn’t.

“I said…”My voice deepened, “the pack meeting will start now.” I knew I sounded satanic but the voice caught the attention of my pack and that’s all that mattered.

“What exactly did Calvin tell you guys that made you come out here tonight?”I asked, genuinely curious about it; though at the same time wondering if he told them about the original units he showed me today.
I peered into the crowd waiting for someone to answer. Instead I got a shy guy to raise his hand, just barely high enough to be considered raising.

“Yes Hayden?”I asked, giving him a questionable look, though he could see it due to the fact that his eyes were looking at the ground.

“Cal told me and Dustin,” He pointed to the darker brunette version of himself standing next to a short girl with the same hair color, “that  we would get to see chicks without their shirts on.”His hand was now scratching his neck, which, like the rest of him, was cherry red from the embracing words that came from his mouth.

He was obviously telling the truth by the way he dreaded saying it.

Though by the look that crossed every females face, they had a different story to tell. Dustin’s little sister, Leah, shouted from beside her older brother, “He told us that it was an important meeting that concerned our well being. And he said that you would let us hunt for someone after words.”She looked away at the last part, her finding a sick joy out of knowing that she could devour new flesh with the Alpha’s approval.

The rest of the females blushed at the last part, showing the same embraced expression Hayden had. They were also telling the truth.

“Well do any of you guys know how serious this meeting really is?”I questioned, shocked at their immature reasons for actually showing up. They all shook their heads, looking at one another to see if someone had an answer.

I sighed, wanting to give up on the sorry bunch. “Okay, okay okay.”I began, trying to calm myself down. “New question. This one is E-A-S-Y to answer.”I elongated the words to make sure all of them could understand the simple English I was using. “Where is Calvin?”I felt like I was speaking to a class of kindergarteners now.

Everyone shrugged; looking around and then to me for answers. Some even sniffed the air to see if he had been past any time soon. I slapped my forehead so hard it left a mark. They were hopeless. No wonder I was the alpha; I was the only one who could do anything without having to be personally instructed by an authority figure.

Almost on cue, Calvin popped out from the forest to the stage I was standing on. The pack gasped with shock; it was almost considered sacred that only the alpha be on the stage and he was violating that moral thought that our kind created as our unique culture.

Whispers began mustering in the pack as they turned from their friend to stare at the two of us on stage together. “Calvin.” I began, my voice as cold as ice.

He simply waited for me to continue, his hands wrapped behind his back as they remained together by his neatly folded hands. His face was more neoteric than normal, his smile to childlike to be his; he was up to something again.

“No no little Alpha. Please do continue with your speech, terribly sorry I’m late.” He was rather enjoying this.

The rest of the pack looked on with eyes hungry for answers and some juicy story that could be made by this scene.

“As I was going to say.” I continued, trying to focus on the pack. “Calvin found original units. Not just one, but a room filled with them. Each still in their comatose state,” I didn’t take my stare off the group but my hand pushed against Calvin’s side and knocked him off the stage.  “Except for one.”

The group began whispering again. I truly hated having to babysit a pack of hormone crazed teenagers, even though most where older then I.

I turned to Calvin. Noticing he got my attention he spontaneously began removing his jacket till only his stained grey T-shirt remained to cling to his torso; but even that began coming off.