Hey guys :) this is my first fanfic so please tell me what think? this first chapter is short, because i want to test the waters see what everyone thinks :) its from my OC's (Lupa's) point of view... thanks and i hope you enjoy :)xx

Disclaimer (I don't own teen wolf or their smexy werewolf's... however i do own my OC's so thats a start!)

LPOV

The illuminate light of the moon slowly filtered through the glass of my window, lighting up my small bedroom, scattered with memories preserved in glass, and posters of far away destinations. It isn't much but it's my place, a way of dreaming beyond the confines of this small town. And when I say small I mean micro, like where the doctors office, post office and supermarket are all in one shack, ok fancy shack made from bricks but still 'MICRO'.

I lay on the silk sheets staring at the celling my long brown wavy hair cascades across my pillow, who can be bothered tying it up to sleep. So many thoughts are racing through my mind, every time I try to close my eyes another worry pops into my brain. The stupid neon green numbers on the clock are flashing 2.26, reminding me that I can't sleep. I could here the pitter-patter of rain on the roof, slowly the drops started to sound like ticks, and blended with the sound of my clock.

I knew what was coming, 'the plan' according to my parents, 'we are of a pure line' according to them, full shifters, one that needs to be continued. We live in Cloudlake California, surrounded by forest and lakes, it's a tiny almost non-existent town barely seen on a map, but it's home, for the past 17 and a half years anyway.

My family is part of the Traffet pack, which in-habits most of the town, and unfortunately it's short on females…. so desperate times call for desperate measures… I'm not being dramatic either in exactly five days time during the full moon, I'm going to be forced to be mated to Xavier, the future alpha of our pack, once his father dies which will be soon, unfortunately lycanthropy doesn't mean you don't age, and he's the only surviving heir of Hank, which means the power goes to him.

Xavier is as self righteous as they come, he knows his power is coming and no one will challenge him, he's the type of person that would kill his own father just to get it sooner… for a 26 year old he is the most immature person to walk the Earth! It's not like he really likes me anyway, not because I'm one of those girls that's like eww nobody notices me, but mainly because I broke his nose. Not because I have anger management or anything, he was being pervy, I love running through the forest, being so close to nature, unfortunately shifting means I lose my clothes, and I did NOT want any 'company', or sleazy pompous asshat following me. He only likes my heritage and ability to make pure heir's for him, for all I care he can shove it were the sun don't shine.

All I know is I can't do it, well wont do it, I cant stay here be with him, I have to go, even my inner wolf was agreeing with me. You have to trust your instincts, and mine are saying make haste, to greener pastures. I sat up on my bed slipping into some shorts and a singlet, with a small jacket. I pressed play on my iPod dock letting the low beats of classical music travel through my room. My parents new I liked to wake up early and practice dance, so they would assume I was doing just that. I picked up a picture on my desk of my parent and I, it was from six months ago on one of the hottest days we have had at Cloudlake, the whole pack went to the main lake for a party. Most of our town was made up from the pack back then. I quickly folded the picture placing it in my jumper pocket, taking a deep breath.

Before I knew it my feet were sprinting across the slightly damp ground, I was traveling deeper into the forest then ever before, all I new was I had to get away, I wanted to live not be forced into continuing a blood line. I didn't know where I would go, but I had to get far away, before long the pack would track me, 20 against one wasn't good odds, I quickly darted for the river knowing the water would weaken my scent. Tears started to fall from my eyes as I crossed the river, I thought about my family, I was leaving, I knew deep down forever. I was cutting across an open field when suddenly I stopped. It was the most beautiful smell ever, like a pine forest or sunset; all my previous thoughts abandoned me, my inner wolf came to full alert as I took in the mouthwatering scent, sending shivers down my spine. I looked into the trees ahead and saw two glowing red eyes. An alpha.