Calgary Pack:

Prologue:

Just outside the city rush, a tiny forest was home to the families of the Shape shifters. As you may have heard, Quileutes can turn into wolves. Well, this pack was made up of Quileutes who moved away from their home, La Push, and to the surrounding area of Calgary, Alberta.

Chapter 1:

A nice run was just what Travis needed. The wind blowing through his brown fur, his huge paws pounding against the forest floor, his tongue feeling the rush of air-

Someone seems a little distracted. A girl's voice stated before Travis's face hit the dirt.

There was a barking laughter, and Travis turned to see the brownish-grey wolf of Willow Carter. He growled, and prepared to lung the wolfette who'd tripped him.

Cool it guys.

Travis stopped at the voice of their Alpha, though he could see the amused smirk on his face. Sure, Travis was older than Victor, but Victor was Alpha for a reason, and he had to listen to him. Plus, Victor was bigger with his Alpha-ness, so Travis would be taken down in a fight (not that he'd be stupid enough to fight his Alpha).

Yeah, Travis, cool it. Willow said childishly before running into the forest to phase back.

Travis was distracted. He never noticed that they were in the trees in front of Victor's house. The guy was 16 and he already had his own house and was Alpha of a pack. What a life.

Victor growled, causing Travis to loose the thought. The reason he was here wasn't one he liked them to think about.

After phasing back and changing, Travis ran into the open door of the Alpha's house, Willow on his heels. As he expected, there was no smell of freshly baked muffins or cake like in other Alphas' houses.

"Where's the food, Becca?" Travis asked, looking hungrily at the empty oven.

In the living room that was open from the kitchen, Rebecca Lake sat on the couch, her long black hair pulled up into a ponytail, her feet on the coffee table, reading a magazine.

Rebecca was Victor's imprint, and she was only 16 as well, so he didn't blame her for not having food ready. But he was kinda jealous of the other packs. She spend most of her time here with them anyways, why couldn't she bake once in a while?

Rebecca shrugged her slim shoulders, and took a bite of her Twizzler. A bag of them rested between her legs, and if Travis tried to grab one, Victor would bite his hand off for touching her so close to her… area.

"Do you have two legs, Travis?" She asked, not looking up from her magazine.

Willow sat down on the counter, and Travis sighed. Rebecca used this on him every time he asked her for something.

"Yeah."

"Do you have two arms, Travis?"

"Yes."

She glared at him with her dark green eyes. "Would you like that to change, Travis?"

"No." He rolled his eyes.

"Then get it yourself." Her attention turned back to the magazine, and Willow laughed, her waist-long brown hair brushing against her ripped skinnies and her grey tank.

"That never gets old." She jumped from the counter and went to the fridge, pulling out ingredients for something with cheese in it.

"Thanks for being polite, Willow." Travis said immaterially, sending an accused look at Rebecca.

She just took another bite of her Twizzler and ignored him.

Victor came in the door, then, wearing only jeans like Travis, and a smile on his face when he saw Rebecca.

"Callen still at home?" Travis asked his alpha as Victor sat down next to Rebecca, pulling her black skinny-jean clad legs into his lap. He sat on the middle couchin, Rebecca now leaning against the arm of the couch, smiling.

Sometimes Travis though he would be sick being around them, especially when Victor took a Twizzler from the pack between her legs and she squealed in surprise as he smiled at her, amused.

But, being with Willow didn't help, as she was imprinted on by a wolf in La Push, who she went to see every night when she was done her wolf duties here. The only other option was Callen, who was the loner of the group, and Travis preferred to be with the party, not trying to make friends who were against it.

After a minute, when Rebecca looked at Travis, Victor looked, too, obviously being told in their secret eye language that he was waiting.

"Yeah. He doesn't patrol till tonight, so he might be around later."

Willow brought to the table a dozen grilled cheese sandwiches, and the guys raced to the table, grabbing four each. They would've grabbed more, but Rebecca was brave enough to grab the rest away while they were in mid-place-on-the-plate.

Willow ended up getting only three, and Rebecca had one. It should've made them feel like pigs, but they loved to eat, and weren't ashamed of it.

"So," Willow said, her mouth stuffed with half of Sandwich 2. "There's a party at Trina Halle's today from 4 to 10. It's one of those 'How-long-can-you-swim-without-making-out-or-getting-a-drink' kind of parties. Want to go?"

Rebecca nodded her head eagerly and high fived Willow, who was at the table in front of her. "Wait," Rebecca said. "You weren't invited to this party, were you?"

Willow laughed, throwing her head back, and answered in a 'Duh!' tone, "Of course not!"

"Good." Rebecca laughed.

"As long as Trina's sister, Theodora is there, I'm in." Travis shrugged.

Willow rolled her eyes. "You're such a guy! The only reason you like her is because there was a rumour she had a threesome with Drew and Craig in the band room at school!"

"Yeah," Rebecca agreed from where she was on the floor under Victor's arm. For some reason, Rebecca liked to sit on the floor. "Theo is a slut! I bet if she was there you wouldn't be able to get passed the crowd of people who like her long enough to see her naked in the pool."

"I'll take that bet." Travis said, dropping his last grilled cheese sandwich from his mouth to talk. They all cringed in disgust. "I bet you and Willow I'll get at least a 5 minute make out session with her tonight. If she's there."

"And the loser?" Victor said, raising a brow.

"Loses?" Willow suggested. She hated making bets with high prizes.

Travis scoffed. "Has to kiss Melanie Jamison."

Rebecca thought for a second. Melanie was the overweight girl in her Math class, and she didn't help herself by acting like one of the guys. Lets just say that milk moustaches, puking in peoples mouths, and transferring gases were her specialties. "That's bad, sure, but isn't that kinda rude?"

Victor and Willow agreed.

Travis rolled his eyes and did the childish thing. "You scared, princess? Your man would know it was for a bet. What's at stake?"

Rebecca crossed her arms and glared. Willow and Victor were quiet, as they knew that was true for them as well. Well, if it came up, she could just say she was drunk.

"Fine. Deal."

A/N: Okay, so how did you like it? I still need more characters, especially guys (remember girls are supposed to be rare) and if there are any more Calgary wolves, they'll come in the next chapter with the Calgary wolves.

Also, review and tell me the following things:

1) Who should win the bet

2) What character you like best so far

3) Should I continue with the Calgary wolves for now or go to another pack

I CANT UPDATE AGAIN TIL I GET MORE GUY WOLVES (ESPECIALLY FOR CALGARY) AND I GET ANSWERS TO THE QUESTIONS!