Royal Alpha Jaxon

He looked deep into her deep green eyes, lightly touching her hair with his calloused fingers.

"I love you," he breathed, bending down. I gasped, knowing his intentions.

"Juliette!"

Juliette lifted her head from her book, her mothers demanding voice startling her.

Her mother usually knows not to disturb her while she's reading.

Setting down the thick love novel Juliette had been so wrapped up in on her desk, she fixed her clothes, and walked out of her bedroom.

Her house is a blanket of warmth she noticed, as she walked down the stairs of her small house.

Being a rouge isn't glamorous; they are treated like dirt, and hated among the pack community.

Juliette walked down the hallway, stopping at the lounge room for which she knew her mother would be in.

She was apprehensive at first, worried that she was in the wrong because she does tend to find trouble easily.

She walked into the cozy lounge, a foreign person sitting on the couch, sipping tea from one of mothers posh cups.

She seemed around early 50's, with light grey hair and wrinkled cheeks.

She had a bright smile, and blue eyes that were barely viewable behind her thick glasses.

She wore a pristine white coat, and polished black shoes

One of her shriveled hands was holding a small metal cart, that had what looked like a safe upon it.

She looked straight up like a nurse, leaving Juliette wanting to trace her steps back up to her bedroom, where her favorite book and bed was.

The old lady and Juliette's mother Karen stood, Karen looking like she just won the lottery.

"Juliette Kerson, my name is Linda and I'm here to inform you about what will happen in the next two months."

Linda's voice was strangely deep for a woman, but calming all the same, as she stuck her pale hand out.

Confused, and equally nervous, Juliette shook her delicate hand.

"I'm sorry, but can you please explain," Juliette asked, glancing at Karen, who was beaming widely, her cheeks bright pink and red.

"Congratulations, you have been chosen for the 30 day pack trial!" she yelped like it was the best thing in the world, while Juliette's heart sank, and her stomach turned over.

"I-i don't understand," she stuttered, looking at her mother then back at Linda.

Juliette doesn't want to be in the 30 day trail, let alone in the nightmare pack.

Every year 100 juvenile Wolves are chosen to do the 30 day trail, and only 50 of those Wolves make it into the Nightmare pack.

At the same time all Wolves over 50 years old in the nightmare pack are kicked out to be rouges like over half the Werewolf population.

Everyone but an Alpha is born a rouge, if you wish to be a pack member, you must work for it.