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Discovery

Discovery

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Alaska Jordan is on the run, after her mother’s death social services want to put her into care. There is one problem though, she has a secret. She is a Werewolf. She can’t risk her paranormal abilities being exposed and so she runs away from the authorities holding her captive in search of her father, where her supernatural genes came from. When an accident causes her to finally meet her father, she finds that she has got a lot learn. Through her struggle Alaska will face betrayal and heartbreak. She will face enemies who see her as a priceless gift as female lycanthropes can produce pure blooded werewolves if they mate with a male. For Alaska to remain sane she will have to battle with her identity and discover who she really is, she if a pack will accept her and rescue her from the death that follows her. Or will they leave her for the enemies that are closer than she thinks?

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Alaska Jordan is on the run, after her mother’s death social services want to put her into care. There is one problem though, she has a secret. She is a Werewolf. She can’t risk her paranormal abilities being exposed and so she runs away from the authorities holding her captive in search of her father, where her supernatural genes came from. When an accident causes her to finally meet her father, she finds that she has got a lot learn. Through her struggle Alaska will face betrayal and heartbreak. She will face enemies who see her as a priceless gift as female lycanthropes can produce pure blooded werewolves if they mate with a male. For Alaska to remain sane she will have to battle with her identity and discover who she really is, she if a pack will accept her and rescue her from the death that follows her. Or will they leave her for the enemies that are closer than she thinks?

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Chapter 1
 The soft howls of a wolf’s song pierced the moonlit sky, creating theperfect scenery for a horror movie from my perch in the tree I had calledhome for the past three days. I could feel the ice cold air on my skin, eventhrough the sleeping bag that was wrapped around my body. The windcarried the wolves’ song that seems so harsh and fierce yet it seemed tocalm my nerves and relax my muscles, helping me give myself to sleep. Irefused to fall asleep until my counterparts finished. My blood itched withthe need to sing with them, to be part of a pack.A year ago that would have seemed strange to me-especially because Iwas from a town halfway across the state with no knowledge thatanything supernatural existed. Of course that all changed on the night mymother told me about my heritage that my father was in fact a Werewolf,to say I didn’t believe her was an understatement, we fought and Istormed out. It was that pain filled night that I had my first change, I wasalone and scared. I had never experienced so much pain in my entire life.I didn’t remember that night at first. I woke up in the surrounding forestnaked and covered in blood, not knowing if I had been the victim or thepredator, if I had killed animal or human I ran home to my mother. Shecomforted me, like a mother should, knew what I had been through.Months after that we had been fine through her support I tried to controlmy changes and it worked.She had tried to contact my father, he knew of my existence apparentlybut didn’t want to acknowledge that he had daughter that wasn’t from hisfirst love. I had only met the guy twice in my life and now I was putting myheart and soul into finding him. That’s how I ended up a tree in the BlueRidge Mountains in the North of Georgia. After my mother had been killedin an attack that was my fault, social services tried to put me into carewhen they couldn’t identify my father as a real person. So I did the typicalteenage response and ran away, sure I was almost eighteen and Iwouldn’t have been in care for long, but I couldn’t risk whoever I wasstuck with finding out what I was.So after a long and agitating debate with myself and my mind I followedmy mum’s directions to where my father lived. Apparently they hadagreed that in any case of emergency I should……I should go to him, eventough I barely knew the man. So I had travelled on estimate 1403 miles
 
from Colorado to Georgia. I’m not from Colorado or Denver though, I’mfrom Britain, mum had a Job offer from the American side of the companyshe worked for, and so she took. On what would be a twenty hour journeyby car had taken me four days from bus rides and walking. That was onlyrecently though, I had been prowling the streets of America for well overfive months just drifting from town to town, stat to state in what seemedlike a haze. I tried not to feel, to keep all emotions locked down tight. Thatwas the worst way to deal with grief or so I had been told, because whenyou least expect it, it will sneak up on you and bite you on your arse whenyou least expect it.It was in the middle of the winter in Mountains and snow was fallingheavily, I wrapped my sleeping bag around me and looked down. It was along drop if I fell down, I had decided that it was safer to crash up a treerather than on the forest floor where any sort of predator could hunt me if I wanted. I had given up on finding the town where my father and familyhis lived three days ago when I had ran out of all my money and food.Over the past couple of days I had never felt so weak in my entire life. Asthe temperatures plummeted I was sure I was at risk of hypothermia, Ihadn’t been able to have any food since I had arrived in the forest. I hadfound a river though which had supplied my with a good wash and waterto drink from, no matter how cold he water was I was glad to be clean.With my duffle bag on the branch below mine, I listened as the wolf’s howlfinished and let sleep drag me into darkness, hoping there wouldn’t benightmares.************************************* The sense of someone beside me penetrated my sleep. I thought at firstthat my senses were just confused from my sleep induced haziness butthen I heard voices. Male voices. Oh My God, I commanded my body to bestill, not knowing what they would do to me if I was awake. How did theyget up the tree, I had chosen this one because it had been so difficult toclimb and I had had to use my extra strength from my wolf to get upthere.“What state is she in Christian?” someone asked, the voice was deep andsounded far away I presumed whoever had spoken was on the ground.“Not good. I think she is suffering from hypothermia, not severely, but herpulse is slow, I can’t tell how badly. I don’t think she’s eating in a whileeither.” This voice sounded younger like he was next to me or above me. Iwasn’t paying attention to their words though; I was too panicked aboutmy discovery.
 
When I felt the guy’s hands on me however I opened my eyes and nearly jumped out of my skin, at a quick glance I could tell that he was goodlooking, but I didn’t have time to ponder on his look I had to get awayfrom him. There was know telling what I would do this close to the fullmoon and in my panicked state.Christian the boy in front of me put his hands out as if I was a frightenedanimal. “It’s okay we won’t hurt you.”My mind could get past the attack on me and my mother though; Icouldn’t breathe properly through my panic induced haze. My mind toldme to calm down but nothing worked, when he came closer I scrambledback forgetting that I was at least 25 feet off the ground and wrapped in asleeping bag that prevented me moving far. He tried to catch me, like anyhero would but it was too late. I was falling from the haven I thought safe,which it had been until it had been invaded.As I fell I crashed into numerous branches of various sizes and strengths, Icould feel parts of my body breaking under the impact. It seemed to go onforever, until finally the ground rushed up to me and I made the stupidmistake of pushing my left hand forward to try and stop my fall. At thatvelocity I knew that my arm would break from the impact, yet it was oneof those knee jerk reactions that you think will help in these types of situations but are actually ten times worse. My head hit the ground asecond later; I hadn’t even had time to scream. I rolled over onto my side,pain and nausea coursed through my body, I retched and tried to screamin pain but nothing worked right, finally darkness encroached on myvision. The last thing I felt before darkness took its hold over me wasstrong arms gently carrying me away.************************************************When awareness returned I found myself lying on a bed covered in thickblankets. It had been so long since I slept in a bed that I just focused onthe pleasure on softness and warmth. I knew that feeling wouldn’t lastthough, as my mind and body caught up with each other, the memories of the fall penetrated and I could finally feel my body’s pain. No pain was tolight a word, Agony, my bodies agony. But with that thought, came anentirely knew one, Where was I? And how was I on a bed?I tried to open my eyes but they just fluttered open and shut, like they hadbeen glued together. I thought I should panic at my lack of sight but Iquickly got my other senses to work. My sense of smell was a bustbecause all I could smell was antiseptic, blood and warmth. The first thing

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