Silver moon pack is one of the most mystical places to ever exist, we are located to the edge near the most mouth watering waterfall.

The moon shines down on our pack giving us light in the night, the water sparkles as the suttle waves wash upon the shores. The ground looks as if the moon goddess hand placed little diamonds one by one in the sand. The leaves in the trees sways with the wind in each direction and the pixie dust From the pixies fill the sky as they make their daily rounds going to and from their homes.

We live amongst most of the magical creatures in the forest, trolls, pixies, fairies. The birds chirp in the sky singing sweet songs….

“Thud”

“Why don’t you be a quiet nerd.” Timothy the big bully said.

“Gosh you’re hurting my ears.” Randy said.

“I can’t believe our next in line Alpha is a nerd.” Randy said again.

“ I’m not a nerd, I just enjoy different things.” I said.

“Alpha's are supposed to fight for their pack, not read them poetry and stories.” Timothy said.

“Punch”

“Let’s go boys, he’s not going to put up a fight.” Timothy said once more.

I held on tightly to my stomach and got up from the floor. I watched as Timothy the bully and his sidekick Randy disappeared into the crowd ahead of me.

I looked at my watch and noticed my class had already started. I ran through the hallway and up the stairs bumping into Stacy. “Ohh I’m sorry, let me help you.”

“Get away you freak.” Stacy shouted.

I stood up and continued running. I saw teacher Sarah about to close the door, so I picked up the pace, slid my feet on the floor and held onto the door tightly.

“ Ohh, Christopher, you startled me.” Teacher Sarah said.

I giggled and entered the classroom, I took my seat next to Matthew, my best bud and took out my book of poetry.

I’m Christopher Heartland. I'm eighteen years old, I’m quiet, funny and as some of the elderly say I’m sweet hearted. I’m the next in line Alpha of the Silver moon pack along with my brothers Chad and Collin and my sister Leah.

But I'm no Alpha material. I'm not big and buff. My body is little and flimsy, if the wind blows really hard I go with the leaves. I wear glasses so taking a punch to the face wouldn’t do me much good. Also if I remove my glasses I wouldn’t be able to see my opponent. I attend Long hill International College. The school has both humans and werewolves who interact pretty well with each other. I’m in my final year of college and honestly I can’t wait to leave this place. I'm a couple months away from my Diploma in Architecture and my Diploma in literature. I love how you construct things and put it together, I also love poetry. I love the flow of the words, how the right words fit together perfectly could make your sorrow turn to joy and even your joy to sorrow. But those aren’t the things an alpha should do according to Timothy the bully. Boy do I wish I could kick his a** just once.