The Gifted Teenage She-Wolf

Chapter 1 Prelude My name is Patricia Grady. I am a teenage she-wolf warrior in the Dark Night Pack. Alpha Vincent McKnight is my alpha. My father is a top warrior in the pack. His name is Patrick Grady. I also have an older brother, Patrick Jr. Or “Rick” as well call him. He has already shifted two years ago and is training to become a top warrior like my father. I was 14 years old when I first shifted into my wolf, Morgan. My wolf is beautiful, light gray fur with black paws and a black tail. She is also a gifted wolf though I did not know it at the time. I remember my first shift well. Patricia's POV I was standing in the clearing outside of the tree line of the forest that surrounded my pack. I was there with all the other 14-year-old wolves from my pack. It would be the first time shifting for all of us and we were all so excited for tonight's first pack run on the year. I had dreamed of this day all my life. I have always been a little bit shy and have had some trouble fitting in. Getting to run with the rest of the pack made me feel a sense of belonging and pack pride that I had never experienced before. I felt the anticipation as I awaited the signal from our Lead Pack Warrior/Trainer, Xander Donahue, that would indicate the pack was approaching and it would be time to begin shifting. We had been practicing all week with Xander for this run. Anxiously I watched Xander. Feeling both excitement and anxiety. I had heard from everyone that the first time was painful. As soon as I saw his signal I began shifting. Pain radiated throughout my body as I felt my bones breaking and rearranging. I let out a soft squeal and gritted my teeth. I did not want to scream for fear of being thought of as weak; yet this was the worst pain I had ever felt in my life. I felt myself bend down on all fours and watched as my hands turned into paws. I felt my tail shootout from my tailbone. Lastly, my fur erupts from my skin. I hear Xander shout through the mind-link for us to run. I took off at a good speed and felt members of the pack rush by me as I began to merge into the group. I ran for about ten minutes until I noticed the lake and the waterfall that was located on our pack lands. Curiosity took over me as I felt the need to see what my wolf looked like. I darted out of the group and ran towards the water. I slipped on the wet rocks and released a howl as I felt myself fall down the waterfall and land into the lake below. Darkness took over me. A few minutes later I opened my eyes to see I had made it to dry land. My father stood over me crying. He thought I had died. “Daddy,” I spoke. My father opened his eyes and both joy and relief filled his eyes as he saw that I was alive. I looked over to the lake and saw my wolf for the first time. I was light grey with black paws and a black tail. I also noticed I had a faint white glow all around me. The light vanished after a few minutes but by then many of the pack members had arrived to see what happened. They saw the glowing white light, and all began to whisper, “gifted wolf.” My Alpha, Vincent McKnight, and his son, Vincent Jr., or “Vin” as most called him, had arrived on scene, and began to speak to my father. He told my father that he would have to notify the Elders and that they would need to test me to determine my gift. We already knew that I was able to heal myself very quickly, but they wondered what else I could do and how it may benefit the pack. Vin offered to run beside me and escort me back to the packhouse. I accepted his offer because I did not want to offend him, but I laughed on the inside because; in all the 14 years I have lived in the pack, he had never once really noticed me. “Oh sure, now that we are “special” he wants us, jerk, “my wolf Morgan hissed. The thought made her want to punch him in his stupid handsome face. “Wow, hi, are you, my wolf?” I questioned. “My name is Morgan,” she greeted. Once we arrived back at the packhouse, Vin escorted me to his father’s office. His father had not yet returned to the packhouse, so Vin stayed with me and stared at me with interest. “Did you know you were gifted?” he asked. “No,” I replied.” I am just a surprised as you.” “Does your family have a history of having a gifted wolf? He asked. “No,” I replied. “Not to my knowledge but you could ask my father,” “Ok, I will,” he said. Then he asked me if I felt any different now and I told him, “No.” “What is with the 20 questions?” my wolf, Morgan, asked in my head. I smiled at her. He stood up from his chair and walked slowly toward me. He turned around to show me his back and lifted the back of his shirt. I gasped at the sight of the rippling muscles on his back and his broad muscular shoulders, which caused him to chuckle. “What is wrong with you? Morgan scoffed. “What? He is very handsome, even if he is a jerk.” I said back to her. “There is nothing wrong with our eyes,” I reminded her. She agreed but reminded me to not get too sucked in by his charms. “See if you can heal the scar on my back,” he asked. Reluctantly, I stood up to place my hand on his back, I hesitated for a moment, not sure if I wanted to touch him. I did not want to embarrass myself again. I took a deep, calming breath and put my hand over top of his scar. I watched as his scar quickly healed with a few seconds following my touch. “Wow, that tingled.” he said, “Did it work?” he asked. “Yes, “I told him. “Your scar is gone.” Excitedly he ran into the in-suite bathroom inside the office. He looked at himself in the mirror and yelled, “Whoa, this is so cool.” His father arrived at his office with my father in toe. He saw Vin in the bathroom and asked him what happened. Vin told him that I had healed his back scar with my touch. All three men became both shocked and excited by my new powers until something donned on the Alpha. He said with a concerned sigh to the room, “My only concern is; since her gift is healing, it may foretell that a war is coming.” I will call the Elders and have them come as soon as possible. Vin POV I cannot believe that our pack has been blessed with a gifted wolf. This is so cool. Also, I am so glad to be rid of that ugly scar. I hear that girls like scars on a guy but that one always made me feel self-conscious. Now I can take off my shirt without fear. Patricia is incredibly beautiful. I feel kind of bad that I never noticed her before. I think I may have annoyed her by asking too many questions, but I am so excited that I want to everything about her.