Reborn as Wolf!

Sunday mornings...

Chapter 1 - Present

The beep sound of the machine was the first thing that she heard... 

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Her eyes were still closed... Her small body heavy and painful on the bed, but whose bed?

She didn't remember going to bed or even coming home. In fact, she couldn't remember anything! Her memories ended after she had left the ballet performance.

"You think it worked?" She heard a male voice ask.

"Alpha..." A female voice called out with melancholy and sadness entwined in her words. "I can not tell..."

"How you CAN'T, Sophie?!" The Alpha seemed to have been annoyed by that answer.

"Alpha, I've never seen anything like this." The female voice, Sophie answered. "I'm sure the transformation worked, if not... She would have died long before you got here; however, I don't understand why she is still recovering so slowly."

Alpha looked afflicted with such words. Sophie went on to say that maybe the transformation would save her, but it wasn't enough to change her. In other words, she was still human.

Or... The second probability was like a punch in Alpha's stomach. 

His blood and bite saved her from dying with her parents. Yet, the coma could sign that her body would be rejecting the undergoing changes, which often occurred when attempting to turn a human into a beast, which would gradually kill the little girl.

"N-no!" A faint cry, almost like a meow, escaped her mouth when she heard that she might end up dying. "P-ple-please!"

"Oh, My God!" Sophie screamed at the sight of the young girl awake before running to her side and checking her condition.

The girl saw the woman in a white coat running back and forth desperately before her small eyes met the man in front of her, the Alpha.

In looking at his appearance, she found him strangely familiar... And then, she remembered. Of everything! From that rainy night, her parents, the car, the blood, and she closed her small, sad eyes one more time...                                                                                                                                  

Beep Beep Beep...

Beep Beep Beep...

Beep Beep Beep...

The sound of the alarm was what awoke her from that dream, from that sad childhood memory... A slight growl escaped Penelope's lips. 

It was Sunday morning, and the idea of having to get up at 6:30 a.m of her day off still bothering her... The hair that was semi stuck in a bun, which fell apart overnight, now fell on her face while she was sitting in bed.

Still sleepy, she placed her hand on the chest and focused on a specific noise that only she could hear since she was sixteen years old. 

The second heartbeat in her chest, her mate's heartbeat...

This made her wake up for the training day, and it was her everyday morning routine. She loved knowing he was okay, being another motivation for her to get up early even though the young she-wolf wasn't a morning person. 

She always preferred to participate in the Pack's nocturnal training. Or, if she had no choice, she would train in the afternoon when need... BUT! Any wolf from the Pack would agree; Penelope was never seen in those that occurred in the morning.

Her routine had changed in the last month. She had gotten a job at a restaurant in the nearby town, which cost her a few hours every day. 

From cooking classes, she would leave straight to work, and when the restaurant closed, it took another hour and a half for her to get home since she lived on the other side of town near the pack.

Although tiring, the hard work was worth it. She would gain a lot of experience working in a 4-star venue that was the only one in the area. The only bad part? She would rarely see him now... 

Alexander had been her crush since she was sixteen, coincidence? She believed not. He was also her childhood friend and rival and the only candidate for future Alpha of her Pack.

"Penelope, you're going to be late!" She heard her father, Joseph, calling. He had been her adoptive father since the car accident, as well as being her savior and current Alpha of Mingan, her Pack.

The idea of being late scared her, and her father was the one who led Sunday training, making it even worse. She quickly jumped out of bed and finished her morning routine before going downstairs for breakfast.

Before leaving, she returned to her room once more, running as she remembered that she had forgotten something... 

'What?' Anyone would think... 

A lipstick...

It might even sound silly, but she wanted to look at least a little pretty before Alexander, no matter that it was just training or... 

That he never noticed her...