lovable alpha and the abused human

Clayton Collymore - 24 - alpha of the blood moon pack           Hey, my name is Clayton Collymore but you can call me Clay. That’s what everybody calls me. I am the Alpha of the Blood Moon pack. My brother is the King of Alphas. He is pretty important. He is also and Alpha for a different pack. I am 24 and i haven’t found my mate. my wolf is going crazy in my head and so am I. I have been alpha for two years now. Even though you made themselves is your weakness, you are a better leader with them. I think a little clearer, see a little clearer, become a little stronger. But those are just a side benefits. I want a strong him to stand by me and lead with me. if something happens to my brother I’m next in line to become the king. I can’t wait to find my beautiful Nate. I would love her with all my heart and rearrange her guts every night. She won’t know what hit her the second I lay eyes on her. My better and best friend Noah is my wing man. I definitely haven’t saved myself for my mate. And I helped him get all his woman. He is still waiting for his mate to. He’s 25. He is the jokester. We both are hysterical but I tend to be a little more serious. Then we have my baby sister Mya. She is the only important woman (alive) besides my maid that I love. She is 17 so I had to step up and become her legal guardian since our parents died. She is so fragile sometimes but she’s also the biggest b***h ever. She’s annoying and funny at the same time. I hate her and love her all at once. Kaimana Kamealoha - 17 - weak human of Grilamore (the town)            hi there, my name is Kaimana, but you can call me Kai. I am a senior in high school. I am majorly depressed. I don’t really plan on going to college. I would love to but I would never be able to afford it. I have been on my own for almost 2 years now. And I am 17. My stepfather is gone, and my real father is dead. I don’t really want to talk about them though. And my mother is in rehab… In California. She didn’t have a choice though. She deserves to get help, I don’t my older brother ran away. I’m not sure if he was alive but he would be 26 right now, his name is Caleb. My very best friend, Iolana, I just call her Lana, is from Hawaii. If you couldn’t tell by her name. I am too. I lived in Hawaii with her until my mom remarried. Lana‘s mother and my mother were best friends growing up. Our parents were actually a little friend group through most of their schooling. All until a little over three years ago. My mom met an American online. Then we moved here, the summer before I started high school. The summer before my life got ruined. they got married. Things happened. I hated school. I had to learn a whole new language that I’m not even fluent yet. I can hardly have a conversation! I live in a small apartment. Sometimes I go without water and electricity because I can’t pay the bills. I work at a sketch up and I also walk dogs. Even though it’s two jobs it doesn’t bring too much money in. I want to end my life. I truly do. Imagine you’re hanging from a rope and it’s on it’s last strand. That’s me hanging in the last strand is Lana. I want to rip. I do. I’m ready to leave. I don’t really want to explain why on paper because it would be never ending. You’re probably also wondering why my mother is all the way in California and not here, in Virginia. Well that’s because I spent all my savings, Lana pitched into, (in secret of course otherwise my mother would never have gone), to pay for the best rehab center for her. This place weeks Hawaiian which not many do, that’s why I sent her there. So she could feel someone at home. And I was left with no choice but to stay in the small town. Alone.