Chapter 1


    Chapter 1: Return to Night Sky Pt. 1


    When Serena drove across the border into Night Sky pack territory, a moment of hesitation struck her


    heart. Her foot itched to press the break and reconsider, but she clenched her hands on the steering


    wheel and kept going. No! She‘de too far to turn back now, and all because she had a case of


    jitters of thest time she‘d been there? Night Sky wasn‘t the pack Serena had been born into, but she


    was returning from medical school and had been offered a residency position at the new medical


    building in Night Sky territory. It was a smart move for her to make for her career. Starseeker, the pack


    she‘d been born into, had always been close allies to Night Sky, so she would still get to see her father,


    Alpha of Starseeker, her mother who was Luna, and her twin brother Santino. If she was being


    perfectly honest with herself, Serena was d for the chance to step out of her brother‘s shadow. He


    had been selected to be the next Alpha, so her parents were always working with him and training with


    him. Serena didn‘t mind, he was her twin! But she wanted the chance to prove herself, and it was better


    to do that in a fresh environment.


    Sighing, Serena rxed her hands. She was grateful there was still another pack in the Federation to


    relocate to. Ever since Moonshine had been taken over by an illegitimate Alpha and separated from the


    Federation, tensions were high. Serena understood the resistance she’d encountered when she


    pursued her current career path in another pack. Reason had won out in the end. What better way to


    keep Night Sky and Starseeker on good terms if the daughter of Alpha Thomas from ?tarseeker was


    living and working among the Night Sky pack? Inwardly, Serena satisfied herself with the thought that


    she was helping her father in ways Santino never could! She still had a long drive ahead of her. The


    border of the pack territory was two hours from the building she was headed to. A long, straight shot


    with no turns and nothing but forest to look at. Serena hadn‘t been in such an open, natural setting in a


    long time, not since thest time she had been in Night sky territory. That had been quite a party!


    Serena had just graduated from college, and the Federation had thrown a masked ball, a tradition that


    hadn‘t been practiced in centuries. Sure, every year one of the three, now two, packs hosted a


    graduation party for all pack members that were graduating from some education program. The


    masked ball had been an event brought forward through time, requiring fancy dresses and intricate


    masks. Serena had been so overwhelmed by the flourishes of color and sparkles. She hadn‘t even


    really wanted to go, but it was tradition. Her mother, Charlotte, had picked out a red ballgown and


    matching mask for her. The moment she‘d stepped through the door, Serena had grabbed herself a


    flute of champagne. A few more ssester, she‘d started to loosen up. “I do believe, dear sister, you


    are drunk” Santino teased her. Serena giggled, pulling her champagne away from her brother as he


    tried to snatch it from her hand.


    ? N?velDrama.Org - All rights reserved.


    “I am a graduate, that is my prerogative,” she pointed out, sticking her tongue out at him since the


    mask made facial expressions hard to see. She did catch Santino‘s eye roll. “Leave it to you to use


    large words when you‘re drunk,” he chastised. “I‘m going to find a foxy female I‘m not rted to so I


    can really begin to enjoy my night.” Serena shrugged, twirling away from her twin and ending up getting


    caught up on the dancefloor with twirling, spinning dresses. Nearly tripping over her own feet, Serena


    stumbled right into the arms of a nearby man. He was dressed all in ck with a matching ck mask.


    The alcohol inhibited her wolf senses, and she could not scent who he was. “My apologies,” Serena


    said, attempting to pull away. “There are few men who would mind getting bumped into by you,” he said


    in a thick, deep voice. Serena scoffed, shaking her head. “Is that your best pickup line?” she asked.


    The man shrugged, taking her


    champagne flute and setting it on a tray as a servant passed by. “Who says it is a line?” he asked,


    taking Serena‘s hand and leading her onto the dancefloor. Serena halfheartedly fought against him, but


    something about his directness and willingness to take control made it easy for her to let go of her


    hesitation The man ced one hand on her hip, bringing her hand to his shoulder. He was so formal


    and proper he had to be rted to an Alpha or Beta. Under the mask, all she saw was a deep pair of


    greenish–yellow eyes. She smiled at him.


    “I don‘t know this dance,” she said. The man smirked at her, leaning in to whisper in her ear. “Just


    follow my lead,” he insisted, keeping their cheeks pressed together as he began. Serena stumbled over


    the first few steps, but her feet caught on to the rhythm soon enough. “This isn‘t so bad,” she said. He


    chuckled, a sound that sent a shiver through her bones. Almost instantly after heugh, he spun her


    away from him. Serena giggled, a rush causing her stomach to plummet. He pulled her back against


    him, the warmth of his body sucking her in. They continued to dance until the song ended, the


    mysterious man leading her through each step. She‘d never danced so formally before, and the


    combination of the dress, the dance, and the champagne had her feeling like a princess! “Not bad,” the


    man teased her as they made their way off the dancefloor. A new, more upbeat dance had begun, and


    Serena didn‘t think she’d be able to keep up. “Where did you learn to dance like that?” she asked, the


    man following her as she went to find another beverage. “Tradition,” he told her. “I was taught in the


    event that a pack decided to host a formal ball again.” Serena scoffed.


    “It seems a little stuffy and outdated to me,” she admitted. “This dress weighs more than I do with all


    theyers of fabric.” Herpanionughed, getting himself a ss of beer. “And here I was, worried I


    wouldn‘t meet anyone interesting at this event,” he said, taking a long drink from his ss. He was


    flirting with “Agreed,” the man said. He leaned down, kissing her shoulder. Serena gasped, closing her


    eyes as his lips nearly burned her skin! Her stomach twisted so pleasantly, tingles running down to her


    curling toes! Reaching behind her, Serena grabbed his hand from her back. She pulled him towards the


    nearest exit. Everyone else was too busy or drunk to notice their departure. She didn‘t care. She had


    the full attention of the man behind her, and that was all that mattered tonight!