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Shiloh Grey

"Don't mind me I'm just a little Omega.....SURPRISE ATTACK!"

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a character in “The Howling | Mates”, as played by AvalonKnight

Description

Shiloh Alice Grey

Belong With Me || Taylor Swift

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|| Twenty || Canadian || Shy, Alice, Alli, Grey||



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||"Just the Basic's people" ||

|Gender|
Female
"I would hope this is obvious"

|Birthdate|
January 1
"New Years baby whoop!"

|Sexual Preference|
Heterosexual
"I like men, not boys, MEN!"

|Species|
Werewolf
"Woof? Umm I don't think so"

|Pack|
White Night Pack
"That's my pack alright, one big happy family"

|Ranking|
Omega
"Ya I'm a bit low on the ranking part"

|Bloodline|
Purebred
"Ya 100% Omega.....were's the good part in that?"

|Occupation|
Shiloh works at a book store called 'Read'em and Weep'.
"Yep I'm a nerd and a work worm this place is kinda like heaven to me"




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||"Hey that's Me" ||

|Eye Color|
Silvery Grey
"I've got my dads eyes, there so pretty!"

|Hair Color|
Pale Ash Blonde
"I get this wild mess of curls from my mother.....thanks mom"

|Body Type|
Small, Lean & Curvy
"Ya I'm smaller then the average female but I'm still pretty damn hot!"

|Skin Tone|
Pale Ivory
"Thank goodness for this, compared to my dad I'm a tanned.....ya he's really white"

|Height & Weight|
5'4" & 124lbs
"Again yes I'm small geez get over it already"

|Birthmarks/scars|
Shiloh doesn't have any scars because she has the Omega healing ability allowing her to heal any wounds so they don't leave markings. She has a couple tattoo's like on her back of her left shoulder , on her left forearm then a floral tattoo on her hip.
"I'm like a rebel nerd.....I'm batman!"

|Wolf Appearance|
Shiloh is an small wolf. She's has pure white fur and gleaming golden eyes, with long razor sharp teeth and claws. She stands around 5'11" in wolf form which isn't as big as it sounds.
"I may be small but I am gorgeous am I not?"



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||"You want to get to know me? I'm flattered.....but really me?!" ||

|Personality|
Shiloh is, well she likes to see herself as a 'rebel nerd'. She's perky, lovable and bright and is somehow able to make anyone smile. She's a very truthful person, never lying just sticking with the facts. She's a major bookworm for she is usually found on the couch with a plate of cookie's, hot chocolate, a warm fluffy blanket and a good book. When she around her pack Shiloh i s a social butterfly but when it comes to strangers her lips are zipped and she cowards away from them, becoming a shy and timid Shiloh that not many in her pack see. Like any werewolf she is protective of her pack and is very over-protective of the pups. She extremely fun to be around. She's innocent and care-free, even with her ranking everyone loves her.
"Ya I know, I'm amazing tell me something I don't know"

|Likes|
✔ Chicken Alfredo with cheese baked on top | "YUMMY!"
✔ Books | "Mainly romance, fantasy and adventure"
✔ Her Job | "I'm surrounded by books why do you think I'd love it?"
✔ Cookies | "They are my kryptonite now excuse me while I go all cookie monster on them"
✔ Photography | "I love taking picture's of our pack running in wolf form, its kinda magical"
✔ Music & Singing | " I ain't bad, I love playing my guitar while jamming out"
✔ Hot chocolate | "I have one every morning"
✔ Chocolate cupcakes with cream cheese frosting | "I'm starting to notice most of the things I like revolve around food...geez I'm surprised I'm not fat! The perks of being a werewolf"
✔ Dancing | "Yep I'm so good I'm up there with the big boys"
✔ Hockey | "What? A girl can't like playing and watching a sport?"

|Dislikes|
✘ Bland food | "Again with the food!"
✘ Mushrooms | "I'm a carnivore grrr!"
✘ Being an Omega | "Nobody likes being an Omega, no one, zip, nada!"
✘ Players & Assholes | "What am I? A bitch! nope I don't think so....oh wait technically being a female wolf I AM a bitch but not that type of bitch"
✘ Clowns | "They creep me the fuck out!"
✘ Spider's | "Eww get it away from me!" *leaps into bystander's arms*
✘ Rabbit meat | "To furry and meatless"
✘ Orange Juice | "One word: Pulp"
✘ Little cars | "I like me some big lifted trucks sweetheart"
✘ Doing chores | "Yet because I'm an Omega I still have to do them"

|Strengths|
Cooking | Cleaning | Baking | Hockey | Can speak & read Spanish, Italian, Latin and French | Singing | Playing guitar | Her healing ability | Dancing |
"Yep I good at alot of things that's why I'm so awesome"

|Weaknesses|
Just the fact that she's an Omega is one of her biggest weakness | Her mate | Physical strength | Shyness when meeting new people |
"I can't help that I was born an Omega aka my biggest weakest!"

|Fears|
Never finding her mate | Having her mate reject her or not love her | Her pack dying |
"Well aren't you frightened you will never find your other half.....geez I sound like a person from my romance novels"



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||"I feel like I live in a fairy tail.....but I'm just a bystander watching the princess get her prince while I'm sitting around reading about finding mine.....just an endless cycle isn't?" ||

|Equipment|
Book bag | House keys | Truck keys | Secret cookies hidden in book bag | Laptop | Iphone | Wallet| Bowie knife | Fruity gum | Favorite book of the day |
"That's just what I usually carry around in my bag, that's right a book bag not a purse, I ain't no girly chick!"

|History|
Shiloh Alice Grey is daughter of Maggie and Reed Grey. Shiloh has 2 older twin brother's, Alec and Matthew, whom are very protective of her because she is the runt of the litter. She grew up very happily with her family, her father is a Hunter and mother is an Omega. but they still lived in a good sized home. Sure they were kinda poor, with her mother being a stay at home mom and her dad working as a mechanic. But that just made Shiloh and her brother's not spoiled and make them use their imagination, which is one of the reason that Shiloh is so hyper and cheery these days. During elementary and middle school Shiloh was the nerd everyone picked on, with big framed dorky glasses, pigtails and braces. It wasn't until highschool after her first shift that Shiloh became the gorgeous girl she is today. That was the day she grew a backbone and mouthed off any of the people who were picking on her. Sure she got beat up a few times but that all stopped once her brother's started beating everyone up back. All the bullying also stopped when everyone found out Shiloh had the healing ability. Still at the age of 16, a new arrival had joined them. Shiloh's little brother, Edward. Shiloh graduated with top honor's and moved out of her parents house and into an apartment of her own at 18. She is still very close with her family, her brothers usually coming into the book store she works at to check in a her and she babysits Edward whenever her parents are busy. Beside working at the book store Shiloh also cooks for the pack whenever they have a gathering at the pack house.
"Yep that's my life, don't make fun of it or I'll make my brother's hunt you down"

|Other|
Shiloh's 2007 Chevy Silverado
[WIP]




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So begins...

Shiloh Grey's Story

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Shiloh Grey Character Portrait: Grayson Alexander Character Portrait: Jason Gaster Character Portrait: Emerson Bailey Character Portrait: Willow Ross Character Portrait: Aliyah Erich Trent Character Portrait: Skyler Black Character Portrait: Scotland Walker Character Portrait: Auguste Moragne Character Portrait: Charlie O'Conner Character Portrait: Christian Granger Character Portrait: Thomas Rollens Character Portrait: Amber Sterling Character Portrait: Alistair Ulven Character Portrait: Jace Williamson Character Portrait: Vincent Craig Character Portrait: Claire Evelyn VanCortlandt Character Portrait: Jessamie Gage Ryker Character Portrait: Genevieve Morrison Character Portrait: Ryder Taylor Character Portrait: Emmitt Cobble

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Shiloh Grey
Its a crisp May morning. There is still some snow patches around, covering the newly growing grass. Because of the thunder storm last night frost covers the trees and everything is icy and wet. The mountain air is refreshing to the senses and today is the mating day.

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Shiloh groaned loudly as her alarm clock start cheering loudly in her sensitive ears....AGAIN! A harsh, grumpy growl escaped her throat as she slammed her hand down on the small electric device, silencing it forever as it was smashed to pieces.
"Shit!" Shiloh hissed, her silver eyes snapping open to see what she had done. It was the fourth alarm clock this month....She wasn't a morning person. Sighing loudly she plopped her face in her soft, forest green pillow, the unique scent of raspberries and honey wafted into her nose as she blindly ran her hand over to her phone. It was strange that every werewolf came with such a scent, but Shiloh loved her scent for she found it to explain her personalty as well. Grabbing her sleek iphone Shiloh pressed the button to light up the screen and squinted her eyes at the bright light, a silent scream of horror washing over her as she saw the time and date.
"God damnit!" she swore loudly as she flung herself out of bed and ran to the bathroom. Extremely happy she had showered and packed the night before Shiloh made fast work of brushing out her wayward long blonde curls so they became wavy and slightly more tamed. She washed her face, brushed her teeth and put on some eye liner and mascara within the time span of 2 minutes and rushed out of the bathroom and back into her room, through on a white transformer's t-shirt, red skinny jeans, black cowboy boots and her worn out black leather jacket. She glanced at her phone again, it read 10:15am.
"Shit I'm late!" she shouted, grabbed her bag with everything she needed then shot down the stairs. She grabbed an apple and muffin then was out the door, rapidly scurrying toward the large greyhound bus, her werewolf speed coming in handy as she rushed through the small town.
"WAIT FOR ME!!" Shiloh shouted as the driver was about to close the doors but stopped once she saw Shiloh. The Night White elder, Susan Fields, rolled her eyes at the little omega girl as the elder watch the girl scurry towards the bus.
"I am so sorry Mrs.Fields I...." Shiloh began as she got on the bus, the doors closing behind her, but the elder cut her off by waving her hand in dismissal. Shiloh bowed her head then went to take a seat.
"Morning everyone" she greeted brightly. The bus was cowered with all the unmated members of the White Night pack, it seemed she was the last to arrive...again. Shiloh sat down by Emerson, giving her a big smile. She and Emme were close, she was actually one of Shiloh's first friends.
"So you excited to meet your mate?" Shiloh teased as she put her bag under her feet, the sound of the bus starting up and driving away entered her ears and Shiloh slightly bounced in her seat in excitement, a large pearly white smile plastered on her face. She took a big bite of her apple and split the muffin handing the other half to Emme.
"Its your favorite" Shiloh murmured with a mouth full of apple.

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Shiloh Grey Character Portrait: Willow Ross

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Willow Jacklin Ross
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Willow had gotten up that morning at daybreak, her body jittery with nerves and happy butterflies. She wasn't sure what the day would bring, but she was ready for the adventure. Still, spending time away from home bothered her. So many things could happen to Snow, even if she was only gone for a little while. So, with the sun barely reaching over the frosted trees, she had put on a pair of faded brown boots and, after deciding to forgo the gun, she pulled on a pair of blue jeans and a simple black tee shirt that went a little passed her hips and flattered her lanky frame. It was long sleeve, so she didn't worry with a jacket as she slipped out of her backdoor, pulling her still unbrushed hair into a messy ponytail as she made her way to the small stable that was just big enough to house Snow comfortably. She was thankful she had a larger yard than most in the area- big enough to allow Snow to live nicely and not be cramped. The only downside was that her house was a bit smaller-- though that had never mattered. From the time she bought the house until today, she'd always lived alone. Soon, though, she knew that would change.

After making sure the brilliant white horse was comfy and fed, and would be for the time she was missing from the house, she made her way back up to her home and fixed her hair into a simple style with her hair kept out of her face by a small metal comb fixed into the right side. She applied her makeup with practiced strokes and twisted her mothers ring on her finger just to make sure it was there, and she grabbed the bag she had packed the night before from her bedside. Inside, she had a few changes of clothes and all of her identification and her phone, as well as her headphones. Willa had thrown her makeup bag inside when she had finished, so she figured she had everything she needed.

Willow checked the time on the clock in her kitchen - she would be able to get on the bus with time to spare. The butterflies that had left her body as she did her menial daily tasks came back. She realized it had only been four years since she really came into the life of a werewolf, but she felt like it had been ages. She'd not even known of mates until she turned sixteen, and she felt very uncultured and stupid when it came to the subject, even still. Willa fixed her hair and brushed the shirt off once more, flicking off pieces of lint as she walked out the door.

The run had been exhilarating, as it always was with the enhanced speed she was blessed with, and she got to the bus just as others began to arrive. She said hello to Mrs.Fields in the southern drawl that separated her from almost everyone else in the town, and the elderly woman smiled back as Willa took a seat in the middle of the bus, right over one of the wheels. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and put her headphones inside, listing to the thick accents of the singers that reminded her of home. Willa wasn't really partial to country music, but it alleviated the homesickness she still felt after four years. The ginger-haired girl rested her head on the glass pane of the window and closed her eyes, mentally kicking herself for going to sleep so late.

"Morning everyone" Willow heard someone call just as the bus was set to start driving, and Willow looked up to see the latecomer. The omega, Shiloh. Willow liked her well enough to call her a distant friend, at least, so she nodded her head and said a barely-audible (and probably not audible to human ears, though everyone on the bus could probably hear it) "'mornin'" before she went back to her music and closed her eyes again.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Shiloh Grey Character Portrait: Emerson Bailey Character Portrait: Willow Ross Character Portrait: Aliyah Erich Trent Character Portrait: Charlie O'Conner Character Portrait: Christian Granger Character Portrait: Alistair Ulven Character Portrait: Vincent Craig Character Portrait: Claire Evelyn VanCortlandt Character Portrait: Jessamie Gage Ryker

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Christian Granger






That morning, Christian had awoken a good few hours before his alarm clock screeched into life, unable to sleep for the niggling uncertainty that bothered the pit of his stomach. He knew that the day ahead would be a big one. There were things expected of him and his pack that Christian wasn't entirely comfortable with. He had never really thought much of the phrase 'true love at first sight', and now that he was expected not only to believe in the notion, but experience it, Christian was nervous that he wouldn't be able to perform his duties satisfactorily. So, hours before the sun had even crawled it's lonely way above the horizon, Christian had dressed and had a long, cleansing shower, before leaving a note for his dad that explained that he was leaving early and wasn't sure when he'd be back.

After that, Christian had packed a bag and slung it over his shoulder. It carried a spare change of clothes, a bottle of water, and a notepad and pencil. It was light, which was just the way he liked it. Walking through the streets of town, Christian was the only conscious soul around. The streetlamps provided the pathway with a dull orange glow that barely managed to penetrate the thick night with their flickering lights, but Chris didn't need them. His eyesight was perfectly suited to the dark as he made his way to the meeting place where he knew that in a few hours he was supposed to meet the rest of his pack. There, he stashed his bag beneath a seat, and then turned away from the bus stop once more. He was still restless and uncomfortable, and way too awake for the few hours of sleep he'd had.

As he turned, he exhaled slowly and moved away from the feeble light of the streets into the shadow of an alley, where he pulled off his shirt and jeans so that he could shift into his wolf form without ripping his clothes. He'd brought a spare set, just in case, but he preferred not to use them just yet.

Moments later, where a man had once stood, stood a toned and muscled wolf, with soft fur that rippled in the slight breeze. Christian huffed softly, and shook his fur out, quickly adjusting to his other form. He felt more comfortable in this shape when he became restless or irritated. It helped to run. To just run as far and as fast as he could and not look back until all the breath had escaped his lungs and his legs burned with fatigue. Carefully, the wolf picked up his human clothing and carried them swiftly to place them on the seat that his bag was tucked under. If anyone came by, they'd instantly recognize it as his property, so he knew that it would be safe.

After that, though, Christian turned away from his material possessions and ran. His wolf body was little more than a lighter shadow, flitting between the darker shadows of the buildings he passed under as he escaped the town. Though his body was heavy, it was also lithe and agile, and his gait was graceful and silent as he ran through the town, weaving between gardens. He shut off his brain, momentarily forgetting his worries about 'soulmates' as he let it all go. Each time his paw struck the ground and carried him further, he let the repetitive drumming push his concerns into the ground, which he then left behind. Running as a wolf always felt so much more natural than living as a human. He could feel the workings of his body as he ran - the bones and muscles working in unison, as his heart beat precious oxygen around his body and his lungs expanded and contracted with each breath that he took. It was refreshing, and invigorating, and undeniably soothing.

The first few rays of sunlight were just peeking timidly over the horizon when Christian finally came to a stop, slowing to a stand where he stopped and sat. He was panting heavily with the effort of having run so far that the town he had come from was just a speck on the horizon. There, on the crest of a dewy hill, Christian watched the sun rise and let it lighten the last of the shadows that bothered his mind. As the sun crept over the horizon, setting the sky ablaze with myriad shades of scarlet and amber and rose, Christian pulled his body up again and stretched. That was one of the best things about being wolf - it took him almost no time to recover from a long run.

On the return journey, Christian shifted the gait of his lope, moving instead at a sustainable pace that he could keep up for hours. It meant that it took him slightly longer to return, but he didn't mind. He knew that he'd still be one of the first to arrive. By the time he got there, people were just starting to leave their homes for work and school. For a while, Christian lay behind a bush to watch their comings and goings before turning away and closing the distance between himself and the bus station, which thankfully, was deserted.

It took Christian less than a minute to shift back into his human form and clothe himself again, and when he did, he felt a lot more human. He felt better now, and at peace with the notion of the day. Christian drank from his water, and slowly, the rest of the pack started to arrive. He greeted each one by name with an easy smile and a nod, exchanging small talk with most of them as they stood around waiting for the bus. When it eventually arrived, Christian let the others on first, before taking a seat at the front. He kept the one beside him free for the Alpha, who it was only right should be seated at the front. He counted each person as they came past him, impatiently waiting for each member of the pack to arrive, and he was just about to suggest that they move on when the Omega, Shiloh finally arrived. He sighed with exasperation, and hid a smile. He had expected her to be late.

"Come on, take a seat, Shiloh. It's good to have you," Christian paused and looked at those around him before addressing the driver, "I think we're good to go"

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Shiloh Grey Character Portrait: Emerson Bailey Character Portrait: Willow Ross Character Portrait: Aliyah Erich Trent Character Portrait: Charlie O'Conner Character Portrait: Christian Granger Character Portrait: Alistair Ulven Character Portrait: Vincent Craig Character Portrait: Claire Evelyn VanCortlandt Character Portrait: Jessamie Gage Ryker

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"Mate? Oh! You mean getting chained up to one person for eternity, not really the brightest of ideas."



A curl of smoke joined the early morning breeze. It's source was the recently lit cigarette in the hand of the infamous Pack Doctor of the White Night, Vincent Craig. He had stepped out to his balcony for some air and to cool down his body from his workout. He only wore a pair of sweatpants while his shirt hanged on his right shoulder. Yes, he was currently shirtless. He got a good sweat as he leaned on the railings as his eyes scanned the scenery in front of him. Last night, it had been very pleasant sleep as thunderstorms ruled. He slept like a baby. Taking another puff of smoke, he was rather rebellious to the idea of going on a trip today. Why? Because today was the traditional mating day. Well, he wouldn't mind if it was some sort of orgy but, it was far from his wishful thinking.

It was then a pair of hands snaked around his body. They were delicate and slim to be of anyone else but a woman. Oh right, he went to a party last evening and had a very sexy take-out. "You woke up early..." She spoke in a rather lazy yet seductive tone. Actually, the sun has yet to rise from the horizon, but by the time Vincent finished his cigarette and flicking it away, the sun was slowly peeking. "Well... I got business to attend to later." The woman then smoothly positioned herself in front of him. She was just covered by his blanket. Her hands traced his chest. She could not help but be attracted to his smell. It was like thunderstorms hinted with the smell of forest morning. "Is it that important? Don't you want to join me in bed more?" This made him smile with such teasing quality and pulled the woman into his arms and then lowering his mouth to her right ear. "Why? Do you have something in mind for me?" There was a hitch in the woman's breathing because, one of his hands was now underneath the blanket.

Despite the steamy and provocative breakfast he had, Vincent still found himself heavily walking towards the greyhound bus which would take him and his fellow unmated pack members to find their one and only so to speak. He wore his casual clothes which was nothing to fancy in his opinion. After all, this was not really something he liked to do. He did object to this. He even had stated that he has no interest in finding his mate as of now, but, the boss or most commonly known as the Alpha persuaded him otherwise. So, here he was before the bus door. The White Night elder saw him and offered a small smile. "Good morning Dr. Craig." Vincent hearing this released a sigh and run his finger through his naturally messy curly hair, before offering a polite smile of his own. "Yeah, morning Mrs. Fields." He then entered the bus. He greeted everyone even the Beta who was already there with a simple one. "Morning to all." He then wondered where to seat, when he spotted a certain person which took his interest entirely. He walked through the aisle and gazed at the celebrity of the pack. "Top of the morning to you, Princess Delta." He said with that flirtatious smile of his as he took the seat next to her.




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"Can I treat this as just another script I need to get done and over with?"



There was really nothing Aliyah could do about this day finally coming. If she could, she would have scheduled herself to some overseas filming or anything to use as an alibi for not attending. But, Chaz and Chris would probably scold her and make her do it their way in the end. Plus, it wasn't easy to escape this so-called tradition. She really disliked the idea of meeting her destined one, soulmate, or whatever else people call it nowadays. The romance part was something she is well-acquainted with. Being an actress, she had played many roles where she falls in love or even breaks apart because of it, but, it didn't scare her like this or make her nervous. The reason probably was the fact, it wasn't really, it was just a script... it wasn't her... But now, it was all on her... and that thought freezes her to death, but she tucked these concerns deep inside of her, not letting anyone see it.

So, she carried on like everything around the world was made of kernel popcorn. It was like that when she heard the ever-familiar voice of the suave doctor of the pack, specifically greeting her. Her eyes of chocolate brown see that flirtatious smile of Vincent. It didn't offend her as this is normal for him. She would be worried if Vince wasn't flirting with her or anyone else for that matter. Thinking about it, she wondered if this would be the last chance he will be so liberated with women. Because, he will be meeting the only one for him. Honestly, she wasn't fond of that idea, a changed Vincent, which also applies to her. Maybe, she doesn't like change. Shaking those thoughts away, she gave her signature bright smile. "Good morning to you Doc." Taking a whiff of him as he occupied the seat beside her, she caught a feminine scent. It made her shook her head lightly.

"Did you have a rowdy bachelor's party last night?" Her tone didn't held any negative sentiment. Instead, she was really simply inquiring about his festivities last night. Vincent leaned his head on his seat and the cast the Delta of the pack, with a mischievous smile. "Rowdy? You underestimate me too much, Iya." He started as he leaned his face closer to her. There was no question about it. Aliyah was really a beauty even more so closely. She didn't wear make-up and simply pinned her curly mauve brown locks at the back of her head. She was also wearing rather simple-looking clothes despite being an internationally known celebrity. She was exuding the natural look and really that was more enticing than anything. Then, there was her scent of lavender and strawberries, calming and intoxicating at the same time.

Aliyah didn't appear bothered by the proximity of their faces or the underhanded connotation of his words. She simply smiled and traced his lips before speaking. "Underestimate? You? Hardly." That was when the last member of their pack finally arrived. She looked towards the direction of the Omega as she released a sigh. It was not because she had been forced to wait. Well, she was pretty early unnecessarily. She had a taping at Singapore and had to take an early flight out to arrive here. As a result, she was a bit too advance for her liking. Actually, this was the only situation where she had wished every last one of them were delayed or something. So, it was a sigh of disappointment in that sense. Hearing the Beta, Chris' words about going, she opted to place a headphone on her ear, to ease her nerves. As for her other ear, she didn't bother so she could still know what was going on around her. "Time for the field trip." Vincent smirked at this and straightened himself. "Just one of those days... Oh, I forgot to ask, did you visit the place I told you about at Singapore?"

She perked up at this and gave a rather innocent and sweet smile. The bus was finally moving. Before turning to the window beside her, the weather was cold enough to have the glass emit a rather frosty appearance. She took this chance to write her answer on that window in a very childish manner. Once, she was done. She looked at Vincent who was reading what she wrote. "That's my answer." He slowly smirked at this and winked at Aliyah who made herself comfortable at her seat. After a few moments, her hand swiped the words off the window glass beside her, leaving no evidence of what she had written on it. For now, she wanted to relax even for awhile. After all, she has no idea what to expect once they arrived at their destination. One thing was for sure, she was not going to like it one bit.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Shiloh Grey Character Portrait: Grayson Alexander Character Portrait: Jason Gaster Character Portrait: Emerson Bailey Character Portrait: Willow Ross Character Portrait: Aliyah Erich Trent Character Portrait: Skyler Black Character Portrait: Scotland Walker Character Portrait: Auguste Moragne Character Portrait: Charlie O'Conner Character Portrait: Christian Granger Character Portrait: Thomas Rollens Character Portrait: Amber Sterling Character Portrait: Alistair Ulven Character Portrait: Vincent Craig Character Portrait: Claire Evelyn VanCortlandt Character Portrait: Jessamie Gage Ryker Character Portrait: Genevieve Morrison

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Alistair Ulven
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      • Alistair let out a small moan as his Golden retriever licked the left side of his face, slowly he rolled over into his back and cast his glance over to his window. There was still a few patches of snow and already Alistair could smell the crisp air although it was nearly covered by the smell of cinnamon and apple, his own scent.
With a lot of willpower Alistair finally managed to push himself away from his soft mattress and warm quilts. Still in his morning slumber mode he managed a slow shuffle towards his bathroom. After he let the warm water slip over his olive skin Alistair quickly changed into his black jeans and plain white tee.
It was nearly time for him to board the bus which would take him to his future mate, excitement and anxiety hit Alistair like a ten-meter wave.

What if his mate didn't fall for him? What happens then? Does he simply have to be alone, forever? Alistair pushed the questions out of his mind, he couldn't afford to think like this. He still had half an hour till he had to be on the bus. Quickly Alistair walked over to his favorite cafe, he quickly ordered a hot chocolate, he nodded his thanks and made his way over to the bus.

Not many of his pack was there, Alistair smiled and whispered his 'good morning' before he slipped his headphones on and flipped out his iPod before he put his favorite artist on and hoped on the bus. Alistair quickly took a seat in the middle and smiled as each of his pack members sat down. Without another word he looked around at the empty seats, snuggled up on the chair and started playing Temple Run as he waited for the rest of his pack to arrive.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Shiloh Grey Character Portrait: Emerson Bailey Character Portrait: Willow Ross Character Portrait: Aliyah Erich Trent Character Portrait: Charlie O'Conner Character Portrait: Christian Granger Character Portrait: Alistair Ulven Character Portrait: Vincent Craig Character Portrait: Claire Evelyn VanCortlandt Character Portrait: Jessamie Gage Ryker

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Image"Good morning everyone" The elder greeted everyone.

Paul hadn't realized that by time he got to the bus had a phone call from the Elders. Last night he didn't go home, do to avoiding work at home.

"Hmm, yes good morning Sus." He stretched his back as he got onto the bus a bit after Shil did and took a glances around the bus as be rubbed the back of his head still waking up or well trying to stay awake. He still felt tired but he had a duty to uphold once they arrived at their destination. He wasn't to fond of the idea of having to choose a mate outside his own pack, or having to choose a mate at all.

Fact is Paul always had this feeling, before the Elders made up the choice of doing so, that the Elders wanted something more than just mating us up with the Dark Mountain, but Paul couldn't put his finger on it. He did think it was money at first, but looking more into it, he could have sworn it was something else.

Paul stared at his pack members as he was lost in thought, but the one thing he did know is that if any of them were to get hurt in the process of the Elders or the Dark Mountain pack. He'd do whatever he could in his power to protect them all even if it meant his own life. That is if it ever came down to it. But for now he'd just have to wait and see, though be prepared at the same time.

Getting up from his seat he patted Sus shoulder and nodded at her politely in greeting and letting her know he has something to say to his pack members. With a nod back she stepped back at let Paul take his turn.

"Alright guys, listen up, please." He wasn't one to take on the Alpha role even though he was their Alpha, yet when he did take on the role he expected everyone to listen or obey. He liked being treated as a normal part of the pack, unless the time came when he had to be the leader. "The time has come when you all are going to meet your mates. But before we get going I'd like to make one thing clear. Not matter the situation, I want each of you to behave. I don't care if the other pack starts anything or not. I want you to behave. Your actions will cost us all. What you say or do will be judged. So please even if it kills you, behave." Paul smirked at his pack before speaking up again. "Don't forget this is suppose to be fun. If you all do well, I have a little surprise for this pack later."

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Character Portrait: Shiloh Grey Character Portrait: Emerson Bailey Character Portrait: Willow Ross Character Portrait: Aliyah Erich Trent Character Portrait: Charlie O'Conner Character Portrait: Christian Granger Character Portrait: Alistair Ulven Character Portrait: Vincent Craig Character Portrait: Claire Evelyn VanCortlandt Character Portrait: Jessamie Gage Ryker

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It was time; the time that Claire and all the rest of her pack, her brother included, would be sent off to meet who they'd be spending the rest of their lives with. The mating situation was no joke, but Claire was not as troubled as she knew others would be. She had seen both of her parents love each other greatly, and though they often fought and were often working too hard that they'd barely had time for one another, they loved each other in a way that Claire had never seen before. Of course, that didn't mean the idea of mating wasn't enough for her to get chills down her spine, but deep inside she wished to find her soulmate.

Finally, after seeing she was barely on time and at the edge of being late; she got ready as fast as she could. Her outfit was something she'd normally use, which helped her feel more at ease and comfortable. Soon as she headed outside she was on her way to look for her brother, the lazy bum surely asleep or running wild somewhere... more of a reason why she made sure to have enough time for both of them not to be late. It didn't take a rocket scientist to foresee that Shiloh would already take the role of the being tardy, as she always had. It didn't take long for her to find her brother, "ready?" she asked with a smile to her older brother who, surely must have opposed to the Elder's traditions; he did have a knack for breaking the rules, while Claire had one for remind him to abide by them.

Not wanting to take longer than needed and knowing she did not want to make others wait, Claire grabbed her older brother by the arm, the difference in their height with a ridiculously visible gap, and pulled him outside to the bus. As soon as they entered the bus she was relieved to see that Shiloh had not arrived yet, had she been there then they would have been truly, and utterly late.

Claire sat down in the nearer two empty seats she could find, "Dibs on being by the window!" she said like a child before rushing in taking her seat. As soon as she sat down she patted the seat next to her signaling her brother to seat next to her.

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Character Portrait: Shiloh Grey Character Portrait: Emerson Bailey Character Portrait: Willow Ross Character Portrait: Aliyah Erich Trent Character Portrait: Charlie O'Conner Character Portrait: Christian Granger Character Portrait: Alistair Ulven Character Portrait: Vincent Craig Character Portrait: Claire Evelyn VanCortlandt

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Jessamie Gage Ryker

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Storm grey eyes watched the sun rise slowly above the mountains, worry making them darker than usual. Jessamie sipped her morning tea, the lemon chamomile soothed her wild nerves. Today was the day. She was headed off to her death in little less than a half an hour…okay maybe that was a little dramatic but…it felt so true. Her mind went back to the night she left her last pack….or more accurately she was banished. She remembered holding her sister as she died and dying a little bit with her…God she wanted revenge on that bastard... She gripped her coffee mug, a little too hard, and it shattered in her hands. She hissed as the glass bit into her skin. She felt a tidal wave of anger, sorrow, and then resignation. There was no other way. She needed to follow pack procedures. She needed this pack. Rogues didn’t last long.


She shook her head and quickly cleaned up her mess and went to pack her things. Only throwing her necessities in her bag along with her sketch pad and pencils it took very little time to get ready. She brushed her hair back into a simple braid, dressed in blue jeans and a tank top, and was ready to go. She stepped out of her room and steeled herself. Just because she was to be mated didn’t mean she was lost….With any luck she wouldn’t have a mate…with that thought she headed to the bus.


Jessamie stepped on the bus, nodding respectfully to the driver and others on the bus, before she sat in the back, put one ear bud in and watched the others expressions. Everyone seemed so happy to be heading to find their mate…she was just scared. What if he was a controlling bastard like Sam? What if that was all she was good enough for? Would she be doomed to a life of pain and hate? Subordination and misery? She felt panic rise in her chest, but squelched it. It was not in her best interest as the pack’s Lead Warrior to panic like a pup. She sighed and straitened her spine. She was stronger than anyone knew there was no need for her to worry. She watched as Shiloh the Omega got on and grinned. At least she wasn’t the last on the bus.

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Character Portrait: Shiloh Grey Character Portrait: Grayson Alexander Character Portrait: Jason Gaster Character Portrait: Emerson Bailey Character Portrait: Willow Ross Character Portrait: Aliyah Erich Trent Character Portrait: Skyler Black Character Portrait: Scotland Walker Character Portrait: Auguste Moragne Character Portrait: Thomas Rollens Character Portrait: Alistair Ulven Character Portrait: Jace Williamson Character Portrait: Vincent Craig Character Portrait: Jessamie Gage Ryker Character Portrait: Genevieve Morrison Character Portrait: Ryder Taylor Character Portrait: Emmitt Cobble Character Portrait: Lucian Hunter

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Shiloh Grey

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After a 2 hour long bus trip

A quite, impatient growl slipped past Shiloh's lips as she waited. They had arrived to their destination and Shiloh she was slowly going crazy. She had never sat so long in a vehicle, even if two hours isn't that long to some peoples it was horrible. The feeling of being a caged animal wasn't a pleasant one and it was starting to make Shiloh sick to her stomach. Yet for the life of her all her pack mates had decided on becoming were-turtles today. Like freaking hurry the hell up! She started fiddling with her earphones distract herself but nothing was working. So you could just imagine her relief when it was her turn to get off.

"FREEDOM!" Shiloh shouted loudly as she literally flung herself out of the bus knocking into a few people as she ran towards the cabins and away from the giant metal beast. And here she thought it wouldn't be that bad. Service her right for thinking. Now that she was free from the grey metal demon aka the bus, Shiloh looked around and noticed that the other packs bus had already arrived. The thought of her mate being so close made Shiloh blush brightly as a face splitting smile lite up her features.

"Omega Shiloh" an older voice said from behind her and Shiloh turned to see a woman around her mid forties with blazing red hair with a few lighter strands here and there, pulled back in an elegant bun, leaving only a few loose curled strands to obstruct the view of her delicate facial features. The woman was very lovely with tanned skin and bright blue eyes, which all contrasted with the smart black pencil skirt and elegant white top. She was much taller then Shiloh but she also had black heels on.

"ummm yes that's me.......and you are?" Shiloh didn't mean to sound rude but it didn't seem like the woman cared. Shiloh could instantly tell she was all work and no play.

"I am Mrs.Striker, I am the in charge of the activities that happen here and I just came to inform you that you are staying in cabin number 23, have a good day" the woman was swift and stoic as she walked away, probably to go find her next victim..... umm packmate, to inform then of their cabins. Shiloh sighed and shook her head at the woman before she made her way to her cabin. Dinner was at five tonight and it was one the afternoon. It was a formal gathering so you had to dress nicely. Once she arrived at her cabin she started getting ready.

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Character Portrait: Shiloh Grey Character Portrait: Grayson Alexander Character Portrait: Jason Gaster Character Portrait: Emerson Bailey Character Portrait: Willow Ross Character Portrait: Aliyah Erich Trent Character Portrait: Skyler Black Character Portrait: Scotland Walker Character Portrait: Auguste Moragne Character Portrait: Thomas Rollens Character Portrait: Alistair Ulven Character Portrait: Jace Williamson Character Portrait: Jessamie Gage Ryker Character Portrait: Genevieve Morrison Character Portrait: Ryder Taylor Character Portrait: Emmitt Cobble Character Portrait: Lucian Hunter

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Thomas slept through the ride and got up and walked out last and yawned. "Well that sucked and now to my cabin." I looked at the cabin and started to wards it with my bags. "Wait that's taken your not on my list who are you?" I heard the female voice behind me and sighed this had happened before but last time there was a extra cabin. "Thomas Rollens and now what?" I really didn't want to be here anyways but this made it a lot worse but my luck alwa s being bad made me use to it. "wait here we'll figure it out." I groaned as the woman walked off and started to practice on my guitar. "Someone shoot me this place blows as always which sucks." I yawned again and say on the curb gaining tips from passing civilians.

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Character Portrait: Shiloh Grey Character Portrait: Aliyah Erich Trent Character Portrait: Vincent Craig

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"So, I guess welcome to mating boot camp."



Soon, the bus finally moved which Vincent had hoped should have just stayed there forever. Well, life tends to be the greatest irritation he has. So, it was to be expected. Not long enough, their Alpha finally spared them some words. A reward? Knowing the man, it was not something he was quite fond of. Though, he would commend Charlie for trying and livening the mood around here. It was easy to see and he didn't need to have empathy to notice the nervousness nor the doubts covering each of their pack mates present inside this metal transportation. It was also something he keenly noticed from his seatmate. Still, he was rather curious what truly worries the Delta who would always keep herself in check at all times.

In any case, he didn't allow his curiosity to take over and for the rest of the trip, he remained silent which was rather unorthodox as he would occasionally make small talk just to make things more insightful and interesting to say the least, but he wasn't in the mood at the moment. He took out his phone and browsed through the text messages he had. There were even some missed calls. He had his phone on silent. Well, there were business, mixed ones, and the sorts one ignores all-together. When he was done with replying and deleting others, he opted to play a game to pass time. It was far better than looking somewhere with no perspective really. He was not sleepy as well, so this was the only option he liked to consider. At the same time, he really didn't want to think about this mating tradition.

Like that, time passed by without him really noticing. He was busy playing 4 pics and 1 word without using the hints at all. He believes that it ruins the fun. Sometimes, he would have this expression of thinking very hard and then, smirking as if it was no big deal. He was clearly focused on the game and really he would have liked to continue playing until the bus came to a full stop which indicated that they had finally arrived to their destination. How wonderful. How exciting. Well, he could share in the enthusiasm and seeing new girls. It would interesting to see what they looked like and if there was anyone worth his time. Well, it wasn't against the rules to flirt now is it. As he was thinking that, his attention was taken by the voice of his seatmate who he had thought to be taking a nap earlier. "Scavenger."




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"Really, I have a very bad feeling, like I should have never come."



Closing her eyes, Iya convinced herself to take a rest. She had been up and about all this time and really didn't have enough time to take a breather. She allowed the music coming from her earphone to flow through her easing her nerves and the tension she was having. This whole mate thing was not something she was looking forward to. Furthermore, she was just dead tired but of course, she was never the kind to let anything like that to be seen by anyone especially her pack mates. She never wanted them to see her nothing less than what she wants them to see, someone to look up to and to obey. Taking a deep breath, she finally stopped herself from thinking such matters and focused on the lyrics of the song she was listening to.

Is it enough to love?
Is it enough to breathe?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please...


She likes this song actually. It is something that depicts the way of life she wanted to live, but of course, she wasn't really someone that simply allows her instincts and just trust her gut feeling all the way. To her, she rather want to be assured and to be certain than to take the plunge head-on. But at the very least, she could appreciate the feeling of just living without restrictions through this song. Maybe someday, she could live that life which is so free. But right now, all she has are rules and guidelines which are needed to be uphold. Plus, she was in the position to make sure it's uphold. It's why she is here in this bus and going to meet her so-called mate even deep inside she doesn't want to. Well, she couldn't speak for the others, but this is what she truly feels.

Let down your defenses
Use no common sense
If you look you will see
that this world is a beautiful
accident turbulent succulent
opulent permanent, no way
I wanna taste it
Don't wanna waste it away...


Soon, she finally fell asleep, but she was a light sleeper and so when she felt the bus finally coming to a stop. Her eyes opened by reaction. She glanced at her wristwatch and found out that 2 hours had already passed. Well, it meant that she had that much rest, which was good enough for her. Usually, she would only sleep for like 30 minutes tops. She straightened herself and glanced to her seatmate the resident doctor of their pack. She wondered what the flirtatious Doc was doing. He might have been hitting on the other females on the bus which was not really above him, but instead, she found him playing a game on his phone. It was amusing to say the least as she spoke her answer to the puzzle on the Doc's phone screen.

"Correct and good morning sleepyhead." Vincent greeted her as she shrugged and pointed at the exit of the bus. He kept his phone and nodded. The others were getting off and they should do the same. He stood from his seat and gestured towards her much like a butler would do for his mistress. "After you, milady..." She smiled at this and followed suit as she lightly pinched his cheek. "Thank you." He smirked at this gesture and soon they were off the bus as he chuckled lightly at their adorable Omega, Shiloh, who screamed with such enthusiasm. Iya shook her head at this and looked at Shiloh. "Remember your manners, Shiloh." That's all what She said before walking ahead without even looking at the other bus which just near their own.

Vincent sighed at this and patted Shiloh's head before giving that brotherly smile. "You're good." That was then he took noticed a smartly-dressed woman walking towards him. Well, she was indeed professional looking but, she still has a certain appeal. The woman introduced herself as Mrs. Striker. Oh, she's married even better. He smiled at her and greeted the woman. "So, you're the one in-charge here." He approached her and took a strand of her hair before kissing its tip while looking at her with those devilish eyes of his. Mrs. Striker blushed at this. "Doc." He released the hair strands and shrugged at this. "I'm just greeting her, right?" Mrs. Striker coughed to regain her posture and nodded. "Yes, anyway you must be Doctor Craig. Your cabin is number 15.

He simply smiled and winked at Mrs. Striker before he looked at the cabins while Iya shook her head. It was then Mrs. Striker addressed the resident celebrity. "Lady Delta Aliyah, I presume? She looked at the one who spoke and gave a polite nod. "Yes." Mrs. Striker looked at her list and gave an assured nod. "Your cabin is number 27. I will see you all later." After saying that, Mrs, Striker was off to inform the others while VIncent and Iya went to their respective cabins to prepare for the so-called traditional dance.

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Alistair Ulven
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Stars hung high in the sky, the moon seemed to shine ten times brighter then normal, everything seemed perfect, but a horrible pain deep in Alistair's stomach told him otherwise. Something was wrong.
Before he could think Alistair bolted into a run, the cool night air ran through his leather black hair and hit his face, but nothing could slow him down. He didn't stop until he reached the little cottage he called home, he could smell four scents, one was his little sister the other familiar scent was his brother. The two others had the scent of smoke, rouges.

Alistair broke down the door filled by fury and ran through the door only to stop when he heard his foot step in a puddle of something wet. Slowly looking down Alistair could see the puddle of blood that ran of his brother. A trail of tears ran down his face, Alistair could do nothing but stare as his cold tears hit the floor. Falling to his knees he let his head fall on his brothers chest,
"No! It's not fair! Don't leave me... You can't leave me!"


The sound of feet moving and the hilt of the bust woke Alistair up, for a split second he forget where he was,
"Alistair you coming?"
He could hear an elder calling to him, he quickly got up and walked calmly of the bus although on the inside a mixture of string emotions ran through him. He looked around and saw a lady walk towards him, even though she was a few meters away Alistair could tell he was taller then the girl even though she was wearing high heels.
"Mr. Ulven? You are in room 18"
Without another word she walked away to another pack member, Alistair made his way to his room and sat down on one of the beds, was he the only one who was addressed to this room? Taking his chances Alistair propped his phone open and text his little sister.
Hello Ruby, we have arrived, will be home soon, please don't burn the house down and remember, stay hidden.