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Diary of a Teenage Alpha

Big-hearted and witty, Samantha Kingsley is the Alpha's daughter who grew up learning to meet everyone's expectations. But Samantha isn't a pup anymore, she's in high school now, and is just about to discover that her life is written by her choices. Not by dreams, or prophecies, or even the moon goddess. This girl is going to protect the happiness of her pack and everyone she loves. Read her diary here. Updated every night. Mon-Sat Volume Synopsis VOL 1 It's the first week of school. Despite my failed attempt to make a friend, I somehow ended up surrounded by a handful of wolf classmates, got accepted by the human "cool" girls, and became a vampire's guard dog? VOL 2 I think I'm just starting to get the hang of school. From navigating school halls, new friends, vampires, and school clubs... Back home it should have been the usual drill, but things started shifting. And I urm...might have been messing around where I shouldn't. VOL 3 I had to miss a couple of school days this week due to my ah, long term bout of "anemia". It's been pretty intense at home. My alpha position was challenged, rogues burnt down our home, I rescued my first fight dog, discovered the Lorent's secret oracle, almost rescued my mate...and accidentally stumbled into my Alpha Dad's secret. VOL 4 My worlds collide as some members from my pack come to my school to sell concert tickets. And when Grandpa Alpha shocked us all by dying, my dad's family comes together to pay their last respects at the Night Forest Pack. VOL 5 It's February and the Vampire Queen is celebrating her birthday. Would Rebel's plan to escape work out? Meanwhile, I'm stuck in school dealing with high school drama, an evolving wolf, and a new human sister. In the Red Packlands, war nearly breaks out. (This might have been a very little bit my fault.) VOL 6 It's the week of Valentine's Day, but I've got a highschool play, Lorent drama, Vampire slaying training, and an underground army to deal with first. And then warlock weather threw an extended snowstorm at us. The whole of Green Packlands goes into lockdown - but what about Valentine's Day? VOL 7 Exams are a week away, and it feels like my time at Winderhill is really coming to a close. I'm trying to be a good student, but there are paparazzi camped outside my school, I ran with rogues (I'm shocked too), Maria just had to enter her dark cycle in school...My life is too exciting to study for exams. VOL 8 It's exam week, but I've got far greater problems brewing at home. The prophecies are merging. River's stone had unlocked warlock trouble, the rogue king has moved in, and then there's Uncle Louis' economical problems... one at a time. Just let me survive Code Black and figure out what's going on at Heller's first, and I'm sure everything else will work out somehow. VOL 9 Its the last week of school and the exams are over. Its like for better or worse, all the big bad things are over now. At home, My pack works to clean up the aftermath of the rogue war, the warlock's defeat, and Jude's betrayal. In school, everyone treats me more or less the same... like a freak. Meanwhile, our school play is in dire straights, and as the Last Hurrah's debut draws near, I get ready to say good bye to Winderhill for good. VOL 10 We follow Dad to the past to stop the traitor (AKA Jude), from ever stepping into our Packlands. It would've been a good plan too - if it didn't change EVERYTHING. Now, I can't help but feel my life is ruined. Nobody understands me. Is it selfish of me to wish none of this ever happened? Why does my world have to be so magical?

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I'VE GOT A BLANK SPACE, BABY,  (AND I'LL WRITE YOUR NAME)

At first, I thought I had really died. Especially when I opened my eyes and found myself in an empty white space. I guess, if this was death, it wasn't as all that bad. I mean, it wasn't heaven, it wasn't even my soft lemon scented sheets in a golden clam shell bed, but it wasn't particularly fiery or dark. There were worse places to be on earth than this white empty space.

I walked a few steps forwards just to test the space. It was like walking on a very, very, large sheet of paper. There was no one around me and nothing anywhere that would give me some perspective of how large the empty space stretched before me.

I just stood there after the first few steps. I wasn't sure what to make of this space… it was very unsettling because I felt like it meant something, but just as I could never read between the lines, I had no idea. What can I say, I was never very good at reading blank spaces.

The more I stood in the white space, the more disquiet I felt. I probably didn't die. I mean, if I were dead, I should probably be in heaven with all the other wolves who ran before me right? Maybe I could look Grandpa Alpha up. That would be nice. And if I had missed the mark, I was quite sure I wouldn't be the only one in hell.

Maybe I was in some kind of holding space or dream sequence - in which I had to say, the goddess was seriously getting lazy with details. I know, I've complained about the repeated running in the woods backdrop, but this was a new low for you goddess. And if this was the kind of dream, shouldn't something be happening? What was I supposed to do in a blank space? Was I even supposed to be doing something?

Maybe this was the kind of situation where the goddess would appear, give me some life-changing wisdom and send me back. In that case, she was late for the appointment! I decided to sit down to wait, and then I decided I might as well lie down and relax.

So here I was doing nothing in a space of nothing. Was I supposed to contemplate my existence here? But I was never very interested in long-winded theories on the meaning and definition of existence. This kind of philosophical reflection annoyed me.

Is it weird though, as I lay here and looked up, the space above me looked just as white and blank as the space below me?

You know what, if this were one of those transmigration stories that my human friends in school talked about, some kind of system screen would open up like it were a computer game and prompt me with quests or give me some special cheats and powers… which I had thought was the weirdest concept because the story always start with some kind of reincarnation but no matter how far back in time the main character spawned, he'd have a built in computer system. I think it's a sign that we have all been looking at the world through a computer screen way too much. Either that, or Ben had taken over the universe and upgraded the tech for all rebirths to come equipped with computerized touchscreens.

Lying in a blank space made me think up really weird things. But just in case, I tried calling up the system, "System!"

Nothing happened. Maybe my system was slow… like me. Sigh.

I should probably figure out a way to get back home. This space was making me delirious. I think it was at the point when I found myself wondering that if I were doing nothing, in a space of nothing, would that make me nothing?

I was lying around for so long, I was starting to annoy myself.

I got back to my feet and looked around for some kind of clue. Of course it was exactly as I had found it - nothing but blank space all around me. Which way was home? And when I said "home", where exactly was that? My golden clamshell bed? My mama? My Dad and my unshifted body at the Undo Point? Or Bell…

Bell's name surprised me. If we were talking about my soul mate, shouldn't it be Fluffy now? And even if Bell was my soul mate, why would his name even be listed as a possible "home" to go to? Why was I suddenly missing him so bad?

Sigh… I guess I could start walking, but in such a vast and blank space, how would I even know where I was going?

"The first thing to consider when deciding the way to go is the way you came from."

Not that I was a fan of the Great Teacher quotes now that I knew who he was, but I suddenly remembered this lesson from one of my trekking and navigation practices at Lycan Group Study.

I pulled out the whiteboard marker in my pocket. Would it really be okay to draw on this empty space?

I drew an 'X' and then wrote the words "START."

Then I started walking in a random direction. Every few steps, I'd stop and turn back to check that the 'X' was where it should be. When the 'X' got too small, I drew another one and wrote the number '2' next to it.

By '6X' I was beginning to feel like I had been walking forever. Would I be walking forever?

7X - At least I wasn't walking in circles. I hadn't met any of my previous 'X's yet. I looked back to make sure my last 'X' was still there where I left it.

8X - There was no end to this space. It went on, and on, and on...

9X - Maybe I should stop and rest for a while. Okay, maybe the next X.

10X - I could still walk. Who knew? Maybe I would reach the end soon.

11X - Nope, no end in sight. I'll just sit down for a while. I wondered how everyone else was doing? I wondered what they would do now that I was unconscious, and possibly dead. Okay, I think that was enough resting.

12X - Maybe this was purgatory... Just saying this might be it. I had imagined more people in the waiting room though. Okay, I had no idea. My theology was just as weak as my philosophy. Let's just keep walking.

13X - You know, this wouldn't be happening if my betas were here. If I had my betas, we'd actually be running with a plan, or at least a more complicated plan than this. If Wolfgang was here, he would be able to explain where we were. It would also be a lot more fun with more wolves around. Walking all alone in a blank space was really boring.

14X - What if I were really dead and just hadn't realized it yet? What if I never make it out of here again? I walked a little faster.

15X - I sat down again and tried not to feel too discouraged about not getting anywhere. I didn't even know how far I had walked or how long I had walked for. Maybe I should just wait for someone to come get me. I remembered being told to just stay put and wait if I should find myself lost at a mall. If I just sat here, would Mum or Dad really be able to find me? I didn't think so either, so it's back to walking.

16X - Walking was meaningless, waiting was meaningless. Everything was meaningless. What was I doing? Just meaningless walking... Should I just walk back to my first X? Would that undo anything? Did it even matter? Since the X's were all drawn by me, they didn't actually mean anything. I wasn't getting closer or further from anywhere. It was really all meaningless.

17X - I wished I ate more good food. I should've eaten double the amount of dessert everytime Ki cooked. If I had known I was going to end up here, I would eat an entire pint of ice cream, all by myself, without sharing, just for the sake of it. If I ever get back to my original timeline, or any timeline at all, I'd eat 1 pint of ice-cream, as many hot dogs as possible... Wait, what was I thinking about? Why was I thinking about food? I wasn't even hungry. Why wasn't I hungry? I wasn't tired either. Maybe I was really dead.

18X - That was pretty regrettable, dying like that. At least I had my first kiss... Although they didn't count and most of them were "accidental."

I started missing Bell again suddenly. I remembered feeling alone the night Harvey and I had to wait out the snow storm at the Langston. Bell had come to keep me company.

I wish I could just see Bell again. Just once more.

I touched where his heart stone should have been - it had disappeared the moment we stepped out into that second timeline. I don't think I treasured him enough.

I wish... I wondered if I could wish on a Tyger from here. I wish I could see Bell again. Just for a little while.

19X - Sat down again and wrote the word "Bell" under it and then I whispered, "I wish you were here."

To be continued on Monday! Have a great weekend!

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