Chapter 1

"Rena!" A voice pulled her from her mussing. When Serena~Rena for her friends~ Daire looked at who was calling her, it was her mom.

Celeste Daire looked at her only daughter and smiled. As the only Alpha Female of the last line, Were Dires, she never expected to have a female child who hates going out. But, at the age of 37, she was way past the stage where eligible males would notice her. And she liked it the way it is.

"Mom?" Rena removed her headset and looked at her mother. "Is something wrong?" she asked.

Going further into the room, she looked around. Her walls were a mixture of black and grey. An odd combination for a girl, but it works. Two tall bookshelves were on the right side of the room. The bed was the opposite of it. Her computer table was near the open window facing the trees looking out of the forest in their home. Beside the shelves was another work table where she did her kirigami projects.

The table was devoid of clutter. Meaning either she was bored or her current project was finished. Celeste remembered the first time she saw her daughter with a hobby knife. Rena was ten when she discovered her love for crafts. From paper to wooden. She loved how each piece was put together and how beautiful they were once the piece was done. Although, of course, being ten, she needed supervision. That was when her husband, Mackenzie volunteered, he too was hooked. And as they say, the rest was history.

"Nothing is wrong, pumpkin. Your dad just asked you to get his weekly supplies of yarn. But, unfortunately, he forgot to ask his supplier to deliver it again," Celeste said, putting her hand on her only child's shoulder. She has grown up so fast and so strong, she thought.

The only offspring of the Daire clan, Serena was an anomaly that no one was expecting, and yet she is loved by everyone. As every council member said, Mackenzie, your daughter is a breath of fresh air. And we promise to protect her. And that they did...but for how long?

Rena stood up and looked up at her mom. She was small even for were standards. And it made her look weak. But intelligence and cunning can be seen when you look at her eyes.

"Again?" She said groaning. "This is like what? The seventh time 'IN THIS YEAR?" using air quotes to prove her point.

Her mother laughed. Knowing her husband can hear them. Sure enough, Kenzie shouted, "I heard that!" heavy footsteps could be heard lumbering to her room. Seconds later, Mackenzie Daire stepped inside.

Serena looked at her parents. They both have the air of royalty. However, they weren't snobs; they were, in fact, the most kind-hearted people in their province.

The Daire Clan is a part of the Alter Wolves. A rare race of werewolves born with the ability to change into a wolf at will. As the lore goes, some of the Were scientists said that their ancestors might have eaten or digested something that altered their genetic composition.

Mackenzie was originally from Scotland. Think of Henry Cavill but less bulky, with that highland accent. His eyes are a combination of silver with a dash of green in the iris. Hair as black as night with some curling around the edges, and when he smiles, the world lights up. Celeste, on the other hand, is a typical Filipina woman. Slender, tall, with fair-colored skin. Sharp hazel-colored eyes, with a cute button nose and sensual lips.

Celeste would only reach Kenzie's shoulder whenever they were side by side. And Rena? Let's just say...she is the smallest.

"Can you blame your dad for being forgetful?" he wined, "with all the orders I have to make, I can barely eat."

"Oh, yeah, that's why is saw a box of pizza on the table with some stitch markers on them," she replied. "Like seriously, dad, how do those get there?"

"Ughh," his face flushing.

"No, forget I ask. I do not want to know," she said.

Celeste laughed and patted her daughter's head and said, "It is okay, honey. Your dad wanted to know how sturdy the markers were. He used the pizza. Don't ask me why, I had a hard time cleaning his mess after."

"Hey! It is not my fault that the product was defective," he said.

"They were supposed to be used on fabrics and yarns, dad. Not food," Serena dryly stated.

"Point taken," he said. "Anyway, you need to pick up some yarns and some of our supplies. Mom has the list. I'm going to start the car for you," he kissed his daughter on the forehead before he left the room.

Celeste gave the list to Rena, whose eyes bulged with the number of things she had to get. "Is it typhoon season? Why all these things? I mean, I just saw our pantry two hours ago and it's still full," she scratched her head in wonder.

"Oh, you know your dad, he gets a bit cranky and wants all those things. Don't worry, dear, dad will be giving you the black one. He wanted those things. I think he will be using the big truck too." Celeste turned around and walked out of the room.

"Mom," called Rena.

"Yes, dear?"

Rena hugged her mom. The kind that was rare for a mom and child would do. Celeste tried hard not to cry. It was such a sweet moment, and she didn't want to ruin it. "I love you, my child. Remember that."

They separated, and Rena went down the stairs. Celeste lingered in the doorway of her daughter's room. The door slowly blended into the foreground of the wall, as she uttered a spell.

"Seal this room until the owner comes back.

Make it unseen to eyes meant to harm.

Serena, my daughter, I give you my gift of foresight.

As soon as I die, I degree that my powers will transfer unto you.

From how to use. To how to control, I bestow upon you.

My darling daughter, this I said, so shall be."

When the last words were said, the door was gone. Like it never existed. As Celeste walked down the stairs, she slowly cast magic on the entire house. Protecting the things that need to be sealed.

At the opening of the house, she saw her husband, her mate, giving the black card to Serena. And a hug. Once she was out of view, she hugged her husband, her best friend, and her forever from his back. "It was the only way we can save her," she said.

Kenzie, entwined thier hands. Taking a deep breath, he howled.

With her headset on, Serena did not hear her dad's anguish cry.