Fantasy Pretty little flower

[Mystii]

Morrigan was werewolf, she had been raised in a large pack and was the oldest daughter of the Alpha and Alphess. She had just turned eighteen when her father had told her that she would be going to a nearby pack to live there as there was an agreement between her father and the Alpha of this other pack that Morrigan would go there at eighteen if the Alpha hadn't found his mate in his own pack. It was an old tradition that happened between packs that her father wanted to keep alive. That was how she now found herself in an unfamiliar pack house, surrounded by wolves she didn't know or trust. Looking out of the window of the room she had been given Morrigan took note that it was dark outside, sliding out of the bed she had basically thrown herself into once she had arrived two days prior Morrigan made her way into the bathroom attached to the room and set about cleaning herself up. She figured it was time to at least see the others in the house since she had been told that tonight would be a party pretty much welcoming her to the pack.

Once she was clean she walked over to her bags, opening one she pulled out a simple black satin dress with spaghetti straps. The dress hit her mid thigh, Morrigan didn't care if others would view the dress as scandalous as she was the kind of woman who liked to show off as much skin as she possibly could. It had been something her father hated but her mother encouraged her to dress how she liked even if it made her father mad, looking at herself in a floor length mirror by the door Morrigan admired herself for a moment as she flicked her deep red hair away from her face, her deep ocean blue eyes twinkled in the light.

Shaking her head a little she opened the door with a sigh, stepping out into the hall she took note of the fact that she could now suddenly hear the bustle of noise coming from downstairs that told her that the party had already started. For a moment she was impressed with the soundproofing of her room but that thought quickly left as she headed down the hall. Walking downstairs Morrigan sniffed the air a little easily smelling all of the food which made her stomach grumble a little reminding her that she hadn't eaten since she had arrived. Following the scent she made her way out into the backyard taking note of the different rooms on her way. As soon as she stepped outside a glass of wine was promptly shoved into her left hand, Morrigan hadn't ever had an alcoholic drink before and her father had always told her that she was never to drink until she was twenty-one and legally allowed. But now here she stood with a drink in her hand, shrugging her shoulders a little Morrigan raised the glass and sipped from it enjoying the burst of flavour that hit her mouth.

Walking around a little she grabbed some food here and there, looking around she was confused a little as she had been expecting to know who the Alpha was as soon as she saw him but all of the men and women in this pact looked like supermodels. Walking over to a man who gave her the tall dark and handsome vibes and she smiled at him a little, "Excuse me, I don't mean to bother you" Morrigan started her voice soft and delicate seeming to match her almost innocent appearance. "But do you know where the Alpha is?" she asked tipping her head to the side a little.