Naomi Comes Of Age.

Chapter 1.

The day did not break as quickly as I had expected. It obviously had to do with the effect of the alcohol I had taken last night. My friend Esther had hosted a birthday party at her place, and for reasons best known to her, fixed it for the evening of a working day.

I attended anyway, but had to leave before it ended. Needless to say, I slept very late. As I rolled from one edge of the bed to the other, I wished the day would break sooner.

I fished out my phone from under the pillow to have a quick look at the time. It was 3 AM. I pulled the cloth cover over myself to have a little more sleep until 5 AM when I would finally wake up to start preparing for work. A few minutes later, I slept off.

I woke up at the expected time and immediately commenced my daily activities. I quickly did my early morning exercise, washed my dishes and prepared a quick breakfast, in that order.

I was born a werewolf, as revealed to me by my father's sister whom I lived with for many years as soon as my mother died. My father was the Alpha of the Shiny Ivory pack of Werewolves.

According to Aunt Debbie, my mother, who was also a wolf, found my father who was her mate and she automatically became the Luna. She and my father ran the pack, together with the Beta who was his second in command.It was quite a sizeable community of wolves then, and we were all living together as a pack then, according to the story I was told. I was very young then.

Then my father died. The circumstances of his death were not made very clear to me, but I concluded that it was due to natural causes. My mother died not too long after because she could not live for long without her mate

That's how it is with Werewolves.The bond between them is so strong that one partner would find it hard to survive if their mate dies.

Perhaps because I was too young to take over the pack(I was only two years old then) or maybe because there was a Beta who could take over, I could not assume control of the pack. My father's Beta, then took over the pack.

From the time my mother died, I had lived with my aunt Debbie, who was human. She was not a Werewolf and was not a Pack member at that time or any other time, for that matter.

Aunty Debbie it was who trained me right from age two through elementary school and right to college where I have now graduated with a degree in Business Administration.

Upon graduation from college, I got a job as a sales representative with a software company here in the city. Though I no more live with Aunt Debbie, we still keep in touch and speak on the phone quite often.She has been reminding me that I belong to a pack and that sooner or later I should be re-united with them. She has even commited herself to help me back in touch with my pack members.

Of course, Aunty Debbie had the information. She knew the Beta who later became the Alpha when my father died. Though she doesn't have a lot more information like who the other pack members were, apart from my mum. You know, Werewolves can be very secretive.

So, the two important tasks I have ahead of me are to find my pack and more importantly, to find my mate.Most of the time, I used to feel that I'm a rogue wolf, but my wolf, which lies within me, have often told me to put aside that notion. I can't be called a rogue wolf but I'll rather describe myself as a lost wolf. Yes, because I didn't run away from my pack, rather I became separated from my pack at a very tender age due to circumstances beyond my control.

Even Aunt Debbie has told me never to see myself as a rogue wolf. That I'm a wolf who has been separated from her pack and who will one day be re-united with them. She also assured me that I would find my mate, with time.

The intense search for my mate started as soon as I shifted for the first time at the age of 17. Since then, I had taken full control of my wolf.I have shifted into my wolf as many times as I wish since that very first time. All I just need is a little space to run around and bingo, I turn into a wolf.

As soon as I finished having my breakfast, I headed for the office.I greeted a few other workers that were also arriving as we made our way into the building housing the software company where I work.

I would not describe the work as drudgery, though the hours are long. It is a 7 AM to 5 PM job, Mondays to Fridays. Though the pay is good compared to that of other companies in the same industry, it could be tedious at times.

By the time I settled in my desk, my friend and co-worker, Sophie was already on her seat. We share the same office.

Sophie is not the only colleague that is close to me in our office set up. But she is the closest to me by far. I can safely refer to her as my closest confidant here.

She has blonde hair, blue eyes and dark skin. She is a bit older than me. While she is 25 yearsold, I had just clicked 21. Despite the little age gap, we get along very well. By

"Good morning, Naomi," Sophie greeted.

"Morning Sophie," I replied.

"Thanks goodness, it's another Friday," she observed. "Yep, I'm happy to see yet another weekend," I noted."So how do you plan to spend the weekend," She asked, grinning.

I know she was grinning because she knows I would spend it with Richard, my boyfriend.She only wanted to gauge my mood, which was okay.

"With Richard, of course," I replied. She shrugged at my answer. "Do enjoy yourself then," She replied.

With that, we ended the discussion. The day went on smoothly at the office. At closing time, I took my bag and headed home.

After dinner at my modest one bedroom apartment, I was completely relaxed.I felt my wolf starting to become restless. I quickly removed my clothes and turned into a black wolf. I then took a run within my apartment.

After I was done running, I jumped into my bed and lay down to sleep for the night, still in my wolf form. Within a few minutes, I was fast asleep.