The Lone She-Wolf

My name is Sierra Buendia. I am 24 years old. I am what is called a lone wolf. 20 years ago I ran away from my pack and have never looked back. I live with my grandma Bobby Ammons. She is my rock. She is also a werewolf, like me but not from the same pack. Also a run away like I am. She ran away from the Scarlet Stars Pack almost 50 years ago. I ran because some really bad things happened in my pack. She, on the other hand, ran because her mate died and she didn't want to live where all she could ‘see’ was him. We live amongst humans and have lived very well.

We have never had any problems being here. No one knows our real identity. And that is perfect for me. I mask my scent every time I leave the house just like she has taught me to do. My Wolf Via informed me that at some point over the last few years, my mate has been looking for me with no luck. I don't want or need a mate. I have been able to take care of me and Grandma just fine without one. However, Via says that he is an Alpha of the Lunar Sky Pack.

I didn't give a damn, a mate has never interested me, especially an Alpha mate. My father was once an Alpha and that never did us any good. As an Alpha, your job is to protect your family and pack. He failed at his job. Not only that but I have no interest at all in being anyone's Luna. Like ever. I don't need to run a pack or be in charge of one. I am perfectly fine with my life having me, my wolf Via and my Grandma Bobby in it.

I am a high school graduate of Narvana High School and have opened up my own little coffee shop called S.B. Coffee Dunk, the S.B. stands for Sierra, Bobby. We have been doing very well for ourselves. Grandma Bobby loves to make all the pastries for the coffee shop. And she does a damn good job at making all different kinds of goodies. Lately, it seems that Grandma is becoming a little forgetful. Even though she is the strongest wolf that I know, I fear that she doesn't have much longer.

Something about me is that I love scary movies. I think it is so funny to see how all the females act like they have no common sense. I know for a fact, that I would not be locking my front door and running upstairs trying to hide from the bad guy. My favorite food is steak and cheese subs with french fries. I had my first one when I was 10 and since then I can't get enough of them. Granma Bobby said that I need to eat more than just that for my 3 meals a day. I like to disagree but I let her feed me whatever it is that she makes. As long as she is happy so am I.

I love to be out in the wild. I love hiking and walking all different trails. The sounds and smell of nature have a calming effect on me and always have. When I was younger I would sleep in a tent in the yard. Grandma would camp out with me sometimes. But a lot of the time it was just me. It was a great way for me to process my day's events.

Grandma Bobby and I live in a one-level, 7,000-square-foot home. I like it because everything is on one floor. And I know that it is easier for Grandma because of her age to get around and do things that she enjoys doing without stairs getting in her way. There are 4 bedrooms and 1 and a half baths. She is not much for bright colors so most of the house walls are painted white. Except for my room. I however love color, so my walls are bright yellow. My favorite colors are yellow and blue, so with my walls being yellow, the decor in my room and different shades of blue. I know those two colors put together aren't for everyone. But it is for me. The house itself is painted a very pale green. And has the prettiest stone walkway that I have ever seen. I mean it isn't like I have seen a ton of stone walkways, but I have seen a few.

I stand about 5’5” but my Grandma is about 5’4”. She said that when she was about 18 she stood at almost 5’6”. She believes that with her old age, she shrunk in size. I told her that I didn't think that was possible, but she swears it was true. The other good aspect about the 2 of us is when we love we love hard. I would do anything for her. And I mean anything. I have bright blue eyes and shoulder-length brown hair. I am what I have heard be called more on the thicker side of female bodies. But what can I say, I love to eat. I weigh about 190 pounds. I am honestly very happy in my skin.

Now when it comes to friends, she and I have not had any because of the risk it would cause having a human for a friend. But there is a woman named Dawn that comes into my coffee shop once in a while. She is a great person and super nice. She knows a little bit about me, and I am betting by the way that she tells me everything that I know about her. I call her my town gossip queen. She loves to tell me all the juicy stories of the town. I don't mind hearing about it. It allows me to also keep Grandma informed.

My coffee shop, as I had mentioned before, opened when I was 21. I had been talking with Grandma about doing that for years. On my 21st birthday, she gave me a small box. I was confused as to what it was because she had already given me some amazing gifts. When I opened it there was a key in the box. At first, I questioned if she had gotten me a car. She laughed at me and said nope it wasn't a car, it was my dream. It took me a minute before I understood what she said. She bought the building that was about a 2-minute walk from the house. She told me that she wanted to gift me something that was not only going to benefit me but also will be with me for life. And I promised her that it would be.