I walked to my room on the top floor and gritted my teeth as I heard my mother tsking a little and smelt the smell of a river that she was assembled with. "Mom?" I asked, curiously while I walked into my room. My eyes widened in shock, when I saw what she was doing. "Mom! What are you doing with my clothes?!" I asked, as I saw two boxes on the floor beside a kind of a petite figure, who was going through my closet.

"Making sure that you have the right clothes, Darling," my mother replied, as she placed another shirt into a box. "Do you have any clothing like skirts and blouses?"

I picked up a shirt that was in a box with a label that said; 'Go to Goodwill' and frowned a little. "Mo-om, I like this shirt," I said, holding it up. It was a black shirt that read; 'And Then Buffy Staked Edward. The End.' with two stakes across the chest.

"Put that back in the box, Jasmine," my mother scolded me. "It is not proper for a female your age to wear such a shirt."

"Is too," I retorted, going through the shirts that she had piled into that box. "These are all proper for a teenage girl. At least it ain't slutty, which I could wear."

Mom slapped my hand, making me drop a shirt that I was holding. She stood up, her 5'3 form and narrowed her eyes at me. "Not for a Female Alpha," she said. "You need to wear nice clothing, like skirts and dresses."

I rubbed my hand and gritted my teeth, together. This was the second time today that I had been slapped, and I did not like it one bit. I kept my mouth shut, because I didn't want to speak rudely to my mother.

Kate cleared her throat, making both of us turn to look at her. "If I can intrude, Mrs. DeLuka," Kate began, "but Blake needs a partner, not someone to help look after... decorations and such."

"And you don't think that I look after the pack, with my husband?" my mother asked, folding her arms across her chest. She frowned, her blue eyes flashing in warning. A small strand of brown hair fell into her face, which she moved out of the way.

"You do help out with Mr. DeLuka," Kate said, quickly. "But this is... a different matter, because not only will the males and the females mate, but the Alpha's children of two packs will be mating together, to make a bigger pack."

"I know this information, Katlyin. I was there when it was planned out."

"I know," Kate said. "Your daughter is a little bit more like your husband, however." She made her fingers wide and smiled at my mother. "Besides, didn't she kick her father's behind once?"

"That information is classified, Katlyin Destan. And yes, she did kick his behind once," my mother replied, a prideful look on her face.

Kate looked at me as if to say 'humor me'. She looked at my mother who was still searching through my closet, with me cringing, since she was throwing most of my good shirts into the Goodwill box. "Why don't you have Mr. DeLuka come here and see if he can't talk with Jaz? If he can't get an agreement with her, maybe we should see what Blake wants to do about it."

My mouth dropped. She said what!?

Mom turned to look at Kate and studied her with her knowledgeable blue eyes. "Hmmm, that might be a good plan," she said. She nodded her head still thinking about it. "Yes, a very good plan."

"Mo-om," I groaned.

"It's that or getting other clothes Jasmine Faith," Mom said. She looked at me, narrowing her eyes. She gave me that look that meant I shouldn't be trying to test her patience.

Rule number 1: Do not make the Alpha Mother angry, if someone wants to be live the next day and so forth.

I've broken that rule so many times, that it was not funny on how our relationship was so rocky. We didn't get along, because we didn't think like each other. However, I knew that she had my back, even if we disagreed about style and attitude.

"Fine," I said, gritting my teeth together. I was trying to keep myself from screaming and throwing a fit in front of them. I knew that wouldn't please my mother and make her more mad at me. "Can you tell Dad that I will in the Fighting Area, please?"

Mom nodded her head. "I will do that," she said. "You two are dismissed."

Both Kate and I bowed our heads in respect for her and left the room. There was still a tsking sound, because Mom was still going through my clothes.

I punched Kate in the arm, letting her know that I was not pleased with her. However, I did not hurt her, because I had something better to hurt. I went one way, going to the Fighting Area, which had punching bags as well as a boxing rink.

"You'll thank me later," Kate called out, while I shut the door behind me.

Ya right, I thought to myself, starting to attack one of the punching bags, letting my anger out on it.