Chapter 2 two

"My Alpha, the council is set up, they would like to have a word with you.'' My beta, who so happened to be my best friend said to me.

Just like my father had died a week ago, and I assumed the full position of Alpha, my best friend was the daughter of my father's second-in-command. She was supposed to take over the position immediately after I stepped onto the throne. The death of my father had been a shock to everyone in the park. It was mysterious and there was no specific reason why the doctor was able to pinpoint the cause of his death. I still suspect that it wasn't natural because he was completely fine an hour before his sudden death. I'm running a private investigation to try and figure out who was with him minutes before he died or who served him his meal. For some reason, I feel as though I should not be trusting the people around me.

I have become more paranoid and agitated. Every time I sit down to eat my food, I have to get someone to taste it, specifically, the person who prepared it. I have become conscious of my surroundings and I cannot help that little feeling inside me that perhaps the hybrids had attacked indirectly. What if they had paid someone to poison my father's food that day? Perhaps father was right with his suspicions. The hybrids were lurking across our borders because they are planning an attack on us. To steal our territories and gain authority over our Park. I was not going to let that happen. I am now the Alpha and I would be putting the needs and responsibilities of my Park before my own.

"What exactly might they want?'' I asked, feeling extremely annoyed. I hated meetings with the council whenever my father drugged me to them. They were always disrespectful and felt that they had a touch over the park. Just because they were a bunch of elders who lived in the park for more than 100 years did not mean that they had the power to make decisions against the alpha. Even though he was also respected in a pack, the Council was more like the board that would advise the alpha on the decisions that he will take both politically and in his personal life.

In my case, I knew the trouble I would come across because they had never been a female Alpha in the history of werewolves. They would expect me To find a mate as soon as possible or be paired off to an alpha of another pack. I did not want this for myself. I wanted to remain strong and rule the park just like my father had taught me.

" I think you and I both know what they want,'' Milly responded, losing the hard expression as she moved forward and sat across my dining table.

"They want me to find a mate don't they,'' I say, anger laced in my voice as I turned around.

''Yap!'' Milly Responded in an obvious tone, picking up an apple that had been situated inside the bowl of fruits placed in the middle of the dining room table.

" you sure as hell eat anything you find,'' I said in a sarcastic tone.

" what? You think the Apple might be poisoned again?'' she says in a joking manner. up until now I still feel the same sensitivity having such a discussion with anyone.

" No one said about poison,'' I reply in an apprehended tone.

" Come on Isabella, rumors are spreading around the park about how you have become paranoid and ruthless. You have sent back almost 17 meals in one night just because they were not cooked to your satisfaction. Other than that, they know how you order your chefs to taste a meal before you have it. They say that you are a weak Alpha, that you should be more concentrated in finding an alpha mate other than stopping yourself from getting killed.'' Her words cause irritation and anger inside me. I feel that no one has a right to decide whether I am weak or strong.

My ways of mourning should not be in line with theirs. They should not stand by and wait to judge me according to my weaknesses and my strengths. I have covered up my emotions and manned up. I might be 21 but I was still not ready to be an alpha. My dreams are something way different than politics but I would not be letting my father's Legacy fall to the ground. I needed to be a great alpha.

"Stand up!'' I said using my alpha voice. I watched as Milly Jolted up immediately, standing attention as she looked at me with a confused expression. I had to be tough. I was not going to let anyone have it easy. I needed to take on my full responsibilities as the alpha of Moonlight Park, my pack.

"You will not address me as Isabella, I am your Alpha. If you are to use my name, let it be accompanied by my title first, Am I clear Beta Milly?'' I asked. I knew that she could not resist and neither could she object to it. The voice that I had used carried all authority and dominance.

"Yes, alpha Isabella.''

A satisfied grin danced on my lips has revealed the power and respect I got for being an alpha. Even if leadership is not something I loved, it was something in my blood.

"ALPHA!'' and there it was again, the messages that are always sent through the entire park but directed to me. Something was wrong, I could tell that something was wrong with our security system. Being an alpha meant that I was linked to all the borders and the territories of our Park. If anyone was close to them or waged war against them, then I would feel it in my blood.

"WE'RE UNDER ATTACK! THE HYBRIDS HAVE ATTACKED THE PACK BORDERS!''