THE ALPHA IS MINE

ASHINA'S POV

Staring up to the skies, as I watch the gradual changes in the weather. The sun was getting brighter gradually,and I could feel the heat.The Warm sun and humidity hit my face like opening a dryer mid-cycle. And trust me, it felt good.

the radiation on me, felt like it was directly staring at me.

It's amazing to watch a single ball brighten up the planet this much.

I'm just here alone, lost in the woods, doing nothing for myself. The only thing I do every morning is to watch the sun set.

Hoping each day that it would tell me, this was all just a dream.

"Ashina we need to find a shady place, I'm no more comfortable here"

Hahaha, I can't believe I now share this unique bond with the sun, that I could hear it speak to me.

Oh no wait! Did I say that it was the sun? Yaa .... I guess I'm gradually losing my mind too.

That was my mate Logan, did I say my mate? I'm not sure about that yet. But we both stay in the woods together. I know ... I know what was on your mind, oh you thought I stayed in the woods alone? No, that's not close to being possible.

Okay.. okay I know I actually said I stayed alone. Anyways, what can I say? Don't just take me by my words.I'll gladly give you that as a piece of advice. Because I clearly don't know what words keep coming out of my mouth every now and then.

It's difficult for me here, and I'm sure it has the same effect on Logan. I can't believe we've been here for several years.

"Ashina you are not saying anything? We just got here yesterday and you are already acting this way, what will happen if we stay out here for a week?"

"Huh? Yesterday? You mean we've only spent a night here? I asked

I'm certain Logan has no idea what he is talking about. Ya I'm sure he doesn't.

"Ashina please you need some rest and you have to stop thinking. Just take a look at what you are doing to yourself. We just got here last night, and it's not yet up to twenty four hours and you need to at least rest. Instead of sitting there and be lost in your thoughts''

"Did you at least have some rest last night?"

"Don't worry Logan, I'm perfectly fine. You should be disturbed about yourself because you are clearly losing it" I laughed as I said this.

Yes I'm right, I'm sure about that. Logan needs the help of a physician, I'm sure they would agree with me that Logan was out of his mind.

I thought werewolves don't run mad, I thought we were special. But no! Just take a look at Logan, since he woke up he has been saying all sorts of things that are not in line with what is going on.

Why would he say we only arrived here last night? Is he trying to play with my mind? I'm sure he knows I hate it when he tries to make a fool of me because I'm no fool.

Just look at how lovely this place is. All he should have done was to join me and watch the beauty of the sun and not sit there and spit things that absolutely made no sense.

Ya ..... Ya ..... I know I said it is difficult out here for me and for Logan too, I'm sure you understand why it's difficult for me? Tell me who can endure the company of a werewolf who has clearly lost his mind.

I am not comfortable with his presence and that's why it's difficult for me.

Or maybe not .......

Well I had to ignore him because I wasn't done meditating, he distracted me while I was at it.

I sat back, taking a comfortable posture as I leaned on one of the barks of a tree in the woods, I tilted my head to the sky again, this time I supported my head with my right hand that was placed under my chin and I leaned my elbow on my knee.

Just the perfect posture to take the full glimpse of this sun, because it was the only best thing that is going on in my life right now.

"Ashina you won't tell me that you will be sitting there all day. I need to get some wood so that we can build a little cottage where we can manage for now. Staying outside a building structure is not completely safe for you and you know that", Logan said.

Okay now he is talking about building a cottage, I'm sure he is joking about that because all these years we've been here, we've lived peacefully no attack of any kind, we've been enjoying and appreciating nature for years.

"Let me ask you something, Logan," I said as I obviously stopped watching the sun, still sitting where I was, I turned to face him so that he I'll be able to tell what exactly was going on with him.

"Why do we need a house Logan? We've been here for years, so why do we need a house all of a sudden? All we have to do is to sleep at our usual spot"

"What do you mean? Ashina, what are you talking about? For crying out loud, we just got here last night and you also complained how much you were scared of sleeping because the place was too open. Ashina , please come back to reality! We need this building, especially for you."

I rolled my eyes at Logan. I sincerely can't deal with him right now.

"Logan please go, don't worry when you're calm we will talk this out, I'm sure by that time you would have got back your senses " I said, shushing him away but he refused to leave my presence, he stood there staring at me with pity and I wonder why.

He needs this pity stare, not me.

"Ashina please stop doing this to yourself, you need to be calm, if not for anything, consider your unborn pup"

"un... un... unborn what?" I stuttered in shock, cutting him short from continuing spitting gibberish.

His condition was getting worse, and he needed to rest but he wouldn't listen!

"Yes your unborn pup, Ashina"

"Stop that! Stop saying that!" I yelled at him.

I am angry he is doing this to himself and I feel bad for him.

"I can't stop because that's the truth! You are pregnant!" He yelled back at me.

"No .... No Logan, you don't know what you are saying" I moved my head sideways in disagreement.

I immediately placed my right palm on my tummy

"See I'm not ......" I paused, realizing that I felt something like a tummy bump.

Maybe my tummy is just bloating. I shrugged as I thought.

I bent my head to the direction of my tummy, placing both hands on it this time.

And... and ....and there it was! I am pregnant!

Does that mean that Logan has been tight all along? Am I the one losing my senses for real? How did I actually get pregnant?

"How ..... how... how did..." I stuttered trying to swallow the shock and to assimilate what was going on.

"Oh yes! Yes yes yes! I remember! I am pregnant with Alpha's pup. My unborn pup is his." I screamed out for joy.

Logan gently hit his palm on his face and tilted his head down a bit as he exclaimed; "oh no!" He was clearly disappointed.

Logan acts like he knows everything but believe me, he doesn't.

You see? it didn't take that much to remember my true identity. I know who I am!

"No you are not!" Logan screamed back at me.

Please, ignore Logan, I've got a story for you.

ASHINA'S POV

I am light skinned, the color of my eyes is like that of a hazelnut. I am slender, and have a curvy figure. I'm playful and graceful, and people find me charming, elegant, and mysterious. I move with fluidity, drawing attention with every step I take.

My gentle smile hints at a warm, welcoming personality, while my beguiling charm makes me a magnetic presence. My porcelain skin glows with a luminous radiance, and my hazel eyes sparkle with a mischievous twinkle. My figure is a blend of delicate curves and subtle strength, giving me an alluring, feminine grace that captivates the gaze of those around me.

I'm sure you would love to know what I look like as a wolf.

Don't worry, I've got you covered.

My wolf form is a blend of sleek white fur with a hint of honeyed hazel reflecting the huge hue of my human eye. I have a lithe, graceful body that exudes both power and elegance. My movements are swift and deadly, while my fine-boned snout and silver whiskers add to my regal countenance. My eyes speak of the predator within, but they also hold a captivating allure.

My name is Ashina and this is my story!

At age five,I woke up to a chill but not cold morning. The sun was lazy, and the weather was kind of mellow. It was a nice, relaxed atmosphere, not too hot or cold, and not too bright either. There was a gentle breeze that made the air feel nice and cozy. Overall, it was a pretty chill morning.

That morning was quiet as usual, but I kind of felt a bit different. I felt blessed, there was this unknown peace that enveloped me and for some strange reasons I felt so happy.

Well as usual, I decided to stand up from my bed to go say my regular good morning pleasantries to my parents. Ya, why shouldn't I? They've been the best part of me right from when I was born.

They took care of me with so much love and care, that I could literally feel it in my bones marrow.

Back then, I usually say, if I had the opportunity to come back to the world again, I would choose them as my parents.

'Hmpff' jokes on me....

So .... Back to my story.

Every morning before I sit up, I usually do my bed stretches. I would stretch my hands and my legs and break my knuckles.

Well the ones I could, at the time. I was only a child, so I couldn't do much.

I started with my hands, based on my routines, then stretched out my legs.

Wait!

No, I didn't stretch out my legs, because when I tried, I noticed I couldn't feel them.

Strange ......

That was really funny because I believed I must have been dreaming, there was no way I couldn't be feeling my legs.

I mean they are my legs! They belong to me! So I should feel them. Right?

As a relentless little she-wolf that I was, I decided to use my hands and drag my legs, so it could stretch out because I thought the numbness was just as a result of my sleeping posture.

When I placed my hands on it, mind you, my eyes were still closed. I wanted to feel the soothing impact of the stretch, I wanted the relief to go so deep that the relaxation I would feel after that would be unexplainable.

I'm sure you understand what I mean? ...... Yes I'm sure you do!

But as I placed both hands on my legs, I realized that I couldn't feel my legs.

Wow funny how I thought my hands were still floating in the air, I had to try again, with my eyes still closed and I felt nothing.

Maybe I still felt sleepy, that was why I was misbehaving.

You could imagine! That was what I thought.

This time I decided to trace my legs from below my waist and I still couldn't feel my legs.

Like a flash of light, I opened my eyes immediately and raised my head up from the bed, in a position that I was looking at my legs.

I realized that legs were trembling, my precious little tiny legs, were trembling like the hand of an aged grandma, that is clinged to a walking stick to support her balance, yet her grip on the walking stick is not firm, because her hands are obviously very weak, to grip her own stick.

I sat up on my bed, and the only weight I felt was from my waist, upward. My waist was literally what supported my body.

I struggled to move my legs but I noticed I couldn't, I realized that I had lost control of my legs, they felt like they were not part of my body.

It was as if I was staring at some object and somehow, magically I tried to make that object move alongside my body, when it's obviously not part of me.

I tried countless times but all to no avail. It felt like a dream to me. There was absolutely no way I was going to accept that

"Maybe I was just having some sleep paralysis" that was exactly what I thought back then, like I knew what it was.

It happened that I had heard my mom make mention of sleep paralysis days back, and without asking her what it meant, I just assumed it was the inability to walk in your dreams.

Tsk ..... you could imagine.

All my efforts to get my legs to move again proved abortive.

It was at this point I knew I had to call for help.

"Mum!!! Dad!!!" My scream was so loud that I could feel my lungs vibrate.

But they didn't give me any response, maybe they thought I wanted to say my morning 'hellos' to them as always.

But I don't scream, so why should they assume that?

I called out again the second time. And this time my body went cold, I was already shivering and sweating at the same time.

Remember, the weather wasn't hot at all.

ASHINA'S POV

"What's going on darling?" A raspy, gravelly, panting baritone voice, called out from the entrance of my room.

His voice was a voice that spoke of countless battles, a voice that had seen too much and lived to tell the tale. His words were usually heavy with experience, each syllable tinged with a gruffness that belies a life spent in conflict.

There was usually a world-weariness in his tone, a deep-seated resignation that comes from having seen the worst that life had to offer. His voice was a faded echo of the young man he once was, but it still carried a strength and presence that commands respect and attention.

That was my dad!

he came into my room, panting with his right hand placed on his chest as if he was trying to catch his breath.

My dad was the first to run to my rescue, he has always been the first to save me from troubles.

Maybe because he was a werewolf warrior or maybe because I was his only child.

"Dad I can't seem to move my legs,and they look weak" I winced, my hands still holding on to my legs.

Before I could blink,my dad was already by my side,he looked worried, worried than I was.

My dad was my superhero, he was always available whenever I needed him, always right on time.

As I said earlier, maybe because he had fought so many battles that was why he always stayed alert.

As he got close to where I sat, he tapped my legs with his palm and asked if I felt anything, I said no because I didn't.

He increased the pressure, yet I felt nothing.

I watched my dad drop my legs, he was in pain and he couldn't hide it. His expression told me that all wasn't well.

He moved to where I laid my head, he sat there and placed my head on his thighs as he rubbed my hair.

I knew my dad had a lot to say but didn't know where to start from.

"Dad, am I okay?" My voice was cracky and tears had clouded my eyes.

At age Five, I didn't know what could be the worst thing that would happen to me, I was still a naive little she-wolf that needed her parents by her side at all times.

But one thing I knew I did love most, was to go out and play with my friends,and I do this everyday.

"You are fine baby"

Mmmm... my dad .... My dad wrapped his hands around me and cuddled me. His grip was strong and I realized he found it difficult to complete a single sentence, when he tried speaking.

With the way my dad was reacting, I didn't want any soothsayer to tell me something was wrong, because I felt it. I knew all wasn't well. Dad's body language said it all. But then I didn't suspect a thing, I didn't know exactly what was wrong.

"What's going on here? Baby I heard you call me. I'm sorry I was trying to wrap up what I was doing"

That voice came from the door, so I tilted my head to the direction of the door,adjusting it from my dad's cuddle, to see who it was.

I watched her walk in, in her usual carefree manner.

I watched her curved slender frame, as she walked into the room, those curves were in the right places. My friend usually says I look exactly like her, but I didn't believe that because she has icy blue eyes while I don't.

Her skin is fair and luminous, like porcelain,touched with the faintest blush of pink. Her eyes were bright and clear as a mountain stream and they danced with a mischievous sparkle that hints at her playful nature.

My mom's presence radiates a sense of energy and

Vitality,she usually moves with a symphony of grace and fluidity. Her smile is usually bright and genuine, her laugh like the tinkling of bells.

"What's going on?" She questioned again because no one gave her an answer when she asked initially.

Surprisingly she didn't look worried or shocked, she wore this beaming smile on her face, that back then I thought it was just her usual look and she acted that way because she didn't know what was going on at the time.

"Phoebe, Ashina won't be able to walk again" my dad wailed.

His cries alone, pierced through my skin, his declaration hits like a dagger in my bones. My hands trembled, I couldn't lift them.

No they didn't get paralyzed, the reaction was just as a result of my fears. Everything that happened that morning destabilized me.

"Wha .... Wha.... Dad, what do you mean?"

The pains I felt that day were sharp, it had this shooting sensation that stabbed through my body and it was burning in me too.

Looking back on that time, I remember how much the pain lingered and wouldn't go away, a pain that still makes me cry today.

It was a burden, that I knew won't be lifted anytime soon.

"Hey shuush ...... honey you will be fine, please ignore your dad okay? ..... I'm sure it's just your bone trying to get used to carrying your body, it's part of growth dear. Don't worry with time, you'll be able to walk again"

Mom's encouraging words were like water poured on the back of a chicken. None of it had any impact on me.

I knew my mom, she doesn't take things seriously, believing in negativity was one thing I knew she never did.

Even if something really bad was proudly glittering in front of her and glaring straight into her eyes, she would always end it with this phrase.

'it's nothing serious'.

Don't get me wrong, it's not like I didn't have hope that I would be alright in the long run.

Remember my mom said It was just a matter of time. I just wasn't sure that time would come soon.

I couldn't believe that I won't be able to go out and join my friends again, I won't be able to leave the house generally because I would be embarrassed and my parents would be too, especially my mom.

My life changed at that instant, right in front of me.

That moment I knew I won't be the carefree, lively, playful werewolf I used to be.

Just like the flash of light, everything about me turned around, it turned for the worse.

Hahaha ...... It hurt so much,that for a few "periods of time" as my mom claimed, which back then I found it difficult to believe her.

I would become a liability!