The Alpha's mate

It's something I'm familiar with. It comes with each day breaking, an endless cycle for me here in Blood Moon Park.

The source? Well, my life went to shit a long time ago but if I have to pin my troubles on someone, that would be my step-father, Alpha Eric. Being the head alpha means that his every word is law, and my life is a mere plaything in his hands, something he can manipulate and ruin. I loathed him with all being, but I also feared him; he's the one who controls my life ultimately, not me. He allows me to stay in the basement of the house where my family used to live; sometimes, I can't help but think about the happy times I spent living in the main house when my father was still alive. But I make do with the basement; it's better than being homeless, so I am grateful for whatever I have.

I can't complain, because complaining means being beaten even more than ever. As the omega 'runt' of the pack, I invite more trouble than anyone else, but for things beyond my control, it ends with being punished by alpha Eric. There are several things that I can't control, one of them being the group of sassy girls who have made it their life mission to make my life a living hell. They have made it their life mission to ostracize me, to make me feel worthless. And it works. They tease me for being omega and being weak. When their parents or other adults find out about our fights, which are more like one-sided attacks from bullies, who is the scapegoat? Me. Of cos am the scapegoat.

There was a time when I tried arguing back. Tell the alpha that I wasn't the one in the wrong, that it had all been a misunderstanding. But my words fell on deaf ears, and the beating that came with it. I've learned my place in the pack, the bottom of the barrel. I've learned to keep my head down, to be submissive, and not to talk back.

I was not in school despite being seventeen. I had to drop out because Alpha Eric said he didn't want to buy school supplies or required textbooks. I must do whatever he tells me, and I can't disobey him. I am not allowed to be like other kids.

I hear other kids complain about school stuff and am envious of them; they get to complain about the life I am dreaming about, they get to run around the school halls, complain about classes, and even how they hate and skip out of P.E. classes. They have parents who listen to their rambling, provide food for them, and love them unconditionally. Alpha Eric never feeds me, I have to steal scraps to eat because he would kill me if he noticed any food missing from the freezer. He is all I have, my legal guardian, to be exact, now that my parents are gone. He is the closest thing to a father figure I have, but our relationship is nothing like that of a father and daughter relationship. He beats me more than he ever loved me; I can't even say that he loves me; I think he just tolerates me.

Today, I'm alone in the house cleaning as usual. I can barely keep my eyes open, so tired after not being able to sleep all night cause of the nightmares; I can scarcely catch any sleep because of my night terrors; they are so horrible that I wake up from each nightmare jerking awake, gasping for breath. In times like this, I just long for someone to be here, to hold me as I cry. But my parents are long gone and there's no one now.

I eye the nice, big, comfortable bed that Alpha Eric sleeps in greedily; I fantasize about how comfortable it would be to lay down on it, sink into the soft mattress, and nap. As I tried to concentrate on cleaning, the temptation to lay on the bed grew. It lasted a few minutes before my eyes fluttered closed, and I almost fell asleep while standing. All right, just a quick nap, I decide, letting fatigue wash over me. Usually, I would dread the thought of sleeping, but right now, my body is demanding it. I plop down on the bed, my small frame not taking up to 1/5 of the bed.

I feel hunger, but exhaustion overpowers the hunger and I'm out like a baby. I don't know how long I slept, but I was soon roughly awakened. My eyes open as am thrown off the bed by my hair. You stupid bitch, do you think I let you stay in my house to sleep on my bed? Roared Alpha Eric as he glared down at me. I try to stammer out an apology. "I-I'm sorry, alpha I say while trying to keep my tears away. You be sorry to be the time am done with you, he snarls pulling the belt. The sight fills me with dread. I try to run, but he pulls me by my hair, throwing me on the floor.

He gives me a cold glare as he raises the belt, and I scream as it touches my body, running on adrenaline. I try to fight back, my first mistake; this action fills him with rage as he holds me by my neck. Am going to kill you, he roars; as I look into his eyes, it is filled with murderous intent, and I know he means it. I try to crawl away from him; I fight back, looking for anything to fight back with. In one last attempt to get away, I touch a vase of some sort. With all my might, I bring it down on his head smashing it with all my strength. He lets out an ear-shattering howl, the blow isn't enough to deter him. I scramble on my feet, fleeing the room, I run into the wood, feeling the cool air on my skin. I shift into my wolf, and my paws meet the dirt. My head is throbbing like crazy, but I need to get away because if I am caught, Alpha Eric will finish what he started.

I hid behind a thick brush as I watched a male wolf stalk through the woods. I pray that the brush is enough coverage for my fur as I look at the wolf prancing around the forest. I tremble in fear as I realize that he is twice my size and an alpha, for that matter, cause of his tall frame. His fur is as dark as midnight, and I struggle to keep my gaze on him as he blends into the shadows of the trees. I've been running the entire night and am barely trying to stay conscious.

I've been running the entire night and am barely trying to stay conscious; my paws feel sore, and I am sure they are filled with splinters as I haven't transformed into my wolf for a long time. I try to move from my hiding spot, but I make a big mistake as I step on fallen leaves and make them rustle. I see the wolf stop, his ears straightening in alert. Fuck, I mumble, he heard it. I watch as he sniffs the air. I try to make one last effort to stay hidden as I lower myself into the ground.

I can't run as am so tired and he is very close to where I have hidden and would catch me in seconds. All I can do is wait while praying to the moon goddess that he won't find me. Suddenly, I feel that someone is watching me, I look up and catch his amber eyes glaring straight into me. He found me. He looks at me over the brushes but doesn't attack. He transforms suddenly and I watch as he changes into his humanoid figure before me.

I questioned all I knew about alphas. I always thought that Alpha Eric was tall as he stood at 6,8 feet, but this alpha puts him to shame as he is way taller than Alpha Eric. I am thankful that the brush covers half of his body because he stood over me in his birthday suit, and I am not ready to see his complete package at our first meeting. I tried to evade his gaze as it felt as if he was piercing into my soul. I see his broad shoulders and chiseled jaw. I try to make out his face, but I can't see much. I know his human form is just as good-looking as his wolf form.

You shouldn't be here, he says. Do you know where you are? He asks again, I shake my head to respond as I am still in my wolf form because I am too embarrassed to transform in front of him. You are at sliver moon pack territory, little Wolfie. I shiver as he mentions the name of the pack. This wolf is from the Silver Moon Pack; he would probably kill me if he found out I am from the Blood Moon Pack. The bad blood between the two packs runs deep. At Blood Moon Pack, Patrol guards are trained to kill Sliver Moon Pack members at sight, and I am pretty sure Sliver Moon is no different.

Which pack do you come from; he asks; "midnight pack?" I shake my head.

Silent moon? I shake my head again.

Blood moon?" he spits, his voice filled with venom and resentment; I almost nod my head but catch myself. So, where are you from? What are you then? A rogue? He says, eyeing me skeptically. I nod my head as answering as a rogue doesn't seem bad at this moment. The previous movement of shaking my head made me feel woozy, and I suddenly felt a throbbing pain at the back of my head.

I whine in pain, sinking into the ground, and my sight suddenly goes blurry. I still try to gaze on him trying to find out what he would do next. Would he kill me? Or would he spare me? I don't think am much of a threat considering am a skinning omega and not much of a fight, but most packs hated rogues and would kill them at sight, and am sure that this pack is no different from the rumors I heard at my pack about their bloodlust.

While these thoughts go around in my head, I suddenly feel strong arms around me, picking me up from the ground. I try to stay conscious as am being carried against a firm chest to find out where we are going but I fail cause am too tired.

I wake up, realizing that am in a medical facility of some sort, I've never been to one before but from what I see about hospitals on television, it looks like a medical facility. I lay on a white bed trying to re-collect my memories and know where I am. The throbbing pain in my head has lessened. I try to stand up but my head feels floaty for some reason, I notice that an IV has been run through my right hand.

A nurse walks in and notices that I am awake. How are you feeling now? She asks walking toward me. "Am f- fine" I manage to croak out as my throat feels dry. "w-where am I?" "Who brought me here"? "How did I get here" I ramble on feeling nervous. "Calm down, I will answer all your questions". You are in the hospital of Silver Moon pack. The alpha's son brought you in.

The nurse suddenly looks nervous, "The head alpha is on his way, I have to tell him about the pack mark on your shoulder" My heart drops, how could I have forgotten about the crescent moon on the top right side of my shoulder, a symbol which identifies me as a pack member of blood moon pack. My cover has been blown. Before I forget, the nurse says, the head alpha's name is Ralph, his son's name is Dameon and my name is Lucy. If you need anything just press the button beside you, she says walking out and offering me a smile. "Good luck" she whispers.

The door swings open, and a tall alpha walks in, having a commanding aura all over me, he was probably over forty with sliver streaks on his hair, but he still looked young. And behind him was Dameon, who looked so pissed off. I shiver in fear as they enter the room, walking towards my bed. Dameon sports me a hateful stare that sends shivers down my spine. His jaws tick in irritation as he looks at me; I scramble up from the bed, pulling the IV out of my hand. He looks at me like I'm the dirt under his feet; he knows that I lied to him, judging by the way he looks at me.

The older man looks at me, 'hello, little omega; I can't say it is a pleasure to have you here as this complicates things for me," he says. I assume he is the head alpha the nurse was talking about. Head alpha Ralph. The nurse walks in but stands in a corner before the alpha asks her a question. "What is her stats"? He asks

She came in severely dehydrated and malnourished, which is why she was plugged into an IV. also, she suffered a concussion before she completed her statement; Dameon cut her off. "Why are we wasting precious medical supplies on a blood moon bitch, who could be a spy for all we know," he says with so much venom in his tone. I try not to cry, looking at the floor, trying to avoid his daze.

The nurse seems surprised and scared at his tone. She tries to continue, "She is just a girl, and it seems like she has been wandering in the forest for several days. Well, it being just a day, I muttered under my breath.' She is also underweight and has several injuries,' she continues. I noticed she had written a lot of things on her clipboard like she wanted to research me.

She looks like she wants to say more, but Alpha Ralph cuts her short, holding up his hands to indicate silence. "I apologize on my son's behalf, Lucy. You have done a great job; you are dismissed", he says, and she rushes out of the room. I wanted to call for her, not to leave me with these two scary alphas. The alpha sits down on the bed and turns to me. "ok, now, no more lies; what is your name? And what is your purpose here?" he says, looking at me.

My name is willow brown; he repeats my name like he is testing the feeling. Ok, did Blood Moon pack send you here, he asks again. I shake my head, NO. I say, but this seems to piss off Dameon. That bullshit, you fucking liar," he snared. You told me you were a rogue, only to find out that you are a blood moon bitch. You're a spy from the Blood Moon pack. That's not true, I say, as I am trying to defend myself desperately. "Then what is it? "asks alpha Ralph, clearly different from his hot-tempered son. I stammer, trying to answer his questions and not trying to reveal my story. i...I ran away from the pack. I just wanted to leave that awful place. I really did not mean to come here; I was going somewhere else, but I fell, hitting my head; I got confused about where I was going and got to this place; I didn't plan on coming here. It was an accident, and I rambled. They were not buying my lies; I wouldn't either cause I am terrible at lying.

Do you know we can't let you go so easily?" " This is a breach of our pack's security, and we can't risk you going back to your pack as we are yet to confirm if you aren't a spy. The thought of going back made my stomach churn; I didn't want to go back to that place. But I am not going back to that place, I say, trying to make them see that their suspicion was not valid. Alpha Ralph looks at me contemplatively, 'So will you stay here? It is better for you to stay here cause I am sure you don't have a place to stay, and also, we can rest assured and keep an eye on you.

Do you mean I will stay here as a hostage, alpha Ralph sighed, ' what kind of man would I be if I locked up an omega, 'so then,' I asked. You will stay here like my pack members, and I am going to put you in school. This was the last thing I expected from an enemy pack. I look at Dameon as he doesn't look too happy at the arrangement.' Fuck this', he says, slamming the door as he leaves the room. I flinch at the force of the door, using my hands to cover my ears.

'He would come around," Alpha Ralph says to me as he looks at the door his son just slammed. He just hates the blood moon pack, and it is for a valid reason. I just wish he could control that temper, he sighs.