The loveless Alpha

Prologue

This is purely fictional and I know I'm not the best writer in the world, so don't get your panties in a twist if it's not what you expect.
Now if you get but hurt pull those panties out of your but crack and suck it up.
So.... let's get to the story.

All I hear are the screams of my  pack members ringing in my ears. I don't know what's going on but I need to find mommy!
"MOMMY?!" I yell as I run around but get no response. Now I'm really scared. I run up stairs to look when a big scary man barges through the door. Then I see mommy faintly trying to wiggle from his hold. But then he throws her to the ground and I see his long, menacing claws come out. He swipes, and blood pours from mommys chest. I want to scream but I can't, I can't move. I just stare at my lifeless mommy.

Then suddenly I am being pulled up the stairs. I look back to see my younger brother robin pulling me with tears in his eyes. He puts his finger to his lip telling me to be silent. Even though my heart aches for mommy I know to follow him. He leads me to his room and I don't understand. That scary man could come up here and find us easily. But then, out of nowhere he taps the wall slightly and a small part of the wall opens!

He goes inside and I follow. It is a small space but big enough for us both.  Once we are inside he closes the wall and we sit there. We can still hear the screams and clangs of metal outside. I want to rush out and check on my friends and daddy but I know better. Oh my gosh daddy! Is he ok? I wonder.  My thoughts are soon interrupted by the sound of footsteps only inches away. My breath hitches and my brother signals with his eyes to stay silent.

The man soon leaves and I can't help the tears that begin to flow, but I know not to make a sound. I want mommy, I want daddy, I want my best friend raven. Oh god I hope she's ok. Nothing is right! What's going to happen to us now? With my thoughts racing I drifted into a uncomfortable sleep.

I awoke to my brother slightly shaking me. I was confused as to where I was until the memory of mommy's death and the big scary man came back into my mind. Robin pushed the part of the wall open and took some steps out. The clanging and screaming had stopped but I was still cautious to come out. I let Robin go out before I reluctantly followed. What I saw was awful. Daddy was clutching mommy's body while crying. He looks so heartbroken. Then he let out a loud roar. Mommy is dead.

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5 years later

"Can't you do anything right?" My father shouts at me while I stand there unshed tears in my eyes. "Why do you have to be my firstborn? You'll never be able to lead this pack!" He spat. "Why did your mother love you so much? She was so ignorant to ever love you!" He then reached over to strike me across the face. He doesn't hit me that much but when he does it hurts a lot.

As I lay there on the floor I see my fathers eyes soften. "Oh my god sweety, I'm so sorry" he spoke, voice breaking. He reached his hand out to help me up but I flinched on instinct. I got myself off the ground and went past him stone faced. I know he didn't mean to be this way and moms death effected him a lot but I couldn't help the growing hate inside of me. Besides, this him wouldn't last very long before he went back to yelling.

Then my brother came home from working with the Davinsons. He immediately went to my father to give him the money. "That's all?!" He roared. My brother tried to sputter his plea but then I heard a smack. "Just as useless as your sister" he mumbled before leaving the house slamming the door shut. I went down stairs to do the dishes or else I'd be in trouble. I let my mind wonder to my 13th birthday that was in 4 days. I knew I wouldn't be doing anything for it, I doubted my father would even remember. Then robin came down, slap mark evident on his face. However his eyes still held love and compassion. I don't know how he still loves our monster of a father but he does. He's always been forgiving, but me, I hate the monster. My brother tells me not to be so cold and tries to keep my spirits up but I can't help it. He made me this way, he made my heart bitter.