Viraai: Awakenings

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🎵 Dead Inside - Muse. 🎵

M A C K E N Z I E

Imagine having to take care of all the responsibilities that your Dad drops on you after passing away because of his bond with your Mom.

Yeah, I lost em both.

Having to control a Pack with over 500 members, expected to make decisions an 18-year-old isn't supposed to make...

I don't know how many times I've been challenged. I lost count after 47. I've beaten all my opponents with ease. I am a master in 8 different types of martial arts, partake in 6 different types of sports and was trained in all forms of combat by the best, my Dad. I hope to find my Mate one day and protect my Pack against the Rogues, Hunters, Vampires and anyone who might be a threat to our survival.

I'm more than ready.

Oh, and did I happen to mention I'm a girl? Well if not... Hey, the name's Mackenzie Xavier.

Alpha Mackenzie Xavier.

I still remember the doleful day my parents died, just before I was about to turn 18. It's still a vivid and painful memory that I'm forced to remember every time I think of them. I remember my Dad lying on his hospital bed clenching my hand and my mother's in his...

N I N E M O N T H S A G O
"Dad, ple-please don't leave me..." I sob onto my Dad's hand. Damn Rogues. I curse them to the depths of hell for torturing my Father like this. Wolfsbane and silver are toxic and very harmful to Werewolves, but it wasn't just that, they injected him with something else, something the doctors had never seen before. But all they knew is that is was killing him slowly and from the inside out. The Rogues took him from right under our noses and captured him, tortured him... He barely got away and that's what brought him to his death bed...
"Listen here, Mackenzie..." He squeezes my hand with his large one. "I need you to mentally and emotionally prepare yourself for what I'm about to tell you." His hoarse voice croaks out, taking in a large gulp.

"I'm passing on my title of Alpha down to you." He finally says and my heart jumps at the sound of his words, sending a cold shiver down my spine.

"But Dad, I-I can't," I reply, surprised at what he had just told me, tears still making their way down my face. "Wh- what about Beta Danvers?"

"No... I want you to take over from me... you're my only heir..." He insists.

I'm going to be an Alpha.

I mean, being an Alpha would be really cool. You'd earn tons of respect from everyone and you'd be able to tell people what to do and they'd have no choice but to do it. I have to admit, that sounds awesome. But at the same time, it's a huge responsibility.

My Pack, The Blue Light Crescent Pack is the 3rd largest Pack in the US and the whole of North America. The Werewolf population of North America Is split into 2 main parts, the North and the South, which is again divided into different territories, each being owned by a single Pack.