The French Alpha
I woke up with a pounding headache and a dirty dress. I was in a clearing, the wind blowing softly. The moon was illuminating from above and everything was very still, except me.
My hands full of blood and my body full of bruises. In my right hand, is a gold band, shining midst the darkness.
I felt empty inside, I felt something missing. I can't remember anything.
The burning sensation on my throat is unbearable and thirst consumed me.
I wanted to shout, to seek help. But I can't , it was as if someone is controlling my body.
My body started to shake violently, my bones crackling. Something inside me is growing, I can feel it.
Then, in the blink of an eye, I erupted. For a moment, I can't feel anything and felt drained.
"Very Impressive, little one." A voice in the darkness boomed. "Arise" He commanded.
Slowly, I stood. This was the time, I noticed my hands. I was a monster.
"You made me very proud, daughter." The voice continued, getting near.
Then, a face came in contact with the light. A man in his prime forties, handsome as the devil himself.
"Welcome home." He smiled, revealing a set of pearly whites. "Welcome your future Alphaess! My daughter!" He then shifted and revealed a creature mirrored with mine, only bigger and stronger.
Thousands sets of howls followed.
In my mind, I felt a surge of familiarity. It was as if I knew everything even though I can't remember a thing. I don't question him being my father nor me being a monster. My eyes were focused on something that was the only thing odd for me. On the ground lay the same ring I had in my hand few moments ago, now destroyed and twisted. It was not the ring that got my attention, it was the name scribbled inside it.