Fighting for Dominance

Alone: 03

It's my birthday, yay!

To think it's actually my birthday. The very same day I've been kicked out from my pack. Worst day ever.

It's been hours since I left the pack sprinting by paws, my wolf crying as she recklessly run to her broken heart's content. I could no longer feel a bond with my pack. So this is how it feels to be alone... to be a Rogue.

The bitterness crept within me. I cannot believe that they actually thought I was the one who participated in the massacre. To think of actually killing my own kind...

When Alpha Jerrick cut ties with me since he's about to declare that I'm officially pack-less for the murder that I've done, not in my pack said a word.

No solid evidence was found, I heard. They jumped to conclusions... and here I thought, all this time as I grew up, that my pack will have my back if things gets screwed up yet... no one... not even my Mom or Dad said a word about it. My Dad remained stoic as Mom cried harder than I have ever seen.

I guess it was hard for the both of them, they were my parents after all, but my friends from the pack... they seem... like they knew something like this would happen. Pining murder on me...

Is this why you've trained me all this time, Dad? Because you knew it was bound to happen? Me being banished from the pack? And to think you've let that happen...

My heart broke as my paws gets further away with the place I grew up to, the place I once considered home, the place I grew found of...

Don't trust anyone. My father's words rang in my ears. Tell me dad, does it include you too? Because you should've had my back when no one else was going to defend and believe me...

I phased into my human form as sobs released my mouth. Breaking down in the middle of the woods. Not caring about a single thing as I feel how broken my wolf was... how my pack turned its back on me. How everyone I loved and trusted stab my heart without even battling an eyelash.

I don't know if I should be thankful for being alive. They said that I should be thankful because they let me live. I don't think it's any better. I'm a rogue now. I'd rather die... but something tells me not to.

I clutched my chest as memories flood my head. From the laughter, tears, pain, and love my pack and I used to share. To think they'd do this to me...

My wolf howls in pain, hatred, and agony as she blocks me. Now I feel more alone. I wanted to die, to just end the pain... I never knew I could experience hurt this much. I never thought I'd be betrayed by my own pack.

They were obviously being biased. They didn't have enough evidence, witness that I actually did it. Yet they pinned it on me. I do not know why. Nor I would ever find out. Now, I am alone. I cannot trust anyone anymore. No one would accept me. No one.

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I woke up feeling hungry. I used my senses as I hunt down for a rabbit. I didn't really wanted to eat but I knew I needed the energy.

With my eyes sore, broken heart and determined character, I sprint off one more time. Finally accepting the new me. My new life. Alone. Promising that I would live my life to the fullest now, I have decided to live in the human world. For now.

I would survive. I will. I have to. I knew my Mom and Dad loved me more than anything and they couldn't do anything to help me even if they wanted to. At least they're with my old pack, they'd be taken care of. That's what matter.

Now as the day comes, I thanked my Dad for teaching me everything I know. He's right. Always.

With the last pair of clothes I had with me, I walked. Walked and walked, not looking back. Embracing the new me as I am determined to live.