The Alpha's Victim

Prologue

Preface

After the divorce of her parents, Alana moves into a new, dark town with her father. Everything there is mysterious and Alana loves it.

However, when she sees the true extent of this mystery, she's afraid. It starts with a voice in the dark and ends with her stumbling upon a pack of wolves that seem almost... Human.

Her entire life morphs into a lie in the passage of a few weeks and she soon starts to realise that there is still more to it, because she just can't deny that her next door neighbour has the same auburn eyes as the largest wolf in that pack and both of those beings elicited the same reaction from her - that of uncontrollable attraction.
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Prologue

"Bye, mom," I said unenthusiastically. I hugged the fragile body of my mother and she hugged me back.

"Visit me soon," she said, pulling away from the embrace and smiling slightly.

"Sure," I replied, turning around and getting into the passenger's seat of my dad's old Volvo.

I waved goodbye to her as we drove off eastwards. And that was it. No tears were shed, no promises were made. Just the way I'd like to say goodbye to my mother.

I was content in the silent company of my father. He might've been a little too quiet for his own good, but he was still more of a parent than my mother, who only ever cared about what society thought. Over time, her own judgement had vanished and was replaced by society's judgement. If society thought bisexuality was wrong, it was wrong, no matter what. I was cast out of her life when she found out I was bisexual.

At first, she said, "Sexuality is a choice." And I felt like throwing a book on her head for homing such stupidity. She never fully accepted who I was, even though I was seventeen now and I had told her three years ago.

My father, however, didn't really care. When I told him that I was bisexual, he just shrugged, smiled and said, "Perfect. So if there's an epidemic and every man in the world dies, you'll still have a love life."

He knew I was serious but he cracked the joke in order to let me know that it was absolutely fine and that he couldn't care less.

This was what I loved about my dad. He was the best father I could ask for. And I didn't really blame him for the divorce. As a matter of fact, I was thankful towards him. He not only saved himself from her, but he also saved me.

So, three weeks after the divorce I found out that I was going to leave town. Big deal! I didn't have anyone that special here anyway. I did have a few friends at school, but nobody was too special. I didn't like the city much. Getting away from here could only be for the better.

I slowly dozed off to sleep as the long drive on the highway began.

I only awoke in the evening, when my dad pulled up outside a restaurant saying that we'd have to grab our dinner here before driving to the hotel, which we would reach only at 11.

We got out of the car as I wiped my face with some tissue paper. I closed the door behind me and walked up to the restaurant, waiting at the entrance for my dad who was locking up the car.

He finished what he was doing and came to me, smiling. He pushed open the door and let me in.

The restaurant was relatively empty as it was pretty early. There were just three couples in there.

We headed to the table closest to the entrance and took our places there.

Soon, the waiter came to us and handed us the menu. Even before looking at it I knew what I wanted. "Lamb chops for me," I said, smiling at my dad.