The Alpha's

Prologue

Marisa's POV:

I tossed in my bed for the twentieth time tonight. Giving up on sleeping I got up sniffling from the nightmare that caused all of this in the first place. I placed my freezing feet on the cold wooden floor then slowly stood up.

"Marisa?"

I turned around. One of my step brother's best friend was standing there, in boxers from what I could see since it was so dark. He stood at the bottom of the staircase that lead to my door.

"Y-Yeah?"

I stuttered my voice shaking with fear. It wasn't because of him though, it was something much more.

"Oh. I just heard your tossing."

I bit my lip feeling bad for waking him up. From his voice I think it was Kyle.

"S-Sorry f-for w-waking you u-up."

I mumbled, fiddling with the bottom of my tank top that was sticking to me from sweat. I made a mental reminder to take a shower tomorrow morning.

"It's fine."

With that he walked away. Looking at my alarm clock it red 3:30am. Now I felt really bad. Sighing I made my way to my bathroom careful not to make noise.

I looked in the mirror and saw a 5'0 small fragile body. A girl with brown hair to her waist and grey eyes with freckles along her face. I was freak as people would put it. A stupid, dumb, nerdy freak who had no friends or family. My family gave me up at age twelve, three years ago. I was in a foster system for a year till a young couple at age twenty who couldn't have kids, adopted me.

When I was fourteen they adopted a seventeen year old boy named Mason, aka my step brother. Then two months ago they adopted a fifteen year old boy named Gabriel, my other step brother. I'm now fifteen considering my birthday was last week. Mason is now eighteen and Gabriel is still fifteen.

I never really talk to Mason, Gabriel or my adoptive parents. I don't talk period really since I stutter, but I talk once in a blue moon. My adoptive parents want me to be a cheerleader, top of the class, have a boyfriend, and go out with friends. That's not me. I'm sorry they don't have the daughter they wanted or dreamed of.

Shaking my head I pushed away the tears and went back to my room after doing my business. I grabbed my pillow, blanket, and pills with my glass of water before going back to my bathroom. I placed my water along with my pills on the floor before making my bed in the tub then climbed in.

I always do this every night. Climb in the tub, take my pills, and count the tiles on the ceiling till I fall asleep. I don't know how long I've been doing this, but it's been as long as I've had these dreams. I closed my eyes remembering the dream that had woken me tonight.

'Wolfie! Come play with me!'

The big black wolf that stood at 10ft tall shook his head, sneezing through his snout. I laughed and threw more snow at him. He looked at me smirking, witch looked weird on a wolf, before charging at me. I shrieked and ran the opposite way, struggling a lot since my boots snuck in to the snow.

I had a feeling he was letting me run without getting caught. I didn't care one bit as long as I was with him, I felt like I was on cloud nine. It was a feeling I never felt before in all my existence.

I laughed when Wolfie picked me up by my jacket like he would with a pup. Wolfie spun me around as I giggled before throwing me up in the air. I squealed and landed on his back gripping his silky fur.

'Wolfie?'

He looked up at me with his blue eyes, then focused on where he was going.

'How come when I'm with you it feels so real? How come when it ends I wake up screaming after it turns into a nightmare?'

Wolfie stopped suddenly making me frown, I knew what was to come.

'Bye Wolfie.....I-I l-love you Wolfie.'

I whispered just as the wolves pounced on us ripping me in pieces.

I began to cry softly snuggling into my pillow, pulling the blanket tighter around me I let darkness take me.