Alpha's Girl

Chapter Seventeen

No one speaks during the car ride. I take advantage of the time to focus on trying to remember every detail I can about Dark Night Pack.

"Dark Night's Alpha has been having issues," I remember Owen telling Declan a few weeks ago at lunch.

"I heard," Declan had muttered, while taking an extra large bite of his sandwich. "I mean, it's no surprise," He shrugged with his mouth full of food. Owen had shaken his head at him as I made a face in disgust.

"What do you mean, problems? How come?" I had asked, wanting to be included. The boys rarely had these kind of conversations in front of me.

Owen had looked at me for a moment, pausing before deciding he was going to tell me. "The Alpha, Alpha Harris, do you remember him? You were small when you met him. It was right before Dad passed," I thought for a moment but shook my head no. My brain liked to repress all memories from around that time, even now, four years later.

"Well, the Alpha is an older man. Probably in his sixties or so. His mate was killed in a bad accident, but she left behind their daughter," Owen continued, his mouth pressing into a grim line as he swirled his spoon in his coffee.

"That's horrible," I had said, feeling sorry for the girl. "How old was she?"

"Well, she was just a baby when the Luna died, but now she's twenty," He glanced up at Declan and met his gaze.

"Which is why there are issues," Declan finished for him. I stared at them, waiting for more, but both of my brothers began to continue eating their food.

"What?" I frowned. "I don't get it."

"There's nothing for you to get," Declan had flicked the side of my head. "Keep your nosey head out of it," He said.

I looked at Owen pleadingly, wanting him to explain more. The puppy dog eyes seemed to work, because he put his sandwich down and sighed.

"Alpha Harris is old. He will have to step down soon. Without a male heir, the position is technically open to another male in the pack. However, his daughter, Willow, wants to be the one to step up. It's causing tension in the pack," He explained to me.

I frowned. "Well, she has Alpha blood, doesn't she? And she's his daughter, so she should get the position. If she were a male she would," I had said.

Declan and Owen exchanged looks again. "Cece, female Alphas never work," Declan rolled his eyes. Owen had said nothing, which surprised me. Owen always had reinforced to me that female wolves could be as strong as male wolves, and he had implemented a lot of female representation in our leadership roles within the pack.

"What!" I had scoffed. "That's sexist!"

"It's not," Declan had argued. "It's just a fact of history. There's only been a few female wolves who have ran packs in the past, and they've all ended with a similar fate. Kidnapped, killed, packs taken over by stronger males. They're the first ones to be attacked and always viewed as weaker. I'm not saying they are weaker because they're female, I'm saying the target that it creates on them makes them automatically prone to more attacks, which weakens the pack as a whole."

"I bet Willow could do it," I had said. I didn't know the girl, or anything about her, but something in me told me that she could. And I really wanted her to succeed.

"Well, the Alpha doesn't want her to, either way. He probably doesn't want to lose his daughter, or his pack for that matter, so it's creating divide," Owen said.

"Divide and tension within a pack," Declan had shook his head. "A recipe for disaster, I'll tell ya."

Michael breaks me out of my thoughts. "I managed to contact your brother," He tells me, meeting my eyes through the rearview mirror. The car has come to a stop in the driveway, but none of us make any move to get out.