Chapter 8

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ALASKA

One simple mistake from me is all it takes for Aspen to know who I am.

I tug at my hair some more as I pace back and forth in front of Beta Allen, my father is going to kill me for this. While he is out trying to reconnect to other packs, I am following behind the mysterious girl that I have been spending my entire life ogling at. I have heard her name once or twice from her foolish brother. I call her mysterious because she is hard to read. Even with my mind-reading superpower, all I see is a full barrier.

"You seriously have to pretend a whole accent to cover your stupidity?" My brother, also known as Beta Allen, retorts. He is usually much nicer to me, but when he knows about everything just by looking at me, he becomes intolerant.

Technically, I am the impulsive brother. He's the righteous one. With one year apart in our age difference. We are opposites, he has rich brown straight hair while I have blonde curls, he has dimples and I have none. The only similarity is our height.

Yeah, that was pretty stupid. Castle agrees with my brother and I frown at their antagonism.

"Well, I never dealt with a human before, I blanked out," I defend incredulously, and my brother rolls his eyes at me, "besides, now that she knows, I think she can help us with the reconnection." I voice out, and Allen just crosses his arms.

In our case, our Alcayas pack has been destructed, but our superpowers are known to every werewolf that ever existed. It's just me, Allen, and our dad. We are the triple threat and they know never to mess with us. We need more people since our remaining pack members seem to have their own migration plan after they broke our trust in them, every other packs wants us for their advantage after ours has been destroyed by Daniel's pack, Mooncrest pack. After I threatened Daniel to back off of Aspen, the girl I am interested in, his vengeance is doubled towards me.

His dream is to practically bury me. But he knows better than to recklessly ruin his own pack if he ever crosses me. At least, the two black eyes I gave him from one punch did the job for him.

That and his mother scolding him. I always make my messages clear and direct.

"That girl is danger to us, dad told us not to interact with any humans, our fight is with the wolves," Allen dictates as he lifts himself off of the bench and comes towards me calmly, he places a hand on my shoulder and says, "Alaska, I know that you won't get your normal life back, but endangering the girl you like is not a good decision." He finalizes, his purplish eyes gleams at me seriously, giving my shoulder a squeeze before he trails off to finish dad's work.

I hate how he is forever right. It's like the world can go wrong and he will remain right.

That girl must be looking for us now. Castle, my Arctic wolf reminds me.

It has been the hardest thing for me to stay away, back when I was a pup, I was running through the forest, until the taunting sun made a path out to the open, dad used to tell us not to get into the human world. Our forest has always been our home. The trees, the sands, the flowers, and everything earthly is ours. I remember defying my dad's rules and watching a little girl with blonde pigtails playing around in the garden. We are the same age, she unknowingly grew up with me. I watch her grow everyday. I never stop taking care of her ever since my mom died.

After the destruction made by the royalish Alpha Zane, our shelter got tarnished, our hate grows bigger each minute at the Lumina Pack.

That is one of the reasons why Alpha Gideon, my father, is making alliances left and right. He has been overwhelmingly busy with packs, that he doesn't know I used compulsion to get me enrolled without any money.

Cue another advantage of being a superpower wolf. More on the saving side.

I take off my shirt and opt out for running to clear my head, and to stop myself from thinking about Aspen. That girl is glued to my mind, her hazels shining bright whenever she looks at me is going to be imprinted in my brain. We hung out on the hill a couple of times during breaks, pretending to eat with her is the toughest part. I don't have any clue why I am attracted to her, it might be from the way she tilts her head back whenever she is connected to books, or when she flashes her gentle smiles at me even when she doesn't know me.

Now, she knows.

How will she react? Does she hate me because what I did to her brother? He wanted to hit me with a freaking bat–

Can you shut up and let me enjoy my run? My gray and white wolf reprimands me through mindlink, and I let him wander freely across the grass fields within.

We finish sprinting for an hour, and my sweat goes down my pale chest, Castle and I feel good, but when we witness my dad nearly barging into us, we back away slightly due to his intimidating glower.

"Follow me now." He seethes, fury twirling around his head. I lower my head and run behind him.

Moreover, dad is seeking revenge for our mom. She has been dead right after I turned five. I can tell the guilt is my dad's bestest friend. It never leaves him when he is overworking, or when he takes our photo frames, the ones with him and mom. Our story time used to be only about how they met by our great grandparents hosting a ceremony in the woods of Oregon.

Hot breaths emits through my lips in puffs as I straighten up to face my dad. With arms of steel and his wide shoulders, he takes me by the neck to lower me down on the ground. Castle groans and that is a sign that dad is using his mental torment on us. I can feel it from the way my bones ache in my human form.

"What did I tell you?" Simple words comes out of his mouth, yet I slump to the ground, his large hand covering my neck. I lay on my stomach in defeat as I try to tell my dad to stop. But someone else does it for me.

"Stop it right now."

Aspen is here and from what I can see, the small log shivers in her hand.

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