The Werecat Alpha

Chapter 2 The truth

Chapter 2

Edited

3 days later

My feet stabbed the ground as I made my way through the forest, my unusually big body zig zagging through the trees, to throw off scent, just in case anyone came looking for me.

A bitter laugh rippled through my chest and left my lips as the obscure thought of someone caring for left as quick as it came.

"No one will ever love you."

The scarring words uttered my father, Alpha Kory, cut me like a butter knife cutting through butter. Tears rolled down my face as I thought back to two days ago.

The sentence swam in my mind, refusing to leave.

I grimaced as I thought back to the day the Alpha spat in my face after the phrase left his lips.

I wiped my eyes furiously as I shrugged my duffel bag higher up my back.

I thought back to yesterday, when I got my plan in action, when I wrote the note to my brother, when I packed my bags.

She's gone.

I heard my brother say through the mind link.

What do you mean 'she's gone?'

Alpha Kory asked, his voice loud.

It's your fault.

I winced at my brothers words towards my ex Alpha.

Aren't you the one who treated her like a slave?

I snorted at how hypocritical my Alpha sounded.

Aren't you the one that made her smash a cup and pick it up with her hands?

Aren't you her brother?

Aren't you her father?

I'm not the father of a killer.

I'm not your son. She's your daughter. You adopted me. Not her. If there is any resentment, it's meant to be towards me.

I stopped. Too shocked to move.

I shut my eyes. Breathing deeply.

We need to go.

Cecelia, my werecat, reminded me.

I counted to ten and forced my feet to move.

Shutting off the mind link, I concentration on my running.

Left.

Right.

Left.

Left.

Right.

I made sharp turns, my body going so quickly it looked like a blur even in the eyes of werewolves.

I came to a halt at the border of a pack. From the power I felt, it was most probably the Shadow Fang Pack, the strongest pack in the world.

My hands raised in a surrender like gesture when two warriors came out from the pack house.

"I'm not here for trouble." I said bored.

"Show your wrist." The warrior commanded.

I extended my arm to show my wrist, that, instead of having a sun set tattoo, I had a 'R' that signified rogue.

I shut my eyes as a fist came flying at my face.

Blackness clouded my vision as my body collided with the ground.

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A/N

Sorry for taking so long *smiles sheepishly*.

I had to go.. Away.....

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