Alpha Vaughan

Chapter 5

I knew my fate as well as I knew I was a freak. Dad was going to fry my ass.

Over the years, he'd reduced the amount of time he tortured me with wolfsbane. Only injecting me with it occasionally, and as a form of punishment.

Which he would give to me if Lizzy told on me. And I was sure she would. So it was only a matter of time before he sent me down to that dank cell.

"Hey," Eunice called softly, speeding down the road, not minding the snow. "Are you okay?"

Using my middle finger, I tucked my hair behind my ear. "Yeah, sure, why not."

She pursed her lips but remained silent.

I turned my face to the window, defeatedly resting my forehead on it. I stared at my reflection, my eyes were a burning teal. Yet another abnormality.

Sometimes werewolves expressed strong emotions through their eyes. When they felt anger, anxiety, or lust, their eyes shone a fervid yellow. Mine shone teal. I stared at my palms, what the hell was I?

Eunice's voice drew me out of my thoughts, pointing out, "The last time that happened you were thirteen."

I turned to face her. "What?" I asked, then realized what she meant. I went back to staring at my hands. "Oh..." The fact I could move things with my mind was yet another missing piece to the puzzle of my identity. "I don't... I guess it was because I was furious."

"Yeah, you were too when Max Dalton broke your arm."

Whenever a trance induced by my abilities overtook me, all sense of reason escaped me, all except one; to hurt. The permanent scar on both Max's arms could attest to that.

I wasn't just confused of what I was, I was scared of what I was.

After a while Eunice said quietly, "We are almost at the pack-house."

My stomach plummeted, but still I said, "Pullover let me get into the boot."

She reluctantly did just that and a few seconds ticked by before I got down. Eunice watched me with pensive eyes as I went over to the back of the car. "Look, Hil, there must be another way to get in... We could find some other way to--"

"And risk getting caught? Everywhere's heavily guarded, Euni. We can't take the risk." I opened the boot and climbed in. Staring her determinedly in the eyes, I said, "Close it."

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I had changed out of my party clothes and now laid staring at the worn ceiling of my room, my heartbeats banging against my ribcage. My ears intensely listened into the quiet for father's men. I tried to distract my thoughts by looking around the small room. My anxiety only intensified at the reminder of how this room came to be mine.

At fourteen, father made something similar to a public denouncement of me when he banished me to the right wing of the pack-house, where the Omegas stayed. H--

My heart seized at the sudden banging at the door. I rushed to my feet and went over to open the door. Sure enough, one of father's men stood in front of me.

"Follow me." His tone was stoic and without emotion, which didn't help the state of my nerves.

In silence we walked through the house's dark hallways, entering into wide and empty corridors once in a while. A flight of stairs soon appeared before us; we climbed up it together. Our footsteps, although silent, echoed, bouncing off the walls ridden with large portraits of the pack's previous Alphas and Lunas.

My eyes caught the serene portrait of my mother and my trepidation grew; we were almost at father's office.

Soon the large elm doors of his office loomed before me.