The Horse Shifter's Journey

Dad?

After I saw him I knew something was up, he had this look in his eyes. He grabbed my arm after Ty tackled and pinned Ryker. I flinched, it hurt really bad. I heard someone shouting, I think it was Ryker. I yelled for him to stop, but all that did was make him tighten up on my arm. I felt anger boiling inside of me.
"Stop!!!" I heard Ryker yell, this made his grip tighter. My eyes met Ryker's, but only for a second, he swiftly pushed his brother off of him and tackled my dad. He bit him, and suddenly he collapsed, my father laughed and his glare shifted to me. I wish I didn't have to call him'Dad' but... His glare told me that I was coming with him no matter what.
"No," I stated firmly.
"You will do as I say!" He said, he was surrounded with more, more power? Confidence? I don't know, he just seemed so different. I backed up until I hit a tree. Ryker was laying on the ground, unconscious. I was worried to death about him, what if they kill him?
"Come with us, or he gets it!" Ty howled.
"How could you hurt your own brother?" I asked nervously. He looked so intimidating, he looked like he was so close to getting something and would do anything to get it. Then it hit me. He. Wants. To. Be. Alpha. I can't believe that that jerk would torture his own brother just for power. Why are werewolves so complicated? I wish my father would be the way he was before mom died... He hasn't even shifted since she died. The thought of my mom brought tears to my eyes. She died right after giving birth to me. My one and only brother left because my dad was to harsh, my older sister left because she found her mate and my dad wouldn't accept him. They left me with him, I was the youngest and couldn't leave yet. I was mad at them, but I couldn't do anything about it. I was five when my brother left and seven when my sister left. Being with a man my whole life, scratch that a devil all my life made me very mature. At the age of 10 I was acting as if I was 15. I took care of myself, and sometimes for the younger ones in my herd. I was very mature, but I had not dealt with my emotions very well, every time my dad saw me crying he would scream and yell until he saw me smiling or angry. I would never be smiling always angry, that's why I left, I wanted freedom! He was not a good dad after my mom died. She always made him listen, that's what my brother, Cory said. Wait!!!!! Cory? Could he actually be my brother? I will ask him later, but right now I have to deal with 'my' devil.
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