More Than An Alpha

Encouragement

I stumbled into the woods, my feet feeling heavy after my argument with Osckar. Eventually, after wandering aimlessly I came across a boulder next to a rather large tree and slumped to the ground. My walk had somewhat calmed me down but it didn't take away from the betrayal and sense of loss that loomed over me like a heavy cloud. I was just glad for the time to myself, to finally just be alone without the pressuring thoughts and gazes from everyone.

I stared into the trees, wishing I could be someone else in a far-off land without any worries or grief.

A part of me understood that Osckar was only doing what he thought was best for his pack at the time. There could be more to his story that he hadn't told me but his attitude was downright sour. He was used to treating his pack members like dirt and had the audacity to put that on me, especially after everything I'd been through. He'd seen it all for goodness sake! I knew of the witches though, they could be cunning and cruel, their deals always sealed with a double-edged sword. At least that's what I've been told by my father.

I had one advantage over the witches though, they didn't know I existed but I wasn't sure how long that would last. Osckar had dealings with them and I was sure they'd make it their business to know who he'd been mated with once word spreads across all the packs in a fifty-mile radius. I didn't have much time to hatch a plan. Maybe even an escape plan, one that would leave me alone and packless but at least everyone else would be safe.

I dropped my head into my hands as I realised that it wouldn't guarantee their safety. The witches were smart and I would somehow find myself right back here, maybe chained up to post ready to be beheaded.

And then there was Osckar, that lying asshole who ordered the murder of my parents. I gritted my teeth at the thought, he didn't even have the guts to tell me when he realised who he'd killed. What they meant to me. My stomach lurched at the thought of his face. How would I ever be able to trust him again? How could I know that he wouldn't do anything to me? I knew we were mates and no matter what choices I made fate would have us tied together. We were meant to cross paths, to stay together forever. This was meant to be it for me, he was all I had.

I leaned my head on the trunk of the tree and closed my eyes slowly, letting myself drift off.

I was walking in the back garden with my dad, his arm wrapped around my shoulders as he pulled me close to whisper harshly in my ear.

"Your blood will call out to the ancestors, and when you really need it, help will come."

"Won't you be there to protect me?" I asked.

"I might not be there all the time," He sighed, "But I will leave you prepared, I've taught you not to always rely on someone saving you. At times when there is no hope you just have to believe in yourself, you must never forget what's inside you. Remember you are more than just a werewolf, you have the traits of three creatures, human, wolf, and witch."

I nodded feeling slightly more confident.

"Just repeat that over and over until you really believe it, you are more than a wolf, and one day I know you are going to be one of the greatest."

"Dad, you're just saying that because I'm your daughter."

He laughed,"No, my father said the same thing to me and he was right, others may not see it but I am more than just my position. Other packs have said I'm the best beta there is."

"Only because you were supposed to be the alpha, it's a sign of respect dad, they know of the dominance you exude."

"It's not just dominance that makes up an alpha, it's the ability to find solutions to impossible situations, to be understanding and compassionate towards your pack mates. Most of all is to protect each and every one of them without fail."