"Remember Rachel, show no mercy." My father tells me. "Do you even know me?" I scoff and snap the innocent crying child's neck.
"That's my girl." He says and pats my back. I smile and push him away. "Let's go." I say and shift into my white wolf.
My father shifts into his brown wolf and we run. My fathers name is Joe Scott and he's 34 years old. my name is Rachel Scott and I'm 16 years old.
My mother was killed by an alpha. Alpha of the Killer Moon pack. After he killed her we were forced to become rouges. Our alpha thought it'd be safer if my father and I leave. Since the man who killed my mother wanted my father dead. I was only 6 at the time. My father raised me as a killing machine. He taught me to show no mercy and to trust no one.
If it weren't for me he would be dead. Without your mate your pretty much dead. But he has me. I taught him that there's more to life than a mate.
I don't want a mate. Mates hold you back. Mates make you theirs. And I don't belong to anyone. Nobody can control me except my dad because he's my teacher. He taught me everything I know.
Look. My dad mind links me. What is it? I reply. I crouch beside him and sniff the air. Deer. The smell belongs to a heard of deer.
On my count. My dad says. One. He starts. I prepare to attack. Two. He counts. Only one thing fills my mind, and that's hunger. Three.
I start to attack every deer that my eyes land on. I bite one of them in the neck and then I move on to another, and another, and another.
After all the deer are dead we begin to feast. I ate two deers before I lay down. A few moments later my dad lays beside me.
Shift? My dad asks. Sure. I reply and shift into my human form. My dad takes a shirt out of his duffle back and hands it to me. I take the big shirt and put it on.
It goes just below my knees. My dad puts on a pair of shorts and a tee shirt. I stand up and we start to walk.
We walk in silence just enjoying each other's presence.
"Rachel." My dad whispers stopping dead in his tracks. "What is it dad?" I whisper looking around.
Suddenly my dad shifts into his brown wolf, telling me to shift also. Dad what's wrong? I ask him. No answer. Dad! I try to mind link him but he put up his walls.
I roll my eyes-if that's even possible-and follow his gaze. Then it dawns upon me. We've entered the Blood Moon Pack.
Dad we should go. Now! I shout at him. Then it's too late. My dad is attacked by a gray wolf and I let out a growl.
I hear my dad's wolf cry out in pain. Instincts take over and I attack the gray wolf. I bite into his hind leg and he lets out a whimper.
He throws me off of him and I hit a tree. I fall to the ground and see the gray wolf go back to my dad.
I run to the gray wolf and jump on him, taking him to the ground. I sink my teeth into his neck until he goes limp. I go to my dad and touch his head with my nose. Dad? I mind link him. Dad are you alright? I ask. His scent is gone and I know that he's dead.
My wolf let's out a howl letting fellow wolves know that one of us died.
I shift back into human form and get a shirt out of the bag. I cover myself and shake my dad. "Dad please wake up." I say.
I notice blood on his neck and I start freaking out. "Dad! Dad wake up! No you can't leave me like this! Come on dad it was just one wolf! You can't go like this!" I cry. I lay my head on his brown fur an cry.
He shifts back into his human form meaning that he's really gone. "No! Daddy! Daddy wake up! Please I love you and I need you!" I cry. I hear a loud wolf growl from behind me and I turn around to see an alpha.
My father was always my weakness. Without him I'm nothing. Without him I'm weak.
I stand up and put my hands in the air. "I'm sorry. Please don't hurt me. We were just passing through and we didn't notice we walked into your territory." I cry. I look down at my dad an cry even more.
"Please let me go. I'll never come back. You'll never see me again." I cry. He notices the gray wolf's dead body and growls at me.
"I'm sorry about that. He killed my dad what was I supposed to do! You would've done the same if he had killed a loved one." I say. The black wolf goes behind a tree and I'm guessing he's shifting.
He comes back out wearing a pair of shorts. His six pack showing. "I understand. But you killed my beta." He says. "I'm sorry." I whisper. "Go. Never return." He says. I nod my head and grab the backpack.
I kneel beside my dad and kiss his forehead. "Can you please help me carry him out of the territory?" I ask him.
He thinks about it before coming towards me and picking him up. I take a shirt out of the backpack and put it over my dads baby maker, seeing that it makes the alpha uncomfortable.
When we get to the borders the alpha sets his body down and looks at me. "I'm sorry about your loss." He says before shifting and running back into his territory.
I look at my dad and a tear falls from my eye. I get out a match and alcohol my dad carries around. I pour the alcohol on my dad and strike the match.
I watch my father burn. You must think I'm weird. Watching my dad burn and all, but it's tradition. You burn the body and walk away.
After the fire goes out I make my way around the Blood Moon territory and sleep in a tree.
I'm alone now.
At times like this I really wish I had a mate.
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The Mate That Couldn't Love
WerewolfRachel Scott was trained to hate love and kill for 10 years. Her mother was killed by the alpha of the Killer Moon pack. After that her and her father were forced to become rouge. While on a walk her father gets killed by the beta of the blood moo...