Cursed

Becoming an Alpha part 1

Tonight, I'm going to face everyone. My pack. Only a few of us survived, mostly the teens and some parents that managed to save themselves. Those were the only ones that made us a pack, few people still believing in me, have faith in me. They're all looking forward on meeting me and to test my leadership to this pack. We used to be strong, and we will be again. Being a female Alpha is a huge pressure on my part. There are only seven packs in the world that are ruled by females and five of them were wiped down. Now, that my pack is going to be one, and I'm not letting the lives of my parents be wasted to nothing. I will make the Darkmoon pack pay for what they have done. They have taken the lives of innocent people, made my pack suffer, killed my parents and harmed my little brother. They're all going to pay.

And my pack is going to rise again. We will be strong again. And we will be feared.

Darkmoon will never know what was coming to them. They can celebrate for now, but they will suffer in the end. I will make them suffer until the beg me for death.

Tonight I will be their official Alpha. Its been three weeks since the attack and we are slowly recovering from everything that has happened. Our loss made a huge impact on everybody, our mourning will take time, we will heal our wounds and we will train. We will be stronger than before.

Then we'll take our revenge.

I take my time preparing for the ceremony and I know that my pack members are doing the same, while waiting for the elders. The ritual will be performed later in the midnight where the moon will shine brightly above us, the way we all believed that the moon goddess will guide us and accept me to be an official Alpha of this pack, and since that my father is no longer with us, the elders will perform the ancient ritual for me. To be honest, I'm not nervous, nor excited I don't feel anything right now. Just this emptiness swirling inside me.

Looking at the reflection of myself on the mirror, I sighed and nodded at myself.

"I can do this. You can do this Scarlet." I said to myself and straightened my body before proceeding to my room where the large box was placed neatly on my bed. I opened the box and inside it is an ancient white see through dress that has a strange design that I suspect were the ancient runes. I guess studying the history of my kind helps after all. I slowly lifted the neatly folded dress and take a good look at it. I'm clearly surprised that after all these years this dress is still intact and beautiful. Although it only covers the most private part of my body, the ritual needed to be performed in the most pure way.

So I carefully slipped on the dress and close the zipper at my back. It clung my body perfectly, showing the curves I have and just enough to cover my private parts. I didn't wear anything under it. That's how it's done. Only the dress, no make-up, no anything under my feet, it needed to be done in the most pure way.

I let my hair fall down that's reaching my waist but brushed it awhile ago. I checked the clock and it tells that I only have 15 minutes to spare.

Checking myself in the mirror one last time, my own set of deep blue eyes is staring back at me with nothing but a broken soul, those eyes that looks exactly just like my mother's. Thinking of my mother almost got me crying all over again. She should have lived longer, she doesn't deserve that kind of death. No one does. A soft breeze got my raven hair swaying lightly, this thick dark curls that I inherited from my father. My father that wants nothing but the best for me. A lone tear that I haven't notice slipped out of my eyes kissed my pale skin. I've done enough crying. I'm done crying. Wiping it bitterly, I sent a silent prayer to my parents that their death will never waste to nothing.

"They're here. It's all ready." Austin, my beta mind linked me.

Since his father died that night, the title was passed down to him. At first, he didn't want it then something happened to him. Revenge happened.

"Okay, thank you. I'm on my way." I said and immediately cut off the link and made my way at the clearing where the ceremony will be held. I made sure that my footsteps are light and I masked my scent so no one will notice me coming. As I reach the clearing, something inside me clawed, but I pushed her back down. The wind change into something more wild, blowing its breeze harshly around, swaying the trees in all directions. The moon that's the only source of light seemed to have hidden behind the clouds. I take my time to observe the scenario before me. I notice the elders, twelve of them, wearing a creepy red ancient coat with hoods that covers their faces, a strange power radiating off of them. They're standing in a row at the front of the ancient stone where my blood will flow in just a matter of minutes.

If you're asking why I know everything that is ancient it's because of the strange runes that are engraved to them.

My pack members are on their usual attire: jeans, shirts, dresses, shorts whatever their attire would be and they were also lined at the back of the elders with a little distance between them, talking in hushed whispers. I can see their rigid stance, almost scared or alert I can't tell what.   Satisfied, I made my way towards the stone with my head held high, my face stoic showing them nothing to see but a girl who was about to become their Alpha. People parted like the red sea for me, giving me a way. I stood beside the stone making sure that my power is radiating off of me.

The elders looked at me, but I still can't see their faces because of the hood that's covering their faces.

I waited for them to move and do the ritual already but it seems that they're observing me for now.

One of the elders, the one in the middle took a step towards me, but not too close. He examined me for a good minute before finally walking towards me and stopping in right front of me bending down with his face inches away from mine. Few warning growls erupted around me, they're protected of their last and only heir. Hot breath fanning my face, eyes so dark staring directly into my soul. Still, I can't make out his face, his hood is doing a great job hiding his identity to me. He said one word that I was not expecting nor did made any sense. But his dark voice which held so much power and authority that made the blood that was flowing through my veins run cold. Made the hair behind my neck stood up in fright.

But his tone is somewhat frightened, scared. And his voice is so low, I know I'm the only one heard it.

One word.

"Cursed."