.|.She's The Alpha.|.Book One.|.

Chapter Three

Lana Mantra:

I sat in the front row. No emotion masked my face as they lowered the casket into the ground. I held my head high, and looked straight ahead. If my father ever taught me anything, it was to never let the enemy see emotion. 

So here I was, sitting next to my mother, whom was busy trying to contact the insurance company to see how much money she was going to receive. It was the first time I have seen her all month, and everything that she has done so far had just absolutely repulsed me. It repulsed me when she drove up to the church wearing the shortest dress that was in her closet. It repulsed me when she went up to the casket and cried fake tears. It repulsed me when she hugged everyone in line to say their final goodbyes to their Alpha. Everything she did made me want to hit her. 

But if there was another thing that my father taught me, it was to never disrespect a higher authority, and this included adults.

I walked up to the casket and was handed a shovel. 

So this is it..

I raised my head a little higher, and thanked the young man that had given me the shovel. Walking over to the pile of dirt with a blank face, I slowly scooped some up onto the shovel and threw it into the hole that held my father. I turned around to see my mother waiting in line to take a turn. I held back the urge to hit her with the blunt object, and handed it to her politely, like my father would have wanted.

Once we were all settled back into our seats, three men came to finish covering the hole while Amazing Grace was sang by the people of the choir.

This is nice. This is exactly what he would have wanted.

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As soon as I stepped through the door of the pack house, I was greeted with hugs from the people of the council and other pack members.

Pity.

It was the word that I hated the most, and it was the only thing that I could think of at that time. But instead of turning straight to anger, I stayed calm, and greeted everyone with a warm smile. One by one, everybody in the house lined up and either gave me a hug, or a pat on the back. Every eye was full of tears and pity, all broken about the wonderful Alpha and his passing.

Then the question I have been dreading to answer was asked.

"Where's your mother, honey?" 

I turned to see an old woman, around sixty-two with thinning hair and a small figure, looking at me curiously.

She is genuinely curious. She is also genuinely pitying me.

"She decided she wasn't going to run the pack a couple of months back when da- I mean the Alpha became sick, Ma'am. She decided she was to relocate as soon as his passing came to be." I said it with the most respect, even though I just wanted to run away from her and her gaze of pity. It angered me. She angered me.

The whole room had that look- and it was all directed towards me. 

"Oh I am so sorry, honey." Was all she said, but her eyes said more. I didn't question it further, though, because I already knew what she was thinking- I already knew what everyone in this room was thinking.

The rumors of her cheating on my father were true, yet no one actually had any hard evidence. My father still loved his mate too much to actually tell anyone, so when questioned about her whereabouts, he would always say she was shopping, or went on a business trip. It hurt him a lot, and I could see that.