The Quiet One

Why, Alpha?

~Demi Lovato is Scarlett Tsang~

Scarlett Tsang

I fall to my knees as I take in the scene before me.

My Alpha had blood in his hands, looking monster-like with my parents sprawled on the ground. 

I squeak, alerting Alpha Derek to glance at me. My heart fastens as he glides towards me. 

"Why, Alpha?" I whisper.

Then the last thing I see is Alpha Derek, choking me as I black out.

~8 hours later~

I moan as light seeps through my eye-lids. 

I hear rapid clanging and screaming as I get up.

I'm... in the dungeons??

I quickly get up and run towards the poles.

"Anyone!?!" I scream, trying to get the attention of anyone.

The clanging and screaming was replaced by heavy footsteps.

Then I was Damon, the pack's Beta, covered with blood with a machete in his hand.

A few moments later, Derek appears and rage explodes through me.

"You fucking disgrace!!! Why did you kill them!?!"

Derek opens the dungeon door and slides into my cage. I tremble buy hold my chin high.

"I needed to relieve my stress." He says casually. "Also, they owed me money. Big time."

They owed him money? I glance confusedly at Derek then at Damon, who was sliding his hand against the bloody machete. I cringe at the image.

Derek grabs my collar and I shift my attention back to him. 

"What?" I ask, sternly.

"You're banished. From my pack. Never come back or else I'll tear you apart myself." He say, glaring into my soul.

I scoff, "What? Are you afraid that I'll ruin your reputation?" I say, spitting on his face. "Fuck you."

He throws me onto the wall, and I crumple to the floor, giving him an open chance to kick the shit out of me. 

He stops some time later. On his way out, he sneers,"Make your way out yourself."

~1 week later~

I sigh, laying weak against a tree, having no motivation to live anymore.

Suddenly, a loud howl echoes throughout the forest. I didn't care. My plan was to just lay here and die or wait for someone to kill me. 

I slowly drift to sleep, wishing death to come upon me.

Alex Thorne

I howl, letting my pack know I was safe. 

I walk casually in my wolf form towards my pack.

As a sleeping girl comes into view, I quicken my pace.

I gasp, looking at her pale, but beautiful face.

This is her. She's the one. 

"Mate.." I growl, picking her up carefully, making sure not to wake her up.

I walk to my pack, about a mile away, while gazing at my mate's beautiful.

Then I run, realizing she hasn't eaten for days and could possibly be dying.

I enter my pack, greeting confused looking guards and wolves. 

I run toward the pack house, past my father who runs after me and as I lay her down  on the couch, she moans. 

A beautiful sound for a beautiful girl.