Chapter 2

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Before Beau stood a blood thirsty Werewolf; not to mention her being an alpha. She strode closer to him till his back hit a tree. This is it.. This is how I'm going to die!

"Get away from my son!" To Beau's relief his dad had sprinted as soon as he saw Accalia near Beau. William pointed his gun at her while his son Jake stood behind his father watching in awe.

"Maybe next time keep an eye on your son, wouldn't want him to get ... Bit"
Just before his father could make an accurate aim she sprinted off into the woods, leaving William time to lecture his son.

Beau wasn't really paying any attention to his dad's screaming and shouting. His dad's voice drowned out, he could see her again in the distance. Her red eyes shone at him. Beautiful..

"Are you listening to me?!" He jumped from his fathers sudden outrage. "Follow me to the car.. And don't walk away from me" Beau could tell that was aimed at him.

The car ride home was filled with tension. His fathers grip on the wheel made his hands go as white as snow, his brother reading his dad's "Hunting notes" book. But all Beau could think about was her, her voice was of that to an angel even if she did want to kill him.

They soon arrived home but before Beau could sprint of to his room, his father grabbed his collar and pulled him back to make him sit down.

"Do you realise you could have got yourself killed?! She was an Alpha for crying out loud she could rip you limb from limb! If she even bit you I would be forced to kill my own son!"

Beau... Oh Beau...

"Are you even listening to me?"

I wouldn't hurt you... I just wanna play

"Sorry what?" His father looked like he was going to throw something. But he heard her voice, he fought on if he should tell his dad or not but he decided on not.

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Accalia came from a whole pack of werewolf's. Her grandmother, mother, father, uncle you name a family member and they were most probably one.

Her mother a powerful woman, she had the ability to turn into an actual wolf. White fur was the purest as they came, black fur was an alpha and grey was the mutt. Every pack has a mutt, her brother, he could change into a wolf as well a trait given to him by their mother.

Accalia had tried to form into a wolf but try as she might she failed. Every time. You had to be worthy of the power to turn into a wolf. Loyal, kind and selfless. She didn't fit the bill. She had lost all contact with her family wanting nothing to do with her because of her actions.

"It's not the true way of a Wolf and once you see that then you shall learn how to turn into one. The we shall return" She could hear her mothers voice like she was stood right behind her.

"Your not a true wolf. Your brother should be the alpha and you.. Well you should be the mutt!" Her fathers voice rang through her head as well, they had never had the close father daughter bond like most do. He favoured her brother over her, he never wanted a daughter always threatening to send her away or put her in an orphanage as a child.

It had gotten so out of hand that one night, her and her father were arguing god knows over what. Then he clawed her, slashed right down her chest. Her mother went mental to which she attacked her own husband. She killed him... For her.

She still has this scar to this day and it's a daily reminder of what she truly was. 

A/N: In this chapter I thought I'd put a bit more about Accalia and about her past. The next chapter should be up soon (I will probably start working on it after I publish this to be honest) But thank you for reading my book.

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