Alpha Aiden(under editing)

Chapter 1-The unexpected

All teenagers were kept in an underground room for safety from rogue attacks while the rest fought to protect each other with the best they could, including myself. However, an arrow still managed to shoot at me, aiming perfectly at my heart. At first, there was just a dull sensation of the arrow embedding in my flesh before pain erupted and began coursing through my veins.

My hands instinctively reached up to cover my chest as I tried my best to balance and ease the pain. Yet before I could do anything else, my body trembled when a spark of pain shook me to the core, causing my legs to slightly move forward with unsteadiness.

I froze when I realized that the newfound pain was not directly from me. In a flash, I allowed my instinct to lead me towards the origin of the pain. When I finally found it, my eyes bulged out of their sockets wether out of fear or out of anger.

My mum is sprawled on the floor, bathing in her own blood. I gritted my teeth as I muttered incoherent words. My limbs completely stiffened but my wolf threatened to take control and shift to beat the living hell out of that disgusting rogue who had managed to deeply injure my mum. However, I was far too emotionally unstable to do anything vigorous.

In a panic stead, I roamed my eyes around to search for my dad, feeling extremely vexed at the moment. Just what is he doing when his mate is under attack?

For goodness sake, he is her mate! He's supposed to protect her!

Anger bubbled up within me at the thought of my dad. I took a deep breathe while looking into the void of the atmosphere, hoping the breeze would calm me down. A bloodbath is, after all, not the best place to let emotions take over.

However, a loud crash sounding as though someone has been pinned to a wall startled me. I paused to look around, almost straining my eyeball in my attempt to try and figure out what had happened and who had been pinned to the wall.

I moved closer in a slow and careful pace towards the source of the sound. Multiple thoughts and scenarios ran across my head, trying to formulate every possibility that I could expect.

What if it's a rogue?

'Get back!' I kept on mentally screaming at myself yet I refused to obey my inner wish- an action I regretted along with even getting mad when I found my dad pinned to a tree by a wolfsbane coated silver, dripping with so much blood that it created a pool of blood below him.

Tears rolled down my cheeks as I ran to him with a sob. I reached up with shaky hands to cup his face in my hands, trembling even more upon the contact with his cold cheeks. My heart stopped. My wolf howled.

"Dad, no!" I whispered, lightly shaking him with a resolute desire to see him open his eyes. However, it only seemed like he closed his eyes even more. More tears poured out of my eyes as I tried to formulate words that I could only sputter out. "No! Don't do this to me! I-I'm too young to be an orphan!" I cried out, choking on my words.

My thoughts drifted off to how I cursed at him earlier and how mum-

Mum!

"Janet," a soft whisper drifted in the wind, sounding as though it would disappear very soon. The moment mum whispered my name, I left dad's side to dart next to her. My heart clenched in pain when she weakly reached an arm out to me. I knelt next to her, cradling her head and holding her hand.

"Please don't do this to me. Please stay alive," I pleaded in between my cries. The pain of losing both parents at the same time struck my heart with so much force that it left me breathless and aching.

"My jewel, don't forget that I love you and your dad also feels the same way. No matter what you may hear, all we did was at your best interest," she weakly stated in what painfully sounded like her last words, her breathe becoming shorter as her life slowly left her body. She smiled at me, drawing her last breathe.

My chest grew stuffy in the suffocation of grief, pain and loss. More painful tears slowly dropped from my eyes as my mind started imagining life without them.

Bland.

They said having your mate is the best thing ever and that losing them is the most painful thing ever. However, having a mate is not occurring to at my state of mind. To me, having and losing my parents are the best and worst things to happen.

And now all I could do was cry until the sound of paws hitting the soft grasses softly rumbled with a growl. A familiar scent slowly approached my senses and I could tell that Alpha Nate is approaching me.

"Janet, get inside the pack house now," he said, moving closer to me. "Or do you want to..." he derailed when he reached me, the corpse of my mum and my dad not escaping his eyes. He took in a sharp intake of air, closing his eyes in absolute pain and remorse.

However, I was already deep in the void, only blankly looking at him despite the fresh tears continuously running down my face. He seemed to be mindlinking someone.

Not long after, Bethany appeared, her face softening as she coaxed me to follow her while she leads us back to the pack house. I heard Alpha Nate arranging a few pack members to carry my parents to God knows where as we were leaving.

Bethany had successfully returned me back to the pack house, helping me with everything while I stand motionless and absent minded.

Bethany is 45 years old but she looks like she's still in her late twenties because werewolves tend to age slower at 20. She takes care of the pack food, and has helped me with a few things before sending me to a bed.

I sat rigidly on the bed, not knowing what to think or what to do next. The loss had left a hollowness in my chest, rendering me completely blank inside and out. Finally, my eyelids grew heavy, threatening to close but I kept them open. The fear of seeing my parents in my dreams scared me. However, yawns escaped my mouth for a couple of times, perhaps from an emotional exhaust. The last yawn managed to invite me to sleep as I answer the calls of nature.

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My eyes fluttered open due to a brightness from somewhere around the room. I groggily sat up from my sleeping position, rubbing my eyes to clear my vision. I paused, noticing the room I am in.

"This is not my room," I muttered, trying to recall what happened.

In an instant, my mood dropped down to the lowest degrees. I sniffed, shaking my head to stop the tears that were starting to well up, knowing mum and dad wouldn't want to see me this way.

I took a deep breathe, smoothing myself out. I got up from the bed to change out of my nightwear, pulling a short gown just on top of  armrest lying on the cushion. My movements were extremely slow as I dressed up, taking me a long time before walking out of Bethany's room, landing on the corridor just outside her room.

Before I could get far, I accidentally bumped into her. I stepped back, balancing myself while I issued an apology and an explanation with a painful monotone, "I am sorry. I should have paid more attention when I was walking."

She nods at me, adjusting the food tray on her hand to reply, "You don't have to be sorry."

My eyes secretly followed the movement of the tray on her hand, eyeing the delicacies on it. The sweet scent of eggs and bacons with mashed potatoes filled my nose, causing my mouth to salivate and my stomach to silently shake in hunger.

Bethany offered me a smile, motioning at the door of the room not far from us. "Can we move into the room now, Jane?" She asked, her words bringing me out of my imaginary land.

"Of course," I responded as I moved back to her room while she followed just behind me.

"Here is your food," she spoke, setting the tray on the table before moving away. "I have some business to attend to. You know, my work at the kitchen," she added before heading towards the door.

She immediately exits the room, leaving me to start grabbing at the cutleries to eat my food ferociously like the hungry wolf that I am. It wasn't long before I had to return the empty dishes to the kitchen.

I dropped the tray on the counter, looking at Beth who is busying herself with her work. "Can I render you any help?" I asked her.

She shook her head. "No, my dear. Go and take your bath," she said, trying to be nice but her expressions failed her. She eventually scrunched her nose up as if she's perceiving a really bad odour.

"Okay, I better take my bath then," I uttered with a small sad smile playing on my lips.

First chapter,first step. I hope you liked it.Write your opinion in the comment and don't forget to vote please! It means a lot
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