An alpha female? Or a Luna?

Chapter 1 ~ sad memories

Crash!

As soon as I heard that sound, I knew I was in trouble. My world around me beginning to become ten times darker than I previously remember; the feeling of being cold and hopelessness overwhelming me.

I could feel someone shake me but I didn't respond; I felt paralysed.

I couldn't move or speak but could faintly hear screaming and crying; I could feel their lethal shakes, trying to break me out of this coma state. The feeling of wanting to reach out and hug whoever was crying was evident but I physically couldn't.

After my tedious battle, my last bit of conscience left me.

And just like that, I was out!

I don't remember much from that day but I do remember the screams and the horrific sobs, which haunt my mind.

I can't tell who it was screaming and crying but I was fairly sure it was my mother.

What I know about my mother is that she died when I was around 5; she had unfortunately died in a car crash, which I was also in.

Hence why I can't remember anything before the car crash very well.

I can't remember my mother but the way my father describes her, makes her sound like a fairytale if I'm being honest; she sounded like the female role model I always wanted.

My father took my mothers death harder than I did, I don't know if it was because of their mate bond or what not but I knew he hurt; everyday for a whole year after that he hurt.

It had been his worst year I had seen him in by far but now he just whimpers at the loss; it made me hurt for him.

I was the only living proof of my mothers existence. She and my father didn't have any other children as they wanted to take their time. They were only around 25 by then, my father didn't want to rush my mother; he wanted her to be happy which I could understand.

I was an only child and by 6 I realised I had to make my father proud.

I had known my father was the alpha because that explained why we lived in a castle and had what seemed like a million guards surrounding us. I knew he wanted a son to pass the alpha role down to but he didn't have one, which only seemed to add to his depression.

So, I decided at age 6 I would take over my fathers role and put my people of blue moon pack first and become the son he always wanted; do everything in my power: train, do work in my office (which is a bit smaller than my fathers), learn everything I can about how to run a pack successfully, build the trust and friendship within my pack, donate money, make the economy inside these borders spectacular, become the greatest.

Since then that's been my motto and now here I am at age 17, still training and working hard.

I go to school like any other normal teenager and then I go do some fight training with the guards, followed by my tutoring time with my dad; he either teaches me office work, community service or general life dilemmas, (which I didn't mind either.)

After that I do pretty much what I want; which I spend the time either studying or in my office, or shopping with the girls.

Yeah, I know what your thinking; girl time, seriously?!

But I have to be a normal teenager there's no questioning that however  it also boosts my popularity amongst the teenage population and friendships, which help towards becoming a better future alpha.

My father says he's proud and wants me to slow down but I don't want to, I want to be the best I can be for when my dad hands down the alpha role to me. I don't care what happens I will always be training, I will become the greatest alpha to walk this earth, even if it kills me.