I Will Protect This House ( On hold )

Chapter 2 A Callused Past

The emblem that stood before me on the yellowed pages, had swirling lines enveloping the moon, with paw prints written across. It made me gasp, the beauty of it, but the description caught my attention.' A wolf of high ranking, usually the moon goddesses daughter, deep power lies within only accessed by the love that will be given by the mate'. I sighed and rested my head on the book, only a slight crinkling noise sounded, I hadn't found my mate yet. Boys in my school had showed interest, but none ever sparked any really special interest.They all wanted my dad on their side, to think of them highly, it sickened me. ' child you need sleep, your problems will still be here in the morning' chuckling at my wolf I just slid off my clothes leaving me in my undergarments and climbed under the covers, for a much needed sleep.

A low growl, made me jump straight up to a fighting stance. I scanned my room for the source, but found nothing except hearing voices coming from downstairs. My father deep baritone voice was clear and angry. I cocked my head listening for words, but heard none. Cautiously I crept from bed and onto the cold floor, forgetting about my clothes on the ground I stepped on my shirt , that sent me tumbling to the ground in the most ungracious way. The arguing ceased, followed by the unmistakable thundering of footsteps on our creaky stairs. My door was thrown wide open, blinding light peaked around the tall foreboding figure in the doorway. I huffed and struggled to stand as my ankle cracked, trying to straighten out the pulled muscles. The man that stood before was a god, his hair hung in chocolate brown waves over his eyes, but you could still see his calculating emerald eyes underneath. Suddenly his eyes turned, gold,and My wolf howled mate , her howling almost drowning out his words. " I Tiban Wester, reject you Keira Almonstrate as my mate" his words took a minute to register before my wolf whimpered in pain. I growled lowly, completely baffling the young man. " Listen here and listen good, I don't give two shits who you are, but I know one thing I don't care that you rejected me I have a pack to lead and can lead it just fine without some jerk of a mate" my ranted ended with an angry breath, before I shoved him out the door his face never wavering from confused to shocked. I shut the door and slid down it, my wolf snarling in my head, about unknown powers. I could still feel his presence through the door, until he moved no longer stomping, but trudging. I laughed at how immature he sounded. Standing up , I dusted off the little dirt that had collected and threw on some sweats and baggy tee before heading downstairs to meet my ex- mate. The stairs creaked and I internally groaned, not really wanting to alert anyone with my presence, but as luck would have my parents were in the kitchen. Growling I headed into the kitchen, swinging open the door I saw a sight I never thought I would see. My mate had another she wolf hanging off his arm, growling I stepped forward, feeling my canines lengthen and my eyes phase. My dad's worried expression turned quickly to one of pure laughter. The she wolf stepped forward lithely as though stalking me. The way she moved told me she was trained, not very well, but trained. " you think you can beat me little she wolf" her tone sounded like a broken record player, but she continued. " I am the only girl to go through the protector program and I am on level one " her statement was bold, but my would be bolder. " you think that's an accomplishment, I went through the program and graduated, I am a full protector" I sneered back, her bold make up caked face turned to one of pure horror. The protector program is a program where lycanthropes, are kind of like guardians. They guard those like humans and other more rare supernaturals from assassins, they are the most skilled out of all wolves. " that can't be true I am the first, only one other girl has made and she ran away and hid" laughing her story about me made no sense. " I didn't hide princess I was on a mission" the calmness in my voice actually scared me. She got into a fighting stance, I didn't even bother I mean I could beat her what was the point. She pounced, her aim slightly off as she didn't quite push off with enough right leg. I ducked easily and caught her with my open arm throwing her back at my mate, who caught and set her upright. " I believe you can't beat her up since I rejected you " ahh and so my mate speaks, great. My moms audible gasp and my dad's growl both quickly filled the room. " you rejected my daughter for some pack slut!" My dad's tone of voice actually had me trembling. To say I was scared for my mate was an understatement, I would honestly tell him he should running into the woods tail tucked beneath his legs. My mate excuse me ex- mate stood with eyes that quickly turned to one of anger. " I am an Alpha and you will respect that, this is my girlfriend I am sure she would be better than that retched killer over there" his words stung , I hung my head I was a killer because my grandfather made me one.

Flashback$$$$$

" Kiera you have potential" my grandfathers voice was kind but there was edge to it. " but grandad I can't go through the program it is only for guys" I whined back, my ten year old self trying to stand my ground. My grandfather , Alander, sighed and beckoned me over to his lap. " sweetheart I will put you in the program and you will go through, you must your blood is beyond pure and you could easily become the best" at the time I didn't understand anything about my blood. My parents were away on vacation' note the irony' and my grandad told me I was to be put to work and I would never grow up spoiled. For 8 long years I trained in the protector academy. Somehow my grandfather convinced my dad I had begged him to go and that I was happy, I was miserable. My peers tortured me with words and fist, but my anger built. On the night of graduation I watched them walk up all smiles. Than after I was attacked, my senses dulled by drugs put into my drink. That was the night I was whipped, my back still bares the scars, but it was also the night I had my first kill. Unknown power surged through me even though the men who held me down had shifted and were stronger, my muscles tripled and I threw them off. I than targeted the leader Satri, his eyes disgusted, I lunged landing on top of him. My vision blurred and I only saw red as my fist repeatedly rammed itself into his face. I didn't stop until I knew he was dead, I didn't stop, but I wish I had.

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Sorry about not updating, didn't want to bore anyone with my writers block, although I don't really know why I am telling you this considering no one has probably added this to their library so there. If you find a grammar or spelling error please comment.