I looked out the window as I started. "We moved a lot when I was growing up. I didn't know why for a while. My parents would just tell me that is was time to go again. But I found out when I was 5. A wolf had broken into the motel we were at. I remember yelling and then the wolf turned into a man, an Alpha. I hid behind the bed as they yelled. My mom grabbed me and ran with me while my dad fought the wolf. We left again that night. And my parents told me why we were always moving. They weren't always Rouges. They had belong to a pack. My mom was the oldest of her and Virginia and the next in line for Alpha. And my dad was the only child of the Alpha. They had to go Rouge. They said it was the only way they could be together. And the only way for my aunt to be with Jeff. So they ran. And after a few years they had me."
I paused thinking back to my parents. I could barely remember their faces, voices. I felt something wet glide down my cheek. I raised my hand and touched it. A tear. I shut my eyes tightly and continued. "For two years we kept running. Once the Alpha had found us he was always close. We finally came here. And for a little bit it was safe. The Alpha hadn't come. I thought we could stay here. They had even bought this place and we were going to move in. But the night before we were to move the Alpha came. I was asleep when he first came into the room. I remember waking up because my mom screamed. I crept into the room and saw the Alpha there. standing over my dad. And then he..."
I lost my voice as more tears spilled from my eyes. The memory hit me hard and I physically flinched back. The Alpha pulled me onto his lap and I put my head on his chest. He started stroking my hair and rubbing my back. "It's okay Ally. It's okay."
I shook my head, "I watch as an Alpha tore out my dad's throat. I barely remembered screaming before he went after my mother. After that is was a blurred as they fought. The Alpha ran after a gun went off and I ran to my mom. She was on the ground and I remember so much blood. I was crying, I remember that. I knew that she was going to die. What 7 year old thinks that? She told me not to cry, she promised I'd see her and Dad again, and that I can't trust Alphas. Back then Mac was a cop. He was the one that fired the gun. My mom had already died by the time he came in. I don't remember much after that. I was so scared. Mac got the restaurant right after that. I think a case where a 7 year old girl watch as a wolf killed both her parents was too much for him. I was sent to my aunt. By then the twins had been born. I stayed for a couple months before leaving. I ended back here. Mac, he let me stay in the cabin. He didn't make me go back to my aunt but instead brought me food, clothes, books. He gave my a job at the diner when I turned ten. By then the whole town knew me. This has been my home ever since. And I've been on my own."
"You've lived by yourself for 12 years?" He asked.
I nodded, "I never wanted to be with anyone else. I'm better on my own. I've spent the past 12 years learning how to defend myself. I couldn't then. But I learned how to so I never have to watch defenseless as someone I love gets kill."
"You parent's would be proud of whom you've become." He said softly.
I shook my head and ignored the tears still going down my cheeks. "No. My mom told me to do one thing before she died. And I failed her. She told me not to trust Alphas and I let her down because I trusted you."
He gently tilted my face up towards his and wiped away my tears with his thumbs. "Ally, I'm your mate. I will never hurt you. It's my job. You're allow to trust me. Your mother wouldn't want to keep you from you mate, she ran away to be with hers."
"I don't want a mate." I whispered looking down. "Mates is what got my parents killed. I watched them both die because the fates said they have to be together."
"If they weren't then you wouldn't be here." He whispered.
"Then it would be for the better." I said. "You should be mated to someone who could lead your pack. A Luna. And I'm no Luna. I don't want a pack. I'm better off on my own."
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The Rouge
Teen FictionYou see there are two types of people: the weak and the strong. Humans are in a constant struggle to understand their position on the power chain. It's different for people like me, a werewolf. We already know where we stand, there is no struggle or...