The lynx and an Alpha?

The day my mom died

The day my mom died

Lily's p.o.v

Today it was exactly ten years ago my mom passed away. When I was just six years old, our pack got attacked by a bunch of rogues. They killed almost a third of our pack, including my mom.

My mom wasn't a wolf. She was human, just like I was. My father loved her very much but he couldn't hide that he was a little disappointed that she wasn't a wolf. When she got pregnant, my dad was out of his mind. He always wanted kids, but when I was born, he was heartbroken. At first, I wasn't a boy who could take over the alpha title and second, I was human just like my mom. 

Over the years, he tried to be nice to me because that's what my mom told him to be. I was never loved by him, I already knew that when I was little. After my mom passed away, he gave up on being nice. There was no one to tell him to be loving towards his own daughter so he didn't care anymore, and when the alpha didn't care, the rest of the pack didn't care either. I may be the alpha's daughter, but that didn't mean anything anymore. 

I stood by the grave of my mother. Today was also the day I turned sixteen but no one really cared. Yes, I turned six the day my mom died. All of my birthdays were like hell because every time my dad was there to yell at me. He told me it was all my fault that she had died, that I was not worthy of the pack, a disgrace. Today was going to be different, I left before he could even open his mouth.

So here I was, at the graveyard on my birthday, like every other year. After my dad yelled at me for being a disgrace, I always left to visit my mom and tell her everything, hoping that she could help me. I sat down beside her and started talking.

'Hai mom, I missed you.' I said while a tear ran over my cheek. I was quiet for a while, imagining what she would say to me. Of course, there was no sound at all.

I started crying and I put some sunflowers on her grave. They were her favorites. 

'Lily, what the hell do you think you're doing here?!' I heard an angry voice. He grabbed my arm, his nails digging in my skin. I tried to get out of my crouching position, but he didn't let me at first.

'Eh, dad I-eh I was just visiting mom,' I whispered. I stood up and took a step backwards. He looked as if he wanted to kill me, he probably did... What a loving family I had.

'You have no right to be here, you're the one that killed her!' he screamed. He took a step towards me and tried to grab my arm again. He kept coming closer to me, and I kept stepping back. I wouldn't let him touch me one more time, the filthy pig. He made my life a living hell because of something I didn't even do.

'Please dad, it's not my fault and you know that!' I shouted back. My dad probably knew I was right, but he didn't want to admit it. He was the alpha, and he would never admit that his daughter, who supposedly killed his wife, was right. 

'How dare you talk to me like that, huh?' he said and he slapped me with the back of his hand. When his hand left my cheek, I felt empty. My cheek hurt and there was probably a red mark for everyone to see, a mark that my father had hit me once more.

Tears were rolling over my cheeks and I screamed. 'I hate you!' I yelled at him and then I ran back to the pack house. I knew there would be minimal safety there because the rest of the pack lived there as well and they all hated me, but it was the only place for me to go, so I didn't really have another choice.

When I arrived there, there was no one inside, they all went to the memorial of my mother. Of course I wasn't invited, not even if she was my own mother. I ran to my room and started crying even more. No one would enter to comfort me, no one ever did. They all left me there alone, never was there anyone who cared enough to risk their life to help a poor girl who had lost everything.

It just wasn't fair. My whole life has been a living hell. My only way out was going to school. I had some friends there like Anna. She was the best, but I couldn't tell anyone about her. If my father knew, he would probably have her killed. Anna was human but I told her about the wolf part. At first she didn't believe me. To prove to her that I was telling the thruth, I took her to the woods one night. She saw them shifting, all of the them. 

NEXT MORNING

I woke up with burning eyes. They still hurt from all the crying yesterday. I got out of bed and ran to the bathroom. After fifteen minutes I was ready and I left my room. I ran to the kitchen to grab my lunch and my breakfast and left as fast as possible. It was monday and I was actually relieved that school started again. It was the only place where I could talk to Anna, to tell her what happened during the weekend. Most of the time it were horrible stories and she would listen to me with tears in her eyes. She always said she felt my pain, and I really appreciated that. 

School was the usual. When I entered a class, I got a lot of glares and if looks could kill... I would have died about 500 times. I saw Anna and quickly sat down next to her. Her look held pity, it always held pity. She knew she couldn't stop any of this, so the best she could do was show me how much she cared and how much she wished to change the situation I was in.

'Let them be, Lily. They're not worth it.' she said squeezing my hand. I looked her in the eyes and smiled. She didn't even care there were like fifteen wolves in this class, she was a tough girl! Because she was always hanging around with me, she didn't have any other friends. No one wanted anything to do with her because of me. In the beginning, when she asked me if I wanted to be her friend, I shooed her away, I didn't want her to get in trouble because of me and she certainly would if she stayed with me, but she didn't care. She became my friend and with that she practically sentenced herself to death.

School ended and I dragged myself to my car. I hated this part of the day, I had to go back home and see my father again. My dad would come up with something I hadn't done and he would punish me for it. He would hit me or lock me up. The worst was when he humiliated me in front of pack members. He did that quite often and I hated it, but who was I to object. That's right, no one...

I entered the pack house and went straight to my room to do my homework. Every day I hoped I would have a shitload of homework, you can guess why, I didn't want to leave my room for any reason.

Suddenly my head started burning and it felt like my body was going to break. I screamed but quickly covered my mouth. What was happening to me? I ran downstairs and into the woods. It was the only place where I could be on my own.

When I thought I was far enough, I started screaming again. I couldn't stop, my body was on fire. It felt like the flames were eating me from inside out. They started in my heart and then spread through the rest of my body. The worst part was my head, my brains were being fried. When my legs caught fire, I collapsed on the hard forest ground. My arms were next. I tried to roll over the floor, but then I realised I wasn't on fire. Screams left my lips, they wouldn't stop coming.

I saw a small river and dragged myself towards it. I slid in to cool down, but it didn't help. The fire kept coming, the water didn't put it out.  I dragged myself out of the river and cried. My bones were breaking, I could feel it. My arms cracked in an abnormal position and so did my legs. I was gasping for air, but because of the pain I couldn't breathe. It felt like I was dying. Every five second I heard something crack, and the fact that I knew it were my own bones, made it worse. If this was what a shift felt like, I understood why wolves were always so grumpy, this was horrible!

This wasn't possible! I was human, just like my mother, or wasn't I?

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So this is my very first chapter on wattpad.

I hope you guys like it. It was kinda short though but it's getting late and I have school tomorrow. 

Thanks for reading this first chapter! :)