Alpha's Obsession

Chapter 7

1.50AM SATURDAY

This is going to haunt to me. I know. But I can't help this. Yes I feel a pull towards Aiden but... Well. I have no control over myself anymore. My body goes against what I want to do. I'm lying.

I'm lying to him. I'm lying to them. I'm lying to everyone. Yes I feel something towards him but I want to leave. So badly. And I still don't believe in all this werewolf crap.

But I still need to escape. My family would be worried. I am even worried. I'm practically being held hostage here! Also, they believe I'm willing to stay. I'm not. I'm going to continue to act this way.

Then when they least expect it. I'm going to run. For my life. Like I never expected. All the things I said, did etc. Are leading up to this moment. I need to get out of here. NOW.

NOW is my chance. The door is right there. They're all asleep. And Aiden is on the other side of the bed. I'll be long gone by morning. Like I said before, I'm practically a ninja.

I am not staying here with these lunatics any more than I have to.

1.30PM THURSDAY.

OK yes. It's finally my birthday. IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!!

But my family is not here to celebrate with me. Instead, I have this group of people who, well... I don't even know much about really. I should try to get along with them, right?

"Wake up, princess, it's your birthday," my father smiled down on me. I was laying on my bed rubbing my eyes innocently. It was my 7th birthday. Mum had only been gone a month.

"So sleepy," I murmured.

"C'mon get up!!!! IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY WITTLE SIS!!" My brother hyper-actively said, jumping on my bed and pulling me up to join him. I started jumping with him. We looked at each-other. Almost like we were planning what we were about to do.

We looked at our father in unison. We opened up our arms as did he, prepared for our attack. We jumped off the bed and on to him. Bringing us in to a big, tight embrace. Just the three of us now. Three against the world. Just the three of us. From here on out. Just the three of us. Being a cosy family.

I was set back down on my bed. My brother getting under the sheets with me as father sat in the chair next to me. Both of them smiling wickedly at me. They had been planning something for weeks now, I could feel it.

"Your mother would want you to have this my dear," my father said, slowly. Sadness glinting in his eyes but he quickly brushed it away like it was nothing. He handed me a small wrapped box. The paper was a silvery, silk white. Like the colour of the moon. It reflected on my skin.

I carefully slipped the paper off the box, gently lifting the lid. A chain bracelet inside. It was made of pure silver. My brother stared at it in awe. I lifted it out of the box. Drinking in it's detail. It had wolves and stars and the phases of the moon attached to it as little attachable pendants. It glimmered in the sunlight, sprinkling in my room.

It was beautiful. Mother would tell me loads of mythical stories about the wolves and the moon and the stars and how they were all connected.

"The Moon, the mother. The giver of precious life. Gave unto us the beautiful, graceful creatures we know today as wolves. The Moon was pleased with what she has given to Earth, was finally at ease. But when the God's above despised the magnificent creatures the Moon created, struck the Earth, forming the humans. The humans would hunt down the Moons children. But the God's saw how much the Moon grieved and wished no pain like that upon anything. So they decided to bless her with a small apology. Once her wolves died, they would reunite with her in skies above as stars. They would shine and twinkle and glisten and smile as brightly as She, within the midnight skies." My mothers voice, just a faint memory. But her stories of wolves and the moon and the stars will always remain with me. Always.