Undefine Me

Chapter 3

           

My blood is boiling at this point.

I never get angry but my eyes are clouded with red.

I growl loudly as I run towards the pack house, my legs pushing themselves to run faster, harder. She wolves stare bewildered at my wolf running, probably thinking I was nothing but a burning corpse by now.

I snarl at the thought, low lives.

I arrive at the pack house in record time and shift, not caring about my nakedness. My hands clench at my sides as I storm into the pack house, my eyes blazing. I quickly stalk down the hallway to the left, knowing the Alpha's office is situated down the end of the hallway.

The tears are running wildly down my face but I don't care.

It always happens. The anger turns into sadness as soon as my wolf pushes to the back of my mind.

Perhaps, I am the weaker side. My wolf always knows tactics, knows what's coming before my eyes can even register the scene. She always get angry but never angry enough to act irrationally, always wanting to make alliances for the future.

I snort at the thought, everyone hates me.

No one deserves us, my wolf whines in the back of my head as I nod in agreement and continue towards the Alpha's office.

When dad use to have meetings with the Alpha, I always begged to go with him. The thought of being a helper to the Alpha and Beta, as well as my father made me excited to take over his role when I got older. The meetings were long but unlike the Alpha's son, I was engrossed in the meetings.

Absorbing all the necessary information, nodding when I have to and helping father write down notes when needed. I shake my head away from the painful memory and throw the large door open without knocking. The Alpha's eyes snap up to mine, widening as I storm in.

"You have to stop the-these wild sh-she wolves, t-they're out of control." I wildly tell him as he gestures towards one of the empty seats. I sob uncontrollably as the memories from when I was a little girl in here mixed with my house burning waver in my mind.

I take a seat and grab a tissue as he leans back in his chair and eyes me warily as I wipe my eyes but the tears don't stop.

"What are you doing here Daniella?" He asks suspiciously and eyes my figure as my shoulder hunch and shake as I try to control my breathing.

"The she wolves b-burnt my h-house down! They th-think I slept with th-their mates but I-I-I didn't, I swear!" I tell him as he nods, wanting me to continue as he stares, looking bored.

I feel like a kid being secretly scolded for getting the blame of another.

"I-I don't know what to do, b-but you have to help me." I beg as he watches me, blank faced. He stands abruptly and walks towards the door as a helpless sob emits from my sore throat.

"I'm afraid this is out of my hands Daniella." He tells me as I don't stand but clutch the chair tighter, making my fists white.

"B-but they tried to kill me!" I tell him as he stares and realisation sets in.

"You knew!" I accuse him as I stand and point my finger towards him. He calls for guards to take me away but I already knew the answer. My eyes widen and I begin shaking as I grip the chair even harder. My own Alpha knew the women of this pack were deliberately trying to hurt me and watched without trying to stop them.

The man I looked up to for so many years, that my father befriended has blindly let harm come to me.

"No, No! How could you?" I call out as one roughly grabs my arms and twists it awkwardly before dragging me by my arms out of the room. Alpha Haze watches without remorse before slamming the door in my face.