Fate is Twisted

||Some time in the near future||

Voices screamed at her from all over the room, telling her to do this and that. Orders. They were all orders. Her head whipped left and right as she attempted to spot the person that she would tell to stop giving orders. She was powerful. She was above them. How dare they tell her what she can and can't do. Her hair stuck to her glistening face, looking like someone had smeared her with mud.

"Stop it! You have no right! Stop! How dare you touch me! How dare you give orders to me!" She yelled at no one in particular. Her voice was strong, radiating power.

She was tired of this. Tired of being bossed around and being told what to do.

But in truth, this un named woman should have never done what she did. Should have never strayed from the law of the moon. Shouldn't have defied anyone. T'was the pure truth of why she was in this position.

But how could she have not? He was her soulmate. Her mate.....He had to be. It was what her heart told her. Screw the moon and the woods. She was in charge of her own emotions, not the monster inside her.

Finally the pain stopped.

She slumped back against the heardboard of the bed, tanned face glistening with sweat. Long heavy inhalations inflated her chest, giving her some strength.

The woman held her arms out impatiently, waiting for them to be filled with her legacy. She was barely a woman, being the tender age of 18.

"It's a boy." The pack doctor announced. Her brown eyes shot to the side, seeing the doctor attempting to wrap the baby in a cloth. An impatient warning growl rippled through her and the doctor's movements became jittery and he dropped the cloth. Giving up, he handed over the little boy who was snatched by his barer.

"Ethelwulf," Mother murmered against his soft skin as she pressed her lips against his brow which was still wet. "Meaning noble wolf, because you will be." The words were breathy, like a summer breeze. The words were a promise.

"Get out."

Everyone in the room froze.

"But-" one of the nurses blubbered.

"I said get out!" The mother screamed.

They all looked at each other in shock at the sudden outburst.

She stared into the doctors dull brown eyes and used her most intimidating tone she could muster in this weakened state.

"Get these people and your ass OUT OF THIS ROOM NOW!" She growled, her voice ending in a shout. She watched as his eyes widened with fear and couldn't help but feel a bit rewarded.

He turned around and started ushering people out of the room.

"Come on, everybody out now, leave her in peace with her pup. Yes yes, but it's not her fault, it's in all alpha luna's blood to be over protective of their young. It's natural-"

The door shut behind him softly.

The brunette allowed herself to completely relax. She slumped down in the bed as naked as the baby in her arms.

Of course he had his fathers looks, but had inherited his mother's eyes. It was her pay off. The one feature that would be passed along perhaps to her son's children if she was lucky.

Everything else were purely Ralph's.

Ralph.

Ralph.

Ralph.

Where was he right now?

The mother's head shot up as the sound of the door-nob turning interrupted the short lived silence. She sat up, tired body tensing again as she watched the door to the room slowly creak open.

Her startled brown eyes glared at the door and was suprised to see a petit blonde haired nurse walk in.

She had dirty blonde hair which was pulled back into a messy bun. A short white dress barely covered her rear, the garment hugging her tightly. The clicking of her white high heels made the new mother's arms subconsciously tighten protectively around her new born.

The nurse turned around and closed the door quietly, and surprisingly locked it as well. She was vulnerable. Weak. She had just given birth to a baby, but never the less, she would kill anyone that tried to touch him.

The mother recognised the nurse as the rogue that had been taken into the pack. She was new. She definitely wasn't certified or high enough in ranking to be around the alpha's wife.

When the rogue turned back around she started walking over, mumbling under her breath. Something, maybe a prayer to herself while looking at the ground.

As she drew closer she clumisly tucked stray pieces of blonde hair behind her ears. The mother tried to look into her eyes to find any emotion but couldn't.

She inched closer finishing her prayer.

She finally stopped at the side of the large bed. The mother felt somewhat ashamed in all her glory and nakedness. Deep down she wanted to pull the blankets up over her form... but the rogue wasn't even looking at her.

She looked at her son.

And suddenly all the emotions surfaced in her eyes as she looked at the new born.

Nervousness

Happiness

Joy

Love

What the hell?

She smiled at Ethelwulf like some one had given her a thousand galxies.

Why?

A tear of joy slid down her cheek followed by a sob of delight as he clenched his little fist. The brunette looked down to see his other hand reach out, grabbing onto her breast, already hungry for his first feed. The mother looked up to see the rogue looking saddened, somewhat angry at this sudden show of affection from the baby to it's birth mother.

Something was wrong with this women.

She started to move my baby away from the rogue.

"No!" She gasped out loudly.

She grabbed at the new bundle, stopping the powerful mother from moving him any further away from her.

She stared at petit woman in disbelief.

What was wrong with this woman? She was touching Ethelwulf. She was touching an alpha's baby!

But shock over ruled the mother's rage, when the rogue gently started to tug on the baby's soft body.

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