The Runaway Alpha ~ Brayn Short Story

Chapter 7: Zayn

The last few years have been amazing! It was like Brandon made it his mission to make sure I was able to relieve my childhood... in a more fun way, without constantly having to impress anyone and coming out short every single time.

We have talked to Niall about our situation and we have been looking for potential candidates for the third in command spot. And we have picked... Greg!

Greg was a great Beta while he was training and he gave up the title on his own so we thought to give him a chance if Brandon and I decide to go back.

I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl three years ago, we named her Carlyse which is German for freedom. I want my children to be free and never feel obliged to be someone they are not in order to impress someone else and Brandon is totally and completely behind me. He doesn't want our kids to grow up like I did, he wants them to enjoy their childhood.

I was broken out of my thoughts by my phone ringing. I laid Carly down before standing up and getting my phone from the desk in our room.

"Hello." I answered without looking at the caller ID.

"Zayn we need your help." Jordan's voice came through, making me worry at the time of his voice.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"It's your father. He started abusing his power. Look, the pack members are scared okay? They want to leave but they are scared of him. We thought by this time he would have passed the title by now but he still hasn't. I would challenge him but he has become even more ruthless." I listened to him carefully.

"I'm on my way." I told him. We said our goodbyes before I hung up and rushing downstairs. Good thing it's late and I can have this conversation without any interruptions. Kids just have the worst timing ever, right? "Guys, we need to talk." I looked at the people in the living room which consisted of my mate, Liam, Niall, Denise and Greg.

"What's going on?" Niall asks noticing the worry on my face.

"We have to go back to my pack. My parents are getting worse and my people need me." I explained after sitting next to Brandon.

"When are we leaving?" Brandon asked.

"Tomorrow. Brandon and I will go and then you can come after us with Carly." I said looking at everyone in the room. "I will be able to handle him." I assured them.

"Okay." Niall agreed.

We continued to discuss our plan of action before we called it a night. Brandon and I went to our room to continue discussing our strategy.

"Whatever you do, don't do anything stupid please. I know that you are the smartest person I know but upsetting situations can make us lose ourselves." Brandon said to me, making me smile at the compliment he just gave me.

"I promise I won't." I gave him a kiss. "Now why don't you go get our girl so that we can cuddle with her before we leave?" I asked to which he jumped and left our room.

A few minutes later, he walked in with our sleeping toddler in his arms. I have always thought that there is nothing better than seeing my mate and our daughter bond. I live for these moments. Brandon laid her in the middle of the bed before laying next to her. He then picked her up and laid her on top of him before pulling me closer.

"I love you. Both of you." He mummered and then kissed both of our temples.

I just smiled and relaxed. I fell asleep in my mate's arms and our daughter cuddled up to him. I knew this was the calm before the storm.

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"Are you okay?" Brandon asked me.

We have been sitting in the car for 10 minutes just looking at the house I grew up in. I know for sure that everyone knows we are here, why they haven't come out yet still remains a mystery to me.

I took a deep breath before nodding. "Yeah, let's go." I opened the door and waited for him to get out.

We walked to the front door. I took a moment before I knocked. I took a step back and waited for someone to answer. The door opened, revealing my mother.

"Zayn." Mom nodded at me in greeting. "I see you have decided to finally return home." Really? After all this time and that's all she has to say? What a wonderful mother I have.

"Mother." I said with the same emotionless tone and face I always have on when addressing my parents. "May we come in?" I asked.

She looked behind me at Brandon for a minute, studying him before she opened the door wider and stepped aside. Brandon and I both walked in and waited for my mother to close the door and then she lead us to the living room. When I walked in there, I felt guilt hit me hard. These people are not the same people I left here, these people are sad and somber and they look dead.

"Hi." I greeted.

"Good evening, future Alpha." What? I turned to look at my father as he walked in with an air of authority and intimidation around him. He knew these people fear him and he loves it.

"Alpha." I turned to look back at them as they knelt down. Now this made me angry, these are my people and they are not supposed to be behaving like this.

"Father? What's going on?" I asked through my teeth in order to control the anger that just don't stop bubbling.

"Nothing son, I just taught them their place." He said with a smirk. He's even worse than before I left.

"Father this is no way to treat your pack! These people are supposed to be our family!" I said.

"Son, they are not supposed to be family." He glared at me. "They are your subjects and you are supposed to do with them as you wish!" He yelled at me.

"You have gotten worse. You leave me no choice, you either give me the Alpha position or I take it from you." I said to him.

"No. You are not ready." He replied.

"Then you leave me no choice. I challenge you for the position." I said to him.

"You and what team? You don't even have a mate!" Father said with a smug look like he has won.

"Actually I do have a mate. Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to introduce you to Brandon Jameson. He is the Beta of the Blue Moon pack and he is my mate." I looked at my parents as I said the last part.

"Your what?!" If my father was a cartoon character, he would he red in the face and having steam come out of his ears and nose. And my mother would have her jaw hit the floor.

"Yes father, my mate." I said. "And we are here to take what is rightfully ours." I promised.

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I am MIA a lot, aren't I? I'm sorry.

Anyway what do you expect to happen next? Talk to me and maybe I might just use your ideas.