Im Alpha!?Oh sh!t

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A pain filled scream pierced the air. I dropped to my knees, my legs no longer able to hold me up. My legs and arms bent in different ways with sick cracking sounds. It felt like I was on fire, and with all my bones breaking it didn’t help the pain or the black dots in my vision. Knowing I would pass out soon, I was relieved, the pain was too much.

‘Snap’ my vision went blurry, tears fell down my face, and I screamed even more, louder and much longer. My back bent as did my hands, then my head seemed to move, and all the pain had gotten to be too much, then I was out.

    Run, was the one word that came to mind, and I did, I ran as fast as I could, but I could hear them  gaining. It was late and as I ran I could not only hear the growling and snapping behind me but also the sounds of all the other animals calling out warnings and hiding from the huge predators right behind me. Wolves; are dangerous animals when they are on the hunt, they are fast and hunt as a pack; it gives them an advantage .But the wolves behind me aren’t just any regular wild wolves. NO, these are creatures we don’t ever think really exist…… Werewolves

          Looking back I caught a glimpse of the lead wolf, I faltered in step and fell, I tried to get back up but it was too late. The dark grey wolf shifted to his human form, his brown eyes never leaving my own and smirked. No! I would not go back to that horrible place.

I woke with a start, looking around I noticed I was in the woods and it looked to be morning time. I had that same dream for the past 6 months; I was always running from them, they are monsters, all of them. They killed people, turned them, by hunting people as a pack, they show they are united as one. And now as I look at myself, I know I am no different anymore, because I can see that my once tan hands are at the moment covered in snow white fur. I have paws, a tail, four legs, pointy ears, claws and I can’t forget the deadly K9 teeth. The perfect predator is what I am. The monsters that chase me are my family, yes, I will not be one of them, and I refuse to stay with a cruel and abusive pack.

            Werewolves first turn at 17, the first shift is the hardest, many have died from the pain, but after that it’s easy and much faster. Werewolves have lived many years, yet, few humans know of their existence, but if a human does know it’s either because he or she is a werewolf’s mate or the human is a hunter.

Hunters are one of the few things that scare werewolves, because hunters are raised just to kill us, they are a family from many years ago, every one of them is born, trained, schooled and somehow they always know who you are, and if you are of high rank or low, they know how to save you, how to hunt you, and most importantly, how to kill you.

Mates are like your other half, they are for life, lots of books and movies say it’s like love at first sight or that a love god paired you together but that’s not the case at all, werewolves choose their mate. A wolf will only choose a human because it’s of really low rank such as an omega, omegas are at the bottom of the pack, they are picked on by the rest of the pack, and they always eat last. Though they r important to the pack, it keeps a order. Humans can be turned into werewolves but they are never as strong, which is why omegas choose their mates to be humans, males always want to have a strong mate but they must always be stronger to ensure they can control her, if not she may seek out for a stronger male.

Then there are the Alphas they always mate to a strong female, born as a werewolf, but Alphas are more controlling and possessive than any other wolf in the pack, if someone messes with their mate they might as well kill their selves.

Because you won’t live long…                                                                 

There are also wolves known as rouges, they are lone wolves, never traveling with others and if they are, they are up to no good. They can fight just as well as a regular werewolf but because they don’t like to follow orders, they are alone. There is nothing more hated by an Alpha then a rouge, well, unless someone tried to steal his mate, then he would hate them more.

Ok, so maybe I should tell you a little about myself. My name is Blair Ray Hunta. I have Black hair that hangs mid-back and I have really light grey eyes mixed with some blue, it’s pretty kewl, oh and I’m 5’6. I turned 17 today, which is why I just turned wolf, I am now a rouge wolf, which it’s not normal for a female to be rouge, but no one says I’m normal, though I am pretty awesome. J Anyway I have been alone for 6 months but I did not smell like a wolf so it’s going to get a lot harder being by myself, I’ll have to worry about packs now. The only good thing about being a werewolf I think is the strength, and it’s kind of cool being able to turn wolf and scare people, but I won’t ever hunt them like other wolves do. Knowing I am just like them sucks because I hate being the monster I am, but I can’t help it if I could I would, but I was born into this world. Not only that but I’m from a generation of Alphas, I was born to be, Alpha, and every werewolf out there will know it unless I find a way to hide the smell.