The Alpha's Destiny (COMPLETED)

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

I had finally reached my twenty-first summer, by now most wolves were mated and pupped, preparing for adulthood or roaming the wild learning to be one with the spirit of their wolf.

In my case, twenty-one seemed rather dull.

I wasn't giggling or laughing as I fled through the trees, I wasn't swimming in a water hole with my mate. I had never done any of that, and I was never going too.

Twenty-one for me was a cold hard pain in my back. Literally. The cool metal dug into my spine and my wrists were raw from chafing. The chains I had struggled against all night were cutting into my skin, hard enough to draw blood and make me hiss every time I shifted.

It had been a long night. After yesterday when they'd finally pulled me from my rotting cell and strapped me down I thought they'd kill me then, make it swift and easy. However, fate did not seem kind, for I was kept tied down for the remainder of the night.

I had already tried to kick up a fuss, shaking around and spitting on the floor, but nobody came in. I was left alone in a deafening silence to ponder what they would do to me.

I was not afraid of death, I was not afraid of what may follow.

I was just sad to leave this world when it had so much more to offer me.

Ancient myths once told that fate you not be decided or told, it was an untracked path that led you into oblivion. You cannot dictate your fate, nor can you choose how it will finish, you must endure all it has to offer and let life take its course.

The scriptures mother used to read to me when I was young told stories of great heroines and heroes who would lead an army into battle or slay oncoming darkness to save many people. I'd always dreamed of having the power to do such great things but those silly fantasies had been ripped from my innocent hands at a young age.

Dreams I had once clutched close to my heart, a family I loved dearly, the beautiful innocence of what the world looked like through a child's eyes. That had all been stolen from me long before I could mature into a woman.

For a child to look death in the eyes, to see what truly lurked beneath the earth, to learn that dreams would never be a reality. It broke me, through and through, until I was shreds of the little smiling girl I once was.

And now, I was chained to this steel table, awaiting what fate would throw my way. I could do nothing to stop it and no dreaming or wishing could ever save me.

I lay there, anger seething in my veins, my blood pounding with vile hatred. They had ripped so much from me and now they would take the only thing I had left, my life.

They'd stolen my hope, my happiness, my emotions, ripped me to ribbons so I could never become the person I once was. They'd crippled me into oblivion so I was lost with nobody to lead me home.

I was so alone.

And they were finally going to take me too.

The groan of the large door at the foot of the room caught my attention. I swirled my head to try and see who was entering but with my body strapped down, I had no luck.

I could feel his power, it thrummed through the room, crept along the walls and surrounded me. The essence of him swept into the room, the strength of a true Alpha swallowing me.

I was no match for his power, any effort to fight free would be futile.

Alpha Cody.

One of the most powerful Alpha's to ever lead a pack of wolves. Barely in his twenty-first summer, he killed his father for the title, the youngest Alpha ever. He recently had reached his twenty-eight summer, known as the Blood Alpha. He was rumoured to be soulless, feral, so untamed that he did not have a mate.

And I hated him.

His actions cost my parents their life. It was his fault I was ripped away from my family, he was the reason my life fell to pieces and I was left with my miserable existence.

It made no difference to him though. I was a criminal, a cold-blooded killer, he did not care if I was innocent or not, as long as I was dead. I wanted to spit on him, yell that he had taken far more innocent lives that I ever had.

All these years when I'd been left to rot away in a cell I'd planned how to kill him. How to do it sweetly and take my time causing him pain the way he caused me. I pained me that I couldn't even spit in his face, that he would sit and laugh as I was killed.

Many years ago, around my tenth summer, so long ago now I can barely remember, I was thrown into that cell. Nobody cared that a girl of my age shouldn't be in such a place, nobody thought I wonder if I was innocent or not.

Nobody cared at all.

That was what broke me. So I spent those eleven years waiting for this day so I might be able to sink my claws into him and look him in the eyes as he died. Make him see his mistakes so clearly and see the regret in his eyes before the light left them.

It was almost funny. I'd been plotting his death for so long and it was useless. I was nothing, merely a dead body laying on a table. I snickered, the hysteria getting to my head, I'd gone mad.

"What's so funny?" His voice sent shivers down my spine, I shuddered at the sheer power in his tone. A command, to answer him, I fought it, hissing and seething, baring my teeth at the ceiling but there was nothing I could do to fight the raw instinct of my wolf.

She howled inside me, wanting to speak but I refused to open my mouth. I was not some fool, he was not my Alpha, I did not have to obey him. So I growled, a feral growl that made my skin crawl.

His answering snarl ripped through the silence, he moved on cat soft feet. I was prepared then to feel his claws sink into me, to let my blood trickle away and take my last breath. I had suffered enough, I was ready to die.

"Kill her." A raw command, I almost sighed. The wait was over, the years I'd spent alone in solitary, going out of my mind no longer had to haunt me. I could be free of this world.

My eyes were still closed but I could feel his presence. It hung over me light a weight, reminding me who had the power here.

In the last moments, before the could force some vial down my throat which would suck the life out of me, my eyes shot open. I glared upwards, expecting the white grotty ceiling to be above me but instead, I met piercing fierce eyes, greener than the forests.

Sky blue clashed with ocean green, my lips pulled back from my teeth into a snarl. My last act of defiance before-

"Stop." A single word that froze my entire being. He snarled back at me even as my blood sang something. It was like being underwater, I couldn't hear or feel, I was trapped.

I felt like roaring and snarling, fighting at these chains until I could claw that smirk off his face. My body thrummed like a plucked string as a fierce growl ripped from me.

"It's too easy, make her suffer." He growled, his smirk teasing me and right before the lights went out I saw the unspoken words in his eyes. Right before I was knocked unconscious, I read those words on his face.

Sweet dreams, mate.

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