Your a Fool Alpha

Background - Part 2

Alice POV

I think I should explain myself a little. Were-cats are very rare, and are considered to be the strongest of the supernatural species. We're very cunning, and when you pair that with our advanced strengths and senses, we become quite deadly. Wolves tend to let their emotions  control their actions, so if you push the right buttons, they lose all sense of strategy and lose their ability to defend themselves. I don't think anyone has seen a were-cat lose in a fight. It is for these reasons that my species has been hunted to near extinction. 

My family wouldn't be in danger because they aren't my blood relatives. They found me in a alcove of a tree my real parents had hid me in when they were discovered. I was five when that happened. They told me to hide, and were able to adequately conceal me before a pack descended on them. The packs never gave them a chance to explain we were just passing through. I don't know why they even attacked because we were in no-man's land. It was dumb luck on their part to even catch our trail. My parents took down seven wolves before being killed. The fact that they had been the pride leaders before they had been killed made them a trophy kill. Their deaths probably meant that their pack rank rose a few spots. It kills me that it was all my fault. It was all because I had wanted to visit my reclusive grandparents for my birthday. If only I hadn't wanted to visit them as my gift then I would still be with my family, with our pride. Their deaths caused the collapse of our pride because everyone wanted to become the boss and they killed one another for that chance. If I had been older, I would have been able to take my birthright as leader.

I have the blood of a leader inside me. I know I could be a great leader thanks to the help of my new family. They were nomadic wolves that cared deeply for all life forms which is what saved my life. Their nomadic ways meant that they knew how to protect themselves from rogues while having good relations with the packs in the area. They taught me how to protect myself in both my human and shift form. Their combined smells mask my own feline scent and has allowed me to live safely.

We're apparently headed to my new dad's original pack. My brother thinks that his mate pull is leading him there, so my dad pulled a few strings to have our whole family reinstated into the pack. I hope that the Blood moon pack accepts me because with the strongest packs protection, I might finally be able to let the real me show.