The Alpha and the Maid

Epilogue

"Why can't I play?" I yelled to the group of kids in front of me.

"Because we don't like you." one of them yelled causing the others to laugh. Tears sprung in my eyes but I refused to let them fall. Mom told me the never show weakness because I will always be strong.

"And why is that?" I replied with force.

"Because you are not my alpha. Everyone knows who your dad is and that the true heir is Christian. He is our true alpha not some mutt who's father almost destroyed our pack." Ryan replied.

Rage boiled in me as he said this. I know who my father is, my parents filled me in when I turned ten. I had nothing to do with those attacks.

"Besides, what if you were just like him? A monster!"

Everyone began to yell their agreements and gave me disgusted looks like I was the same monster as my birth father. The rage inside of me increased tenfold. They want to see a monster, I'll show them a monster.

I shifted in to my midnight black wolf baring my teeth at them causing them to scream and scatter around the yard. Unimaginable hate filled me, and I didn't like it but I couldn't help myself as I chased after Ryan who ran towards the woods to hide from me. I tacked him to the ground snapping my teeth at his face but not biting him. 

"Please! I'm sorry, I'm sorry. STOP! Someone please help me!" He screamed. For some reason I liked it when he begged me to stop. I fet satisfaction that he is begging me to let him go. 

I looked in to his eyes as they help fear. Suddenly, it didn't feel so good. 

"Alessandro!"

My head snapped as I heard my mothers voice. I looked up and found her running towards me, well trying to run. She is pregnant with my little sister and is due any day now. I quickly get off of Ryan and bow my head and whimper. Ryan scrambled to his feet and ran to the pack house crying. I kept my head down not finding enough courage to look at my mother.

"Alessandro" She said softly this time.

I quickly shifted back to my human form and looked up at my mother with a teary gaze. Her brown eyes held worry as she looked at me. 

"Momma" I cried.

She quickly got to her knees and pulled me to her chest as I cried. Her arms wrapped around me in a warm hug and she gently swayed me side to side trying to comfort me.

"Oh my baby" She said in to my hair as I let all my frustrations out in her chest. "It's okay. Momma's here."

I pulled away from her and looked in to her eyes.

"Why am I so different" I sniffed.

Her eyes held sympathy and understanding as she thought over my question.

"You are not different Alessandro. You are just like everyone else here."

"Then why doesn't anyone like me. They call me a monster because of what my father did."

Rage filled her eyes but still held a softness to them. She pulled me to her chest again and held me tightly.

"They don't know anything Alessandro. You are not a monster. Lorenzo may be your biological father but he is not your true father. You know Zephania loves you. You were raised to be good my son. Don't let anybody else tell you other wise. Am I understood?"

I nodded my head. I wanted to know a little bit more about Lorenzo Martini, my biological father. Why did he go psycho on everyone? Then I remember what he did to mom. I only know minor details of what truly happened to my mother but I know there are some things she left out when she was explaining. Even grandma had her head turned trying to hide the tears.

"Sasha?"

Mom and I turned and spotted dad coming out with Christian trailing behind him. Christian looks so much like dad that sometimes I get jealous because it makes it that much easier to tell that I am not biologically related to him. Christian is about two years younger than me. Then there is Alice who was born a year after Christian. Now mom is pregnant again with kid number four.

"Is everything alright?" He asked in worry. 

He looked at me with tender eyes that I couldn't help but look away.

"Yeah" mom said standing up pulling me with her.

"Alessandro?" He called me. I find the courage to look up at him. "Are you okay son?"

My heart leaped as he called me son. I know he is not blood but he is my father no matter what. He was the one who raised me for thirteen years. Lorenzo Martini is nothing to me. I swear I will never turn in to that monster. I am not a monster. I am Alessandro Abrahms, son of Zephania and Sasha Abrahms. This is my home and I will protect it, even if I never become an alpha like I am suppose to.

"Yeah, dad. Everything in fine"

Hey everyone. I finally made an epilogue. I know it has been a very long time but I have been way to busy with school and other things that I won't get in to. I really hope you like this especially since it is in Alessandro's point of view. Thank you so much for all the support you guys have given, it really means a lot. I hope you guys have a wonderful summer and who knows I might make a second book about Alessandro ;)

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