She's my True Alpha[MAJOR EDITING]

Chapter 9.5, I see you

Part two of the memory: Edited

He pulled me guiding me into a cave while rain danced into our heads. The cave had paintings obviously made from fruit all over them. Berries and starfruit made for good paint. It seemed to be his spot, somewhere special to him.

"I have to tell him. He'll help us,"

Without question I disregarded what he said knowing no one would help a killer. Not only did I want to kill, but I had the power to do it, along with the nerve.

"We'll have to wait out here," He sighed. Why was this boy helping me? Did he really believe I didn't hurt those women? Er I mean kill those women. My own kind, the ones I'm supposed to stick with.

All my life I had to keep quiet and bow to men to go unnoticed. Let them touch me so they wouldn't find me out. No more.

In that moment I realized my life could be over before it has begun so I'm gonna live with the same gratitude, appreciation, and satisfaction they gave me. None.

"Boy, why have you taken me here? To turn me in?" I growled.

I lost hope, hope that anyone could believe in me or maybe I merely felt like I didn't want hope, that I didn't need it because I'd lost hope in myself.

"No I-"

"You sought out to see what happen with my parents, huh?"

"No I-"

"Then. Why. Are. You. Here?" I stood up with anger boiling in me.

'He can't have good motives!' I thought. All my life I was taught to seek out those who wanted to help and those who wanted to hurt me.

But the knowledge my parents gave me was overrun by paranoia and hurt. I growled once more when he didn't answer, claws growing in where my nails used to be. Tadashi tried to summon me but I cut him off like always, theres no way he'll see my eyes.

"Listen Keelyn, calm down," Marcos took steps toward me trying to calm to to make sure I wouldn't attack. "I can take you to him," My nails instantly drew in. Who?

"Who is this him?" I demanded my curiosity overwhelming my anger.

"The alphas son, Quincy," His name rung in my ears. We were only children but still I always dreamed of how he would look. I was never able to meet the alphas son. My parents feared because he'd be able to sense out another alpha, younger wolves payed more attention than older ones.

The king doesn't have kids belief and passion, he'd probably think he was sensing his son or another pack through the woods. I have seen the alpha from afar and he was young and handsome, but he had a son and too old for my eight year old mind.

"Q-qui--quincy," I tried saying his accented name. "Well then I wish to see him. And who is he to you?" I regained my demanding tone. I tried to stand as tall as my little boy would allow me. Marcos was strong and hollow, but mostly patient. He didn't get upset at my vigilance.

"He's my brother." The king had another son!? Marcos is obviously older looking to be 14 while I was 11. Seeing the look on my face he began to clarify. "I live in the queens kingdom or importantly the soon to be alpha of the all queens kingdom,"

There's a queen? Having missed out on life there was so much I didn't know. My parents kept so many secrets from me. They kept me in a bubble.

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"Shes right this way, brother," I hear Marcos's voice eco outside the cave. A breeze of coconut and star fruit entered.

"You took her, here to your place. I've never even been in here." I could hear them hitting each other and laughing, they sounded close.

Two boys entered to cave once more staring my body down. "What's that smell?"

"Oh our mother lives in a coconut feild and they also grits Starfruits. We could bring you some, if you want."

I wiped the drop of blood still trailing down my mouth.

"What? I had to go hunting." They'd probably thought I killed someone. Again. Suspicion rose. Their faces puzzled before regaining confusion again.

"You can hunt?"

"Yes. Can't everyone?" My question was shooken off by the notice of another boy standing beside Marcos. He didn't look like a werewolf prince, just a boy. Yet he was still as handsome and slightly as shiny as Marcos.

"I'll talk to her alone," The boy dismissed Marcos. He left quietly. The boy sits on a log beside me. "I'm Quincy son of Thanos. I want to help you as much as I can," He looked at me but something told me he didn't want to buy what I was selling.

"You don't believe me?" Id observed that just from the few words he'd already spoken.

"No. I do think you killed that pack," He said. His face was so pretty and stern. His lips fell into a line. My mouth trembled.

"No, I mean with my parents," I sighed looking at my feet. I knew he wouldn't believe me with his nerve to be alpha overpowering his innocence to believe another kid, unlike Marcos.

"Listen carefully Keeyln, we are only kids...werewolf kids and some of us make the mistake of using our power for bad. I still don't know how you were able to take out a whole pack but you did. You shouldn't even have turned this early. I haven't even gotten my wolf. You can be forgiven , i know you can. And maybe this wont matter but maybe it'll help you later,"

"And what is that?"

"I believe in you. Mercy is not weak, killing someone is easy but finding the strength to not, is hard. You have power use it for good,"

"You're so good. And super pretty. You'll be a leader soon. I think it's too late for me."

He titled his head. I knew he'd never heard that before. Any of it. Also no one told me it was werid to call an alpha "super pretty".

Before he could answer our conversation timed up due to a scream. We didn't hesitate and.ran outside the cave in search. I let a welp escape my lips.

"He's gone!"

What do you think happened to Marcos? Do you think he was ever found?

I want you to comment any suggestions only here! Or else I wont read.

Keelyn is played by chantel jeffries and Quincy by Quincy brown and Marcos by i dont know yet. Use your imagination.

Xoxo, Reese