She's my True Alpha[MAJOR EDITING]

Chapter 23, Carlin

Keeyln's Pov

*Knock Knock*

"What!" I yelled to whoever is on the other side of the door.

Nyla slowly peeked in hesitantly. She looked around before allowing me to see another figure followed behind her.

It's a boy about fifteen or fourteen, average height, and muscle. He has curly light brown hair, lighter then dark carmel skin, and the lightest brown eyes. His features the same as Gail just the opposite colors.

"Nyla who is this?"

"This is Carlin,"

"Where do you come from boy?" The boy took a step forward bowing, he knows a thing or two about respect. That I like.

"I'm from a small pack across the woods, they were bombed by your people. I was an orphan anyways, my mom is dead and I haven't found my father yet,"

A little light glistened in my heart sparking my soft spot for orphans and refugees to life. I nod once.

"Nyla leave us," I wave her off.

"But-" She tries before I send her a hard glare at her disobedience. She nods shamefully leaving.

"Sit, Carlin." I point to my kings chair lined up at my desk. No one has ever sat here besides me. But at once, everything is a line of tests. He nods sitting comfortably in the chair like it was made for him. "Now Carlin, can you fight?"

"Sorta," I scoff at his response. He has physical strength but mentally he's too sweet, in confident, humble, and too quick to trust.

"Carlin, can you or can you not fight?"

"Yes," He re answers a bit more confidently.

"Where did you come from?"

He shook his head, "As I mentioned a small pack  just north..."

"I mean why are you here!"

I could see a sweat drip from his forhead. His pupils dilated. I could tell her was honest, but not revealing. Good. "I'm looking for my father. I've been asking around looking for clue for months. A man led me here. But he betrayed me, he stabbed me and took my fathers necklace. I don't remember so patched me up or how I got here, just Nyla. She's been kind to me."

"Nyla? Do you you trust her?"

"I don't know her." I snickered. She's done all that and he doesn't trust her. That fourteen year old must has motive. "...but alas I dont have any money, I don't come from a wealthy family so get looking at for me could only be pure if intention.

I shake my head. "You  had it right the first time. Don't trust anyone."

"You don't trust anyone?"

The bracelet on my wrist, I don't remember where it's from or who got it for me. I just remember always wearing it and never taking it off. I fiddle with it from time to time. "I do."

The boys looks confused. He doesn't quite now what to say soo I continue.

"I want you to be my beta. To stand beside me in war, to be the next alpha. I see something in you and I think your fit to be a king," I circle around him.

"But I wasn't born an Alpha," He certainly will be toughened up due to his lack of confidence and sweetness in his voice.

"That means you'll have to earn the title, kill an Alpha," The boy nods mostly reassuring himself. "Come, I'll show you your room," I guide him down a hallway stopping at the last red door at the very end. The old kings room for Thanos. "Your not an orphan Carlin, your a prince. You'll get nothing short of a kings room,"

His mouth dropped in awe as mines did as I watched him venture into the room holding cool gadgets and weapons. The walls are blue and black with a linen of red and the biggest bed ever. For reasons I cant tell I've made the bed into a fun trampoline bed.

Carlin hops on the bed and jumps eagerly realizing it has a pounce. I watch him for awhile before shutting the door closed, letting him have his fun.

All my life in someone's eyes I've been seen as a devil or I always had to carry baggage. To this boy I could be an angel, he knows nothing about me and when he finally learns he'll already think so highly of me.

I will teach him all the things my parents taught me and more. I will turn him into a warrior standing beside me in war and every battle like no one else has.

He's now Carlin, hier to the throne. Since I don't quite know his full name.

As I walk down the lengthy hallway, opposite of Carlins room I conviently bump into Nyla. She crossed her arms like the sassy diva she is.

"Did you kill him, too? Or is he in a coma?" I'm taken aback by her smart comment.

"Just for that don't eat for the rest of the day," I told her walking down the mansion.

"But it's only noonnn," She wined following behind me.

I send a smirk to myself at the annoying child. Over the past months Nyla has kind of had to lean on me, she acts much like a pesky teenage daughter I never wanted. She hates me, I hate her. She has no one else. I.

I'm still in my twenties anyway. I've got time.

"Stop your whining and tell your father to stop trying to change me," She stopped in her tracks knowing exactly what I was talking about before pacing after me again.

"We need to speak!" A nurse rushes up to me.

"Nyla go!" I tell her trying to conceal the urgent information.

"I want to know," She sassed.

"Go!" I yell before she obeys. "What is it nurse?"

"It appears Gail's condition has worsened. His wolf instincts to heal were ruptured by the stab wound to the heart and the coma treatment isn't going to last any longer. It's time to unplug the computers, his body just isn't capable of healing itself,"

I nod knowingly.

"Okay, then I'll plan to have taken him out of the coma and have his body to the cemetery by noon tomorrow," She nods to spread the word of my order.

I'm not sad, just disappointed I'd had faith that he would survive. Clearly he wasn't worthy of my faith.

Shes pulling the plug on Gail!! What?

Can she do that?

Are you happy she's taken a liking to Carlin. Where is Marcos? Who's starting to dig Nyla and Keeyln's relationship?

Tell me your ships for a possible outcome:

Kail = Keeyln + Gail

Marlyn = Marcos + Keeyln

Kincy= Quincy + Keeyln

Carla = Carlin + Nyla

Help me with those ships. These set of names are harder. I need to introduce minor characters so tell me names.

Xoxo, Reese