She's my True Alpha[MAJOR EDITING]

Chapter 36, Day of the Dead

I admired her as soon as she picked up the gun. And in a flash the admiration was swept away when she misses. She misses my body, or what should have been my body. Why wasn't it? Everything went in slow motion when I turned to see Him.

A body dropped at precisely 10:45 P.m October 31, the day of the dead.

It's no longer a day I celebrate but now a day I mourn.

A gasp exits my lips when he lets out his last blasting dying howl. The body falls to the floor, in that last moment of life the body transformed leaving a ginger wolf lifeless on the floor. There's no accidental miss, or healing, he's just dead. A lifeless animal for no one to care about.

I scream, I scream so loud I can't hear myself. I screamed for all those times I remained quiet, for all those times I remained action-less, for all those times I hurt people only because I knew they would still care, for all those times I wanted something so badly and got it and still remained feeling empty, I now scream realizing I can't move.

What's wrong with me?

He is dead and I can't move. He came in here to tell me something and died! All I have to say for his death is that I couldn't move! Killing this bitch of a sister would be a great way to show I care for him. But is that what he'd want? A dead sister and me forever in darkness. Because at this point nothing can bring me back.

Not the wolf lying on the floor, not my rejected mate, not my long lost friend, and certainly not this weak ass blood flowing in my veins. I have no one. Nothing.

Then that jolt of energy strikes in me, telling me I still have something to live for.

Everyone shock overwhelming my sight as everyone begins rushing in yo see the sight.

But none of that is important. Not the scared faces or even the pity ones. Only them. Without thinking I jump out of my bed rushing over to Nyla and Carlin.

Maybe my life would have turned around if someone would have stop trying to fix me and talk to me when my parents died and just held me. I grab Carlin's unreadable head and Nyla's stunned head bringing it into my shoulders.

"Don't be strong. Just cry," I tell them. Because that's the only thing someone did say right to me, Marcos. The person I dragged and the mud and betrayed numerous of times and the only person that knows that I'm to far gone. He's smart enough to know enough is enough when it comes to getting hurt by me. He's too strong to let himself be killed over and over by me.

Carlin's unreadable expression turns into sobs and Nyla just cries, it's probably been awhile since she's done it.

I took Nyla's father from her when she was only ten then I nearly killed him at fourteen. She should hate me, but she inherited the Thyroid heart that can't stop loving even if means to kill. The only difference is this time I didn't take Carlin's father. My sister did.

Count on a Greene to make a deadly mistake.

I look up to see a scared Keely drop her gun backing into the wall scared at what she'd done, just watching the wolf body being taken away. Today, everyone has lost something, a piece of themselves.

Quincy and Marcos stand in the door way alerted. I look down at Carlin and Nyla in my hands then my sister. I have them, there my family.

Quincy nods knowing what I need to do. He walks over to us taking the kids away, even through there struggling arms that reach for me.

I rise from the cold ground. I whisper something in Cynthia's, the pack doctors ear and she nods. With each step I take I feel as if I've stopped a million hearts.

"Keely," I say nice and soft.

Her tears stream and her mouth trembles. "Y-yes?" She lets out through sobs. The orphan girl truly has never taken a life. Imagine what taking a life of someone you love would do. I took his life the moment I told him he couldn't save me.

"I'm your sister," I tell her as calm as I can.

"Wa-w-what?" She stuttered.

"I'm your sister. Our parents died and they took the baby out the body, you were premature. I didn't remember. My mind blocked out the traumatizing experience or else I'd be completely fucked up,"

Her faces eases up then more tears streams out. "I killed him," She stares at the dead wolf man. "You cared about him didn't you?"

"Yes, and that's why I won't kill you. I've hurt people I loved but I don't kill them. I'll just test there love, there strength," I tell her trying to sound as soothing as I can.

"How?"

"I stab them,"

"Will it hurt?" She asks wiping her nose clean trying to regain strength and posture. "It doesn't matter. I deserve to be hurt,"

In perfect time the doctor arrives and hands me just what I ordered leaving back out quietly. "I know this isn't how I'd picture us meeting and all. But I care for you, little sister,"

"I care for-" She starts before blood leaves her mouth.

I rip out the sword with a set of copper twins one killing the other. Keely holds her side and her strength refuses to let her fall to the ground. She even stands up somewhat straighter as her eyes flicker from her to he wolf.

I bet those little fuckers didn't find that hidden in my book. I knew about my sister from the chip Nyla gave me and even where she was located. Carlos's Orphanage.

"I deserved that," She says. I nod. I know. I then wrap my arm around her waist and lead her out onto a battle field.

No, war still isn't over. I have my pack to defeat and later The Thyroids.

Hey babies. Ya miss me? Nope?

Ya mad I killed Gail for good?

Well tuff shit he's dead and I anit bringing him back...I'm sooo sorry after writing that I still have Keeyln's evil mind.

Carlin fans

Quincy and Keeyln shippers? I need there ship name

Kail is gone. And I'm sorry there relationship is officially over.

Xoxo, Reese