Daughter of the Alphas

Chapter Eighteen.

A/N: So I got a job as a Waitress with this really fancy resturant and I start this weekend, not even started yet and I already have monster graveyard hours. I'm not sure how I'm gonna cope with all these hours PLUS school! OMG! And my wrist/thumb area is badly  stuffed and out of action due to the sports I play, so heads up coz I may not update every second day :o

Masyn P.O.V

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I told them everything from coming back from the mall only to be stopped by Callium and his friends to Morgan telling us to go then to coming back here and lashing out.

Dad, Lukin and Tim stood there, faces blank except for Mom. She was seething in her seat.

Dad nodded his head. "Now the rest darling." he said softly.

A large lump formed in my throat and my tongue felt heavy. I glanced at Morgan who nodded once in encouragement.

I drew in air from my nose and exhaled. "I'm not sure how to explain it." I tell him truthfully. "When we got home, something felt weird; like bad happened or something. I asked Phill and Bruce where Morgan was but they didn't answer me and that weird feeling grew stronger nd heavier, I felt like I was beginning to suffocate."

Tears strarted down my cheeks but I continued. "I didn't mean to do it but...I don't know? It's like something in me snapped and I had to get to Morgan, I needed to see him." Sobs choked at me and I had to stop for a minute.

"Take your time sweetie." Mom said, dragging a chair next to me and rubbed my back soothingly.

After a while I regained some self-control and spoke up again. "I was worried sick as you'd know and I was scared. I was...I was fading. Like something was taking over and I didn't have most of my control. I guess you say it felt like I was fighting for control with a wolf but not? If that makes any sense? Anyways, I just snapped and acted upon it hence the incident with Phill and Bruce. Then...then I ran and went downstairs and found Morgan in the..." I started sobbing again, I couldn't help it. "He was laying on the table, thw life slashed out of him. He was gone. The doctors confirmed what I had feared. Morgan was...d-dead." The last word pained me and tears rolled down uncontrolably.

"Do you want a moment?" Morgan whispered.

I looked at him through the tears and shook my head. "I don't know what came over me but I think that when I get angry or upset, I seem to lose control and people get hurt. It's not the first time that it happened. The first time was when I broke Callium Noel's nose."

"Ahh yes, that little mother fucker." Lukin pushed off the wall. "He'll be in juvenile detention. He'll be charged with attempted murder."

I gaped at the large guy in front of me. "What?"

"Yep! We couldn't really charge him with first degree murder coz well, the victum is standing right here." Lukin gestured to Morgan. "He's alive. We can't go telling people that a kid who was elegedly stabbed to death has been magically raised from the dead, which in our case is legit true but that's all we can do from now on. When the little bastard turns eighteen he'll be transferred to the area prison in the city where he'll serve a total of twenty years without bail."

"Oh my god!" I gasped.

"Masy, that was the easy way because if it were up to me he'd be down in the cells answering to me for rest of his ugly damn life!" he spat. "Tim said that it'll be better than taking his life straight off."

"What about his parents?"

"They agreed to the charges." Dad said.

"Cassi?"