Wicked Intentions

Prologue

"I'm not a child any more! I don't want to hide! I want a normal life! This-" I gesture around me, "This is imprisonment!"

"Wither! Calm down-"

"No mom! I can't do this any more!"

"Wither Right! Don't you dare walk out on your mother and I! You will listen to me!" I stop in my tracks at my fathers words, my fingers barely touching the knob of the front door.

"I won't listen to you any more father" I spat out, "I don't care if you're the Alpha of this pack, I don't care that you're my dad! You've kept me in a cage my whole life-"

"It was for your protection!" My mother screamed, above the tears that snake her ageing face and the choking, body racking sobs. Her raven black hair, littering her back with soft curls lingering at the bottom, so similar to my own strawberry blonde locks; I cringe at the sadness that lies within her green eyes, I love my mother... but I can't do this any more.

"From what?! I don't have friends because of you! I don't go to school because of you! I have no life, because of you!" My fists are balled, my eyes flashing an odd -dark purple with flecks of gold littering their depths- instead of the black that my father's eyes now show. I knew I wasn't like them, I knew they were protecting me; but they've kept me in the dark for 16 years! I didn't know what I was, I didn't know who I was and I didn't know how I could change into something more than a wolf... because of them. I was tired of it, I needed answers.

"You will not leave this house! I am your Alpha!"

"That's the thing Dad, that's all you are to me! When have you ever been there for me, for you're daughter and not just one of you're bloody pack mates?!" I saw hurt flash through his eyes and if I wasn't so angry... maybe, just maybe; I wouldn't have left. Maybe I could have prevented the attack from happening, or maybe I could have told my mother and father that I loved them once more. If I was lucky, I could have hugged them one last time...

But I didn't! I fucking didn't! I let them die, I watched from the tree line as the wolves that I would soon call my own fought against the pack that brought nightmares to the pups within the small pack that surrounded them. The pack that brought hell to the surface of earth...

The Gargoyle Pack.

It was then, in the time that I watch my pack members die, watch the life drain from the eyes of those I was supposed to protect, that I was paralysed for the first time in my life. I couldn't move, I couldn't breathe...

All I could do... was watch.