Andy's POV
My name is Andy Fowler, I'm sixteen and I used to live in Manchester but out of the blue my mum decided to move us to London. It's only ever been my mum and me we protected each other and that's how it was always been. I never met my dad, he died when I was a baby and I was too young to remember him.
My mother has never liked moving, she always said she could feel my dad's presence in the house, almost as if he was still there, protecting us. So you can imagine my surprise when I hear about her wanting us to move to London.
In all honesty I wasn't complaining, don't get me wrong Manchester was a great place it was always a safe home but the line between boring and safe became awfully thin. I couldn't help but want an adventure something more to life than homework and after school clubs.
The new house was a cabin somewhere in the woods, it had gorgeous golden brown walls made of logs, the area had a small lake just a few steps away from the house.
The trees were big and glorious you could feel the life they carried in them, the huge beautiful trees trunks intertwined with each other, the strong essences of green leaves that decorated the trees so beautifully. In the city you could never get anything even close to the beauty that this area had possessed.
Every instinct of mine was urging me to go deeper into the woods, it felt as if something was pulling me there so of course I did.
It was darker and scarier, the leaves were such a dark shade of green it resembled to a black icky tar. But I still ventured through. It came to the point where I couldn't see what was in front of me, it was then I realised I should head back home, but before I turned around I heard a deep bone chilling growl that shocked me to my core.
I looked behind me ever so slowly. I was met with the darkest shade of red eyes and wolf the size of a human. I froze. My heart beating faster as he just stared. My brain scrambled as I tried to come up with a solution. I could feel the sweat on my palms begin to spread around my body.
I could only think of one thing, it seemed stupid to work but I remember reading it in a werewolf book.
I got on both knees and kept my head in my hands, bowing to the great creature before me to show my submission and that I didn't want any harm. I could hear it come closer. My heart beat increased. My breath grew short with every step it took, until it was in front of me. It started to sniff me until i amused it understood I never wanted any harm.
I looked up and i could see the exquisite creature in all its glory. He had black luscious hair, it looked so soft I put my hand out and it sat it's noes in my palm, a few seconds passed and I allowed my hand to move slowly up to his fur. It was softer than any pillow, it smelled greater than any flower, and it looked more beautiful than anything the world could offer.
I stood up and just stared at it, lost in those mesmerising eyes until my phone blared out breaking the connection from me as it decided to run in the deep dark woods.
I answered my phone to see my mother calling me to come back to the cabin we now called home.
Even as I sat at the dinner table eating with my mother my mind kept traveling around the thought of the wolf, for instance how it was the same size as me or how a wild wolf didn't hurt me, my first thought was that the wolf was a scientific research it explained the size and how tame it was towards me however that explanation just wouldn't sit with me.
"Sweetie are you okay you haven't even touched your food" my mum said taking me out of my trance.
"Umm" I said unable to answer her, thinking about telling her about this morning but knowing she'd never believe me.
"Is it about tomorrow?" I sighed giving in to her, letting her think what she wanted. I nodded agreeing before playing with my food again with my fork.
"Aww baby, it's not gonna be the same you know I'll be here if it ever gets too much okay?" I got up out of my seat excusing myself to go get ready for bed.
At my last school, I was bullied a lot at first it was because I never had a father, but as I grew up I learnt more about my self and my preferences. For example I like wearing nail polish, it wasn't till I was old enough to watch titanic that I realised I was into guys.
I was too anti social to ever make friends so I never had anyone to protect me from bullies. I learnt the hard way that I was the only friend I needed and soon that was enough for me.
As I was getting ready for my bed my mother knocked on the door handing me my medication, I tend to get antsy very easily it helps me control it I've taken it since I was young they seem to help.
But nothing could help for tomorrow my heart was beating out of my heart so much I couldn't sleep, tossing and turning all night until the sun started leaking through the curtains making me wanna scream to the world but I got up and got ready non the less.
It was seven in the morning and I heard the birds chirping and the small forest animals scatter around outside, these sounds could never compare to the city. Something about nature had always made me love it, another reason why I was happy about moving.
"Baby you ready for school?" I looked at my mum nodding my head as I grabbed my backpack slinging it over my shoulder.
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I was working through the halls trying to find my class when I was interrupted by two bulk ish guys standing in my way. Fear coursing through my veins as I thought of my last school.
"Where do you think youre going ?" I tried walking around them but they were too fast and strong pushing me to the floor. Before they could do anything a powerful voice shuttered through the halls making them both back off and run.
"Are you okay" I looked at the God before me, his beautiful Brown eyes staring right into mine. He slightly tanned and had the most amazing smile I ever did see.
"You're new right?" I nodded my head not trusting my voice at all. He took my schedule softly out of my hands directing me where to go.
"Thank you" I whispered so quietly I didn't even think it was audible however he responded before walking away.
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