*BEEP BEEP BEE-smashes alarm clock.* Well I probably shouldn't have done that-but I mean can you blame me it's 3 AM. At this point my alarm is just mocking me because it knows I'd much rather stay laying in my bed. My tired feet touch the cold floors, creaking along the way. "Please just five more minutes! I swear I won't be any longer!" My wolf Elena says pouting. "I know you don't want to be up but trust me neither do I, let's just take things one task at a time,yeah? Let's try to be positive today!" Elena pouts muttering, "FINE..but I was having a really good dream." Knowing my sweet but stupid wolf I laugh asking, "Did it involve food?" while putting my long black curls in a bun. "..." Elena stays quiet, knowing I was right. Ahh finally some quiet to get ready. I change out of my night shirt and grab a large hoodie and leggings. I begin to change but catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. Looking back at me I see a broken girl, bruises coating her arms, scars decorating her back and a sadness struck in her blue eyes. She is me, but I don't want to be her.. I just want things to be back to the way they were. Before the accident. Elana sighs "I'm sorry...I'm sorry I wasn't there for you yet. I know your parents wouldn't want you to be thinking this way, they'd want you to love yourself and not to blame yourself for something you couldn't have stopped!" I guess she's right but..that's not what everyone else thinks.
*Flashback*
I was riding my fathers back in his wolf form giggling "Faster daddy! Faster!" . My mother just chuckled as my father gave a wolfy grin, picking up the speed. Mother lifted her head out of her book to stand, sniffing the air to look to my father, eyes wide with fear. Looking into the forrest I could see a pack of rogues. "Take Amalie and run to the pack the Alpha will protect you."my father shouted to my mother, now in his human form handing me to her. My mother whimpered, "You're his beta he needs you,Amalie needs you..I need you." she said with tears rolling down her face holding me tight. I looked back to see my father too crying but wiping away mothers tears to say,"All of this is true,but right now Amalie needs you.Please just get her safe!!" he yelled running towards the pack shifting into his wolf form. Mother threw me on her back,shifting and running north towards the pack house. I cried gripping to her auburn fur. A rogue came out of nowhere and jumped onto my mother biting onto my shoulder to grab me. "Mommy help!!" I cried rolling to the ground. I look up to see my mother, roughly the same size as the rouge growling and circling him. She looks at me motioning me to run, with tears in her blue eyes. I run away fumbling towards our pack house about 500 feet away crying for help. The sound of my heart pounding in my ears, till a sound much louder fills my ears. SNAP..the sound of my mother's neck. I trip and lay limp as the rouge leaps to attack my bloodied body, and tear stained face. I was frozen. I couldn't move,why should I? My mother and father are both gone if they're gone how am I supposed to live on? I lay waiting for my death but instead hear a low, mighty growl and the sound of a body being thrown. I open my eyes to see a large silver wolf over my shaking body. The alpha. He brings me into the house that I thought of as safe and home, to discover a den of devils. The next day the pack blamed me, for the loss of their beta and best female fighter. The elders decided from that day, I would be treated as the pack slave to makeup for the loss of my parents important roles in the pack. It was my fault..I asked to play near the Abandoned Forrest. Such a selfish and stupid request. All of this had happened,on my fifth birthday.Authors Note:
Hello everyone! I had NO clue that anyone even read this story but am so delighted in the interest of sparked in people! As I haven't touched this story in 4 stories I decided to add some changes to the plot and while it will be a little bit more mature I will still keep humor a big part of it in the coming chapters! Thank you so much for the support!!
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The Alpha Kings Mate
MizahThis is the story of Amalie,also known as Amy. The shy but sassy 17 year old werewolf who has the attention span of a goldfish. Rejected and abused by her pack after her parents death Amy has not so anxiously awaiting her 18th birthday, where she wi...