Playful Mind (boyxboy)

Chapter One- Fool

It's been two years and we're still searching for a new Alpha.

To say I wasn't still pissed about being useless in the pack now would be a lie.

I was two years' worth of pissed, and many more to come.

All my life (more like since I was adopted) I was being trained and pampered into the perfect Alpha, and now, low and behold, I'm not even close to being a Beta even. It was a low blow and after two years, the pain and anger was still very much present.

"Maybe we can make Allister the Alpha anyway and just keep it in the pack that he doesn't have the gene," I had been eavesdropping on my parents' conversations for a little over two weeks now. Well, technically it wasn't really eavesdropping, seeing as I was lying on my bed and using my werewolf hearing to listen as they talked in their room down the hall.

That wasn't eavesdropping, right?

I didn't really care if it was. They never told me anything anyway, so this was the only way I could find stuff out. I had stopped talking to them, putting up a quiet front for everyone. I never talked; I was always keeping to myself. It was only when I was with my cousins or by myself that I acted normal.

And yeah, I know you're probably like, "Wow, he's being a little harsh to his parents," but no. I'm not. They gave up on me. The minute they found out I wasn't Alpha material; they automatically started training for a new Alpha the next day. Like, who does that!? I heard footsteps coming to my room, so I shut off my thoughts and sat up just as the door flew open and two angry parents stormed in.

"What the hell is this call I get from Roy McGomery's parents telling me he's in the hospital because of you?" Papa yelled and I gave him a dry look as I mentally slapped myself. I completely forgot about what happened with Roy after our fifth date. We were dating, but after what he did, we definitely weren't anymore. As if his injury wasn't an example enough.

"He called me names," I shrugged and Papa looked absolutely livid.

"So you break his arm!?" He yelled and I shrugged again.

"He called me a fag and said I was just a bet, so yeah, I broke his arm," I said dismissively. It was old news. I did that two days ago and they were just now calling my parents about it? I was over with the whole thing an hour after it happened.

"Are you okay? I'm sorry Roy wasn't who you thought he was," my Dad said sincerely and I just looked at him before shrugging. He sighed and looked at Papa, who still looked pissed, but not as much as he was earlier.

"You need to get your ass off your shoulders. It's been two years, you should have realized when it was guessed earlier that you might not be Alpha," Papa grumbled and I just gave him a deadpan look.

"Maybe if you two weren't keeping secrets from me, I wouldn't be this way, did you ever think of that?" Papa looked like he was about to blow and Dad quickly started to calm him. I narrowed my eyes at them, finding myself getting irritated. I got up and walked towards the door.

"I wish you guys had never adopted me," I threw over my shoulder and left the room. As I walked to the front door, people were bowing and greeting me and making me more pissed off. I wasn't Alpha! Stop bowing to me like I was royalty! I grabbed the keys to the garage and made my way out of the house and towards it.

When I first got here, they were the process of building it and now it was finished and filled with the vehicles of pack members. It was about the size of an airport terminal, but had to be to accommodate for all of the vehicles. Once inside, I walked to my silver Honda Civic and climbed in, starting the engine and racing out of the building. As I drove by the pack house, I saw my parents walking outside, so I picked up speed and raced out of the front gates and into town.