Alpha Erik

Childhood

I'm Violet Boyer, the daughter of the beta of the Black Cloud pack. My dad(the beta) is Jason Boyer, my mom is Susan Harper. When I was growing up my mom and my dad fought everyday. On my 17th birthday party we had everything perfect, even my mom and dad weren't fighting. Everyone from the small pack of 150 came over to our little hut to celebrate me first shifting. Of course my birthday fell on a full moon so it was perfect for me shifting. I started feeling nervous when my best friend Jillian came over and gave me a hug. She was 14 but her birthday was a month from mine. She too would soon go through the pain that I had to endure this night.

Except for my dad and my mom had other plans. My mom and dad were having a heated discussion over the cake. Yes I know fighting over cake. But the heated discussion soon turned into yelling. They took it inside but with our hearing we still heard it all. We all became silent, ease-dropping on their fight, but all too soon the fighting stopped with one last statement. "I never wanted to mate you! I reject you and your stupid daughter!!"

I felt all the happiness I was feeling earlier slowly drain out of me. Everyone around me looked at me with pity expressions. I couldn't take it no more, I took off running into the house holding back all my tears. When I got inside I found my mom laying on the floor barely breathing with my father standing over her. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?!?!?" I screamed as I slid next to my mom. I looked up at him to see him smiling. I couldn't take it no more. I shot up from the ground hooking onto his shoulders. He fell backwards while I planted my feet on his stomach. He landed hard (he was 6'3 and very muscular) smacking his head against the tile floor. Right before he fell I made sure to jump in the air keeping my feet in place so when I landed on him I landed hard. He let out a deep grunt and growled when he looked at me. I stared him down with just my eyes. He knew I could take him, all the times we would wrestle and he'd accidentally break one of my bones I would make sure that he felt the same pain as I did.

He looked at me for a minute and then smiled. "Why are you smiling???" I asked, anger laced on every word. "You. You are just as strong and beautiful as I hoped you would. I'm sorry you and your mom have to leave this pack. I can't stand being around her, at least being in the same pack. You'll be strong enough to take care of her." He didn't even seemed bother by rejecting his mate. I stood off him shaking in anger and grief. I walked to my bedroom and packed my things into my book bag. Even the small turtle trinket my dad got me.

As I was coming back to the living room my mom wasn't there anymore. I raced up the stares into their room which was the only room upstairs. I opened the door to find my mom sobbing while packing her things. I was hugging her in a second. She sobbed even harder and gripped my shirt for dear life. I asked her in a very gentle voice, "Mom where are we going to go?" She looked up at me with her beautiful sapphire eyes. "We are going to try the Green Land Pack....it's a few days from here driving."

"A few days??" I asked in utter disbelief. She gave me the saddest look I have ever seen her make. She looked down and just nodded her head. Great. I lose my friends, my home, my father, my pack. I couldn't do this. I needed air. "I'll be outside whenever you're ready." I said before walked down the stairs and out the back door. I'm not going to lie. I'm not going to miss this place. Everyone was scared of me, only because I broke a kids arm when he tried to take away my toy in 2nd grade. I got talked about but no one ever said anything to my face. No one even talked to be, well besides Jillian.

As I stepped outside the setting sun said hello by shinning right into my eyes. I looked around to see everyone gone. Even my dad. Even Jillian. I was alone. Alone with a broken heart widow. Me and my mom never had a connection. I'm actually surprised she hasn't abandoned me. With all of this going on, I don't see how she will want to see me. I am just a reminder of the mate she lost.