The Howl Of Claim

I | Sorridere

I | F r e y a  R u t h
Sorridere ( s m i l e )

"You should never change yourself for anyone, Alpha Ruth. You should value your morals and do what is best for your pack. You should own your position." My therapist tells me.

I sigh and gulp another sip of water. Why do I need a therapist again?

Because my Gamma thinks that people's words have affected me over the years about my title, because I have been hell-bent on proving them wrong and not caring about my mental health.

He says that I am still immature.

I mean, okay, I did not have enough time to be prepared for what was being thrown at me, and I did make some irrational decisions, but I did not need a therapist.

"I will see you in our next session," I say instead of giving him a proper closure and stand up after placing the glass back on the oak table and left.

I shut the door quietly behind me.

I was just troubled about the ball tonight - thus seeking my therapist. Every Alpha and Luna will be there with their second and third in command.

Not that I am scared or anything; however, something continues to nag my wolf and me, and it tells me that I should not go . . . But if I don't go, other Alphas will again raise their fingers at me.

And that sucks.

It's stupid when the Male Alphas raise their fingers at me for being the only Female Alpha.

It bruises my ego, but it must bruise their ego because a female has brought her pack to the second rank.

My pack, AshenWoods, is the second rank.

And maybe I have let it get to my head.

I reach my room and begin to get ready reluctantly. I cannot have people pointing fingers anymore at the pack I have worked so hard to raise to the second-best.

I cannot have them looking down at my pack.

But that is still not enough for those bastards. Still not enough.

I pull on the white, velvet dress which complimented my very long ginger hair and bright blue eyes. I pulled on some silver stilettoes and did my makeup.

Since I was a female Alpha - I am constantly judged - I had to always be on my best behavior, and best dressed whenever in someone's company from a different pack.

There had been very few Alphas that had taken me head-on like the Alpha I was - I was not sure about Alpha Alexander, though, who was on the first rank. He, without a doubt, tried to woo me every time he noticed me - and I additionally did not prefer to wait for the day when everyone realizes that This female has rightfully taken her title.

"I lacked something in myself due to which I never got to the top with my pack," I was told this by an elder when my pack climbed up, and I still remember it.

After an hour, I was ready.

"Beta and Gamma, report to the vehicle," I say through my mind link as I get nearer to the vehicle myself.

My Gamma and Beta are both mysterious, but that's what makes them more of a challenge to other packs. As far as I know, they have secret identities that only my father knew - the Alpha before me.

They both have supported me the most.

The cold air of the night nip at my skin, tightening my pores as I wait for the two men. Soon, my Beta and Gamma both seem to make an appearance from the gates.