Pack destroyed. Father dead, mother dead, sister dead. Little Brayden is left alone. If it weren't for the teenage Alpha that finds him and takes him in. Story excerpt As I run past the man I feel his arms take hold of me pinning me to him as he picks me up. "Let go of me! My father will kill you!" I scream. I kick at him but he holds me tightly. "He's the Alpha!" The man kneels down and I feel my feet touch earth. He continues to hold me tight. Eventually he loosens his grip not enough to free me just enough that he can look me in the eye. "Your father is gone." The man tells me. "No!" I yell at him. I swing as hard as I can punching the man in the chest. "I don't believe you!" I didn't see Daddy but he is a strong wolf! An Alpha! No way he is dead! I feel the tears run down my face as I look around. Fire, rubble, and death... everyone is gone. I fall into the man sobbing. I can't fight any more. My pack is dead. The man picks me up again carrying me to his car. "What's your name little guy?" He asks. I have a hard time making words through my tears. "B... Bray... Brayden." I stammer gripping his shirt. "Hello Brayden... I'm Alpha Aaron... I'm gonna take care of you." He says. This is backstory for Brayden from my book Alpha Lilly. This story runs from before Alpha Lilly until part way through Orphan Wolf so spoilers are certain for those books. I'd suggest reading them first but you don't have to. This is NOT BxB... a lot of people seem to think that but it's not. Don't want you guys to be mislead.

War. A horrid thing. The races had been in a war with the Demon Clan for as long as history has told. No one knew how the war started. Most blamed the demons and always were ill toward them. Everyone couple of thousands of years a new Demon King must be crowned. Once a new king is crowned the Demon Clan become more powerful. This was a problem for the other races, they knew the time was coming up but they also knew another thing. The way a Demon King was crowned, was when they found their 'mate'. A Demon Prince would have to find their chosen 'mate'. The 'mate' would grow a mark to warn them what was to come, lucky for the other races they already had captured one of the three 'mates' because she was the third princess of the Human Clan. Princess Elizabeth Liones. ~Elizabeth Pov Book~