Sirens, they sound distance, but then come closer and closer, the drum of tires on the road sound out. I'm so cold, I can't feel anything, I just want to go to bed, close my eyes, but my eyes were already closed, I see myself, someone is on my lap, dead. Am I dead? Or am I dreaming? The sirens are right behind me. My back is against a tree, one hand on the dead persons back. I turn around, two cars, that have collided, I make way toward them. A trail of blood is leading to my body. A semi, and a minivan. A mans hand is hanging out of the drivers side, I walk around the back end of the minivan. I'm near the front, a womans body is out the window shield, her head crushed between the minivan and semi. An ambulance, has people climbing out. On the other side of the minivan I can see a Police officer walking toward my body. I run up behind the police officer, he gets closer and closer, until his shoe hits my foot. Tears are streaming down my face.
"We have a surviver!" the police officer yelled, before I was pulled back into reality.
Cameron, which is all you need to know, that is name, Cameron. My entire family was killed in a car crash, leaving me alone. I ended up moving from Virgina to Mississippi, to live with my aunt. When my parents and brother died I was only 12, now I'm 16, going on 17, and at a highschool, where I haven't really made any friends. I'm oftenly alone, but then, something very unusually is discovered within me, a different me, Marcus, a jock in my highschool, helps me see that.
What will Cameron do, once she fully discovers everything, read to find out.
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.