Alpha's Past

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” I screamed, jerking up in bed.

“Alea? Are you okay?!” My anxious pack whisper-shouts, just outside my door.

They knew better than to come in, they also know they better not wake me up. I take my sleep very seriously.

“Yeah, I’m okay... Just a bad dream, I think.” I reply.

“You sure? You were screaming awfully loudly.” Came the skeptical response through the door.

“Yeah, I’m sure. You should all just go back to sleep.” I tell them, using only a little of my alpha power.

I don’t know why they are so protective of me, I mean I didn’t just become alpha because I have the alpha’s eyes. Although that may have been a large part of it.

As soon as I’m sure they are all back asleep, I quietly slip out the back door and shift into my wolf form before I raced into the woods, behind our house, to think over my dream. I haven’t been having those nightmares since I was a little girl, so having one tonight was a big surprise.

In my dream I am young, maybe five or six, and hiding. In my hands I am holding a small dagger, my grip is so tight that my knuckles are white. I am listening to the footfalls coming closer and closer to my hurried hiding spot behind the tree. I know that I can’t trust the pleading voice begging me to come out. Silent tears start to race down my face as the shadow draws closer and closer to me. Suddenly, two big hands reach forward to grab me. I scream and suddenly I’m back in my room. A room that sits in the middle of a house full of werewolves, all willing to give their lives for me, their alpha.

I don’t know why I have this dream considering nothing like this ever happened in my childhood. Well not to my knowledge at least. But I can’t seem to forget the monster, who was looming down to do who knows what to my little self.

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(Alea’s POV)

Running usually helps after I have a nightmare. Yet no matter how fast I push myself I can't seem to stop thinking about it, or even make sense of it. Now I am about five miles from the house and I have reached my favorite clearing. There are wildflowers lacing the ground, trees stand tall, as if they are guarding me, all around the edge of the clearing, and in one corner it has a waterfall that gently flows into a pond, just big enough to swim in. The moonlight seems to reflect off the pond and give the entire clearing a silver glow.

I trot over to the pond and while I’m taking a drink of water I hear a twig snap behind me. I whirl around, growling even before my mouth has left the water, to see what had to be the most beautiful wolf I’ve ever seen. He was surprisingly tall, considering I am seven feet three inches, and he had deep black fur, which almost looked blue under the moonlight. He was staring at me with an almost confused expression. I found my thoughts straying to how wonderful my pearly white fur would contrast against his black, before I even remembered that he was an unknown wolf in our territory. I quickly crouched down and bared my teeth at the stranger.

Mate! Mate! I hear my wolf shout in my head, causing me to fumble. Taking advantage of my distraction the other wolf turns quickly and makes a run for it. I soon start up after him, planning to chase him out of my territory, and possibly cause him some pain for trespassing onto my territory. While I chased him though, I found myself unconsciously getting slower and slower because my wolf was still yelling at me and claiming that this strange wolf was my mate. This is confusing though because me being alpha should mean I won’t have a mate, and I will have to pass alpha down to someone else once I am ready. Well I don’t know this for sure, but being the only female alpha in, well forever, I have to learn as I go. The reason I think I can’t have a mate, is that the alpha in me won’t except any other male dominance.

Suddenly I stopped, realizing that I had chased him well beyond the edge of our territory. I snarled once more for good measure before heading home to tell my pack, the Araynia, about this strange wolf, my nightmare completely forgotten.

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(Luca’s(Guy) POV)

I always love to run at night, feeling the wind combing through my fur as I trot  under the beautiful moon. Tonight though I had this strong urge to go over near the Araynia pack’s territory, which is strange considering they are known to be the strongest, and most territorial pack in the US. As I run along the border, I let my thoughts wander, thinking of my pack, of my best friend and of his mate, and even of the rival packs. I was just beginning to think about my own life, when I caught a whiff of what had to be most fantastic smell in the world. It almost smelled like sweet apricots, with a tang of sea salt.

Following my instincts I tracked this smell and found myself crossing into Araynian territory, the warning of danger flitted through my mind for only a second, before it was replaced with the need to find out what was causing that smell. I tracked it all through the territory, for it seemed to be running also, before I even making any progress. Finally, I came upon the most beautiful clearing I had ever seen, but I only had a second to admire its beauty before something of much more beauty took its place. There, gently drinking from the pool, stood the most exquisite she-wolf I had ever seen. She had fur so white, it was almost hard to look at in the moonlight. She was tall and elegant, almost as tall as me, which is really quite tall.

Mate! my wolf hollered in my head.

What!? That can’t be! I responded, for she was far to good for me.

I slowly stepped closer, but accidentally stepped on a branch. She swung around and growled ferociously at me, but then she stopped and seemed taken aback before looking confused and distracted. Taking this as my opportunity to escape, I ran, not really wanting to, but knowing that I was still on unfamiliar territory and that it was better not to press my luck.

I suddenly heard her chasing behind in fast pursuit and I tried to kick it up a gear, yet she too got faster. I knew that before long she would reach me, and I would be lucky to leave with my life, considering I was trespassing. Surprisingly though, I suddenly seemed to be gaining more headway and she seemed to be willingly falling behind. I ran all the way out of their territory and on a ways past that before she finally stopped, snarled, and trotted back to her pack.

I continued to run, thinking about how beautiful and unique her eyes had been. One the color of the ocean, and one the color of the trees. It wasn't until I was close enough to my pack to use our link, that I yelled to my best friend,

Jake!

Yeah? What’s up dude? He replied lazily. Typical Jake. Never interested in anything other than himself or his mate.

You’re never going to guess what just happened! I say happily.

What? He responds with slightly more enthusiasm.

Well...