Alpha's Unhinged Mate
You know how parents always talk about the wild child, the bad influence. The sort of person no one wants their kids hanging out with. Well, growing up, that was me. They called me unhinged and they weren't wrong. My life was altered by a monster. My wolf altered permanently, uncontrollable, and reckless not only destroying and sending my wolf insane but also me. My father is the Alpha of The Black Moon Pack and I am the only heir to take over the pack.
I never wanted to be the Alpha, but not because I am weak, not because I'm not Alpha Material. No, none of those things, but because I wasn't normal. When I was 6 years old, my pack came under attack by hunters. They tested my sisters' mutated genes on me, forcing me to shift at just 6 years old. Most werewolves shift once they hit puberty. Not me though, what Kade had done to me not only altered my wolf and me but destroyed any chance of me ever being able to control my wolf.
She is crazed and untamed, and I have no control once she is let loose. My father and sister tried for years to help me reign control over her. But she was completely unhinged and now a danger to everyone. The older I got, the stronger she got. I feared my wolf and what she was capable of, she was literally the thing of nightmares.
We still aren't sure what the full effects of the mutated gene will have on me. One thing we know is. When I turned of age, I didn't find a mate, so I don't think I actually have one. How could I when my wolf wasn't just forced, she had all bonds to the human part severed? So how is it even possible to bond with another when she can't even bond with her human counterpart. I am glad I don't have a mate. I couldn't destroy someone like that. No one wants a broken mate. No one wants an unhinged Alpha.
Lily POV
Nearly 12 years later
I watched as my sister chased after the kids, she was an excellent mother, a little overbearing at times and always so watchful of everything they did including me. I couldn't get anything past her. When she had her firstborn, a little boy, they named him Ryker. I could tell her life was moving on for the better, when the twins came along, Arial and Lana when I was ten, I decided to move back in with my father.
Aria had enough on her plate with running the pack and looking after the kids. I often felt guilty about her being forced to raise me but at the same time I'm glad she did. I knew I never would have made it to adulthood without her. My father and I have now built a bond, the way it should have been in the beginning, although I also class Reid as my father giving me two.
When the twins were born, I felt a little out of place. Life moved on, yet I stayed the same, only growing older. My life has been thrown into chaos since, my wolf and I never had a chance to bond. Having been forced to shift so young. For years Aria, my father and Reid tried to help me learn how to control her, but nothing we did worked and eventually we gave up trying. When she had control it was hard taking it back from her. My wolf was completely altered, and I don't think I will ever be able to let her out willingly, she can't be trusted.
I knew I was a danger to my nieces and nephew so I made the decision to leave. It was safer that way, Aria and Reid tried to get me to stay but I couldn't put that burden and worry on them. Aria thinks she owes it to me to fix me, but she doesn't realise she doesn't actually owe me anything. If anything, I owe her for throwing her life away for me. For everything she has done and still continues to do for me.
I still occasionally stay with them, still see them almost daily, I just hate not being at home. Most of the wolves of my father's packhouse are older and if I lose control, I know they can take me down if needed. I won't risk that here with the kids present, I would never forgive myself if I hurt one of them.
As I walked through the clearing towards where Aria was playing on the swings with the kids, she looked up, a smile lighting up her face. I waved at her, heading toward them.
Ryker, seeing me, jumped off the swing mid-air, running towards me despite the panicked look his mother gave him. He was eleven now and looked so much like his father with his black hair and silver eyes, the girls too had black curly hair but their mothers amber eyes. Ryker threw himself into my arms. Catching him we tumbled backwards onto the grass.
"Aunty Aunty" He squealed. I hugged him tight, smelling his hair. He always smelt of cinnamon. Aria came over standing over the pair of us looking down at the pair of us on the grass, an amused expression on her face.
"Ryker what have I said about jumping off the swings like that, you could have hurt yourself" Ryker rolled his eyes and I smiled before giving him a wink. He was a wild child always up to mischief, maybe he gets that from me, I thought smugly.
Aria held her hand out and I grabbed it letting her pull me to my feet. She embraced me in a hug before holding me at arm's length, her judging eyes penetrating as she gave me the once over.
"You have been partying again; you know you need to stop this, you're about to take over the Black Moon Pack. It's time to grow up Lily"
I sighed the same lecture every fucking time, doesn't she get sick of giving the same speech, swear she rehearses it for when I come over.
"Don't roll your eyes, you know I'm right; you are about to meet the new Alpha of the Crescent Pack today and you smell like a brewery" She scolded.
"Fine I'll change, okay" I left out the part that my father and Reid and I had been in discussion already about me standing down. I don't want the Alpha position. I know with my wolf I can't be Alpha. Aria doesn't know this; we have all been hiding it from her though. I think she knows something is up. We have been waiting to let her know, deciding to let it come out at the meeting. I knew she would pitch a fit if she knew beforehand. But we have a plan and today she will find out about it.