Wanted By The Alpha King

Wanted By The Alpha King

Baby Charlene

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Her name is Kaylan. The only daughter of a famous wolf Hunter named Sapphire. Her mother - Sapphire - was known by every wolf as a great enemy due to the way she fought and killed them. So, when Sapphire is believed dead, every wolf goes after Kaylan because they want to extract revenge. Kaylan tries to run and hide from the wolves, but it wasn't possible, especially when the cruel Alpha Zane was involved. She was wanted by the Alpha for two reasons - because he wanted revenge, and because she had something that belonged to him.

Chapter 1 Hunted

Kaylan ran as fast as she could, her heart beating heavily and her legs already feeling tired. Yes, she was tired, but wasn't ready to stop.

Tiny drops of sweats gemmed her forehead, her breath hitching and making her pant.

"Oooowwwl!!" The blood thirsty wolves howled from behind her, far away. But Kaylan knew in no time, they'd catch up with her and do as they wish.

She never knew she could run that much, not until that very day. And now she was finally being chased, she couldn't help but wish it never had to happen. A wistful wish.

The wolves - about three of them - were still very far, but considering their supernatural status, Kaylan knew it was only a matter of time before they catch up with her, since she was only but a human.

As she ran heavily, her foot rustling through the dry leaves and covering so much distance as much as they could, so did her fears keep increasing.

Shortly, she ran out of the woods and came out to the road side where she saw a loaded truck which wave about leaving.

"No!! Please, wait!? Please!!" She cried out, but the driver didn't see to hear her.

And quickly and smartly, she got hold of the edge, jumped on and hopped into the trunk where she smuggled herself in between the rest of the loads there.

And voom! The truck took off.

*

The three wolves came out to the deserted road and looked around, there was no trace of her. And neither of them could get her scent any longer. Where could she be?

They ran a little more distance, trying to see if they could pick a single trail of her scent, but it was negative.

"Where could she be?" One of them asked the others, communicating through their howls and grunts.

The three wolves communicated and wondered how she could've suddenly disappeared. Going home without her was going to attract a great penalty from the Alpha and they knew it.

But what could they possibly do? She was nowhere to be found!

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Kaylan was still breathing heavily as she sat at the back of the moving truck. Due to how long she'd been running, it was taking her a lot to calm her herself down, and she wouldn't really blame herself for that. She was so tired.

She reached for her cardigan pocket and brought out the gem; her heart beamed and felt relaxed, knowing it was still there. She still had it. She had been scared it would've fallen while she was running.

Her heart was beating really fast. When would this come to an end, huh? For how long would she continue running? How did things ever get to this point in the first place? She thought pathetically, her mind drifting to the painful memories.

Her name was Kaylan Humphrey - the only daughter of a one famous Hunter.

Kaylan's mother - Sapphire - was well known in the wolf world as a dreaded and dangerous Hunter. She hated the existence of wolves and took it as her priority to wipe every one of them out. If not all, at least, as much as she could.

She was the wolves' greatest enemy - every pack's nightmare as she was a great fighter and killed them perfectly each time she had the chance. Most nights, she was out hunting, just to kill any unlucky wolf. And Kaylan, was her only child. Father - unknown.

She built a camp where she trained other hunters and goes out with them on most nights to hunt and kill. But few days ago, everything changed. Changed for the worst.

Kaylan had been at the camp with some other people, just taking a rest. Her mother was out with the others, hunting. Suddenly, there was an attack. The wolves attacked them!

The memories were still very fresh in her head as tho, it had happened just the previous day.

She could recall the screamings, growlings, gnashing of teeth, sight of dead body.

Kaylan ran as fast as she could - but not without taking the gem - yes, the one she was holding in her hand presently.

Her mother had come home with the gem that very morning - she could remember. And it seemed so important to her. Somehow, Kaylan's instincts told her it had something to do with the wolves. .

She had seen her mother hiding it. And that night, when the attack took place, the first place she ran to was her mother's room to get the gem. She just couldn't tell why it felt so important and needed to be kept safe.

But her mother... there's been no word from her since then and rumours were, she'd been killed by the wolves.

Kaylan didn't want to believe it, but considering the fact there's been no word from her since then, it rendered her hopeless.

Their camp was destroyed, everything ruined. And now, she was on the run because she was being hunted by the wolves.

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