Running From The Alpha King

　　CHRISTAL's POV

　　"Hey ass! Did you just drink all of the milk?!" I said yelling to Jason from the kitchen.

　　"I didn't!"

　　Judging by the direction and smell coming from him, he's in the Tv room.

　　"Liar! I can see your saliva in the carton." I rolled my eyes. "Just wait Jason! I'll beat your ass!" I got up and started dragging my feet.

　　This stupid brother of mine keeps emptying the fridge by himself, he's lucky he's a werewolf if he wasn't, he would be a fatass for all i care.

　　"Jason!"

　　He was already at the window trying to escape when i got there. I ran to him and almost got his shirt but he successfully jumped off the window, leaving me angry looking down at his presence.

　　"Sorry sis! Alpha meeting." He winked and sped off. Ugh i hate my brother so much.

　　And yes, He's an Alpha. Alpha of the BlueStone Pack. Making me also an Alpha's daughter. I glanced away and grumpily walked downstairs to meet Carly, my bestfriend.

　　"Good Morning." She smiles.

　　"Not a good one."

　　"Oh, it's your brother isn't it?" She chuckles. "You of all people should be used to his behavior Christal."

　　"He has an annoying-ass behavior, don't you even dare take his side."

　　She giggles. "You hate him that much?" she says playing along.

　　"Uh yeah? Did you forget when he had gone psycho when he found out that a boy was in my room?"

　　"He was just being a typical big Bro." She says defending him, which made me irritated.

　　"I was only 6! "

　　"Really? That's an overprotective brother."

　　"You have no idea."

　　The Truth is, i know why he was being protective shit on me. Our Parents died after my mom gave birth to me, leaving us both with no choice but to survive without them. Yes, it's hard to live without parents who get to tell you everything but i think Jason had it way tougher than i did. He had a bond with Mom and Dad and i? Nope, i didn't even get to meet them.

　　When i tried investigating their Death because Jason keeps shutting me out, everyone seemed to know but preferred to keep it a secret from me, making me just turn away from it. If they don't want to tell me, it's fine.

　　We walked till we reached the kitchen, she told me that she would just prepare me breakfast than eating cereal, this is why i love her so much. She's the perfect wife.

　　"One day i'll be able to beat his Alpha butt," I said out of the blue.

　　"I would love to see that." She smirks.

　　"Oh? So you're on my side now? What a bitch." I smirked also.

　　"Christal! Language."

　　"Whatever." I rolled my eyes.

　　She has always been my Mom, she scolds me about everything, i mean literally everything. She's even crying for me, and i just don't know why she's so pure. Maybe just my luck. Werewolves are creatures that are aggressive, and she was none of those.

　　When she finished cooking her breathtakingly delicious breakfast just for me, i smiled and started filling my mouth with it.

　　Gosh, this is so good.

　　"You must be my mother," I said while eating.

　　"You're over-reacting. Oh before i forget to tell you." She got up and returned with a paper at her hand.

　　"Here."

　　"What's that?" My eyebrow raised.

　　"A warning."

　　"From who?"