Not Just A Luna, I Am Alpha

territory who happens to be my father, whom I haven’t remembered or seen since I was a child. I don’t remember my mom treating me n

w me. As I entered the lion's lair within the pack house, the atmosphere was tense. A boiling pot was in my mother's hands a

ted with her eyes shrinking into slits of contempt. “Did y

throat constricted and a lump f

xcuse for a father, so sorry doesn't cut it.” she added. I made fists with my hands and dug my nails into my palms. Each of the remar

and their power came from their mutual contempt for me. Then Arlene, who had a twisted smile, took the lead and moved forward and made a sar

her. I want to get away from their never-ending assault, but I’m aware that doi

s she pretended to be surprised. "Oh, did the omega ju

My fingers clenched at my sides as my cheeks burned with embarrassment and I still

reading over her lips, "You know, I heard

t and jeer served as a reminder of my position within the pack's hierarchy, which I had not

foggy. I refused to give them the gratification of seeing me cry and wouldn't allow them to.

s she said and passed through all the others who were there to mock me. I don’t know why the

y from this shit hole that I am in. I should have felt safe and secure because I had a pack that

passing his time by banging different women, was the strongest alpha as well. No packs would dare to get in his way

ring and gloom. I had been aware of the weight of cruelty and rejection since my earliest memories. Yes, I was

hick woodland that encircled the pack's area. The pack members started to move in the early morning

as my nightmare even if I was awake, while my alpha did nothing. It was impossible that everything that was happening to me had not come to his attention. I hate

ng to leave here and look for him. It’s better than finding him here only to reject me. I don’t think that I will be abl