Prologue

I have always known I was going to be the Alpha, even at a tender age. I mean, if it helps, my dad is the Alpha, and I am his firstborn, so it automatically goes to me.

But no, it wasn't only because of that reason. I have always been treated as one since I was a baby. Whenever we walk by, people bow their heads in obeisance. 

I had begun to follow my dad to his meetings right from an early age. My mother wasn't in support of it; she believed that a child should do children's things. They should have fun and play with friends. But my dad was of the opposite belief. 

He believes that leaders aren't born; they are made. And it is best to start on time. So, despite my mother's fear, he took me everywhere he went so I could learn.

And frankly speaking, I enjoyed it. Because of that, I grew very close to my dad; I was the typical daddy's girl. While my brother was in my room doing whatever he liked, I was with my dad, watching him train or training to my own capabilities.

I basically followed my dad everywhere, so they got used to seeing me around. "Your little sidekick," as they referred to me. I would always tell my dad to put my hair in two braids so I would look fearsome.

I was 5 years old when I began to follow my dad to the annual Alpha convention. While my mother hated it, I loved it. I got to meet other potential alphas that had followed their parents to come, and I was making friends with the future leaders.

It was at one of the conventions that I met him. He was a lanky white child with a perpetual scowl on his face. He was about 8 years old. Unlike the other children, he didn't associate with us. He would sit down in his corner and frown, trying to appear scary until the meetings were over.

But I just found that amusing. As I kept coming for the convention, I always saw him, and as the years passed, his scrowl increased, and he was beginning to look menacing even for a child.

But a tiny part of me was beginning to fall for me. I tried to dismiss it as just a childish crush. I mean, I was just eight years old. My friends got to find out, and they would always tease me about him.

On one occasion, I was trying to locate the kitchen and was rounding a sharp corner when I bumped into a warm body, and the force made me stumble. "Watch where you are going ugly." The angry voice snarled.

I recoiled out of shock and a bit of anger. No one has ever called me ugly; I have been blessed with good genes from my parents. And he was in the wrong. "You should watch where you are going; are you blind?" I retorted, never one to back down.

"Get lost; I don't talk to little disrespectful girls." He dismissed me. Now he was just pissing me off.

"You are the one who was rude, and you are also little. So get lost." I pushed his chest for added effect, and he staggered a bit before stabilizing himself. His forest-green eyes were burning into mine with rage.

"Apologize now!" He demanded, but I stuck my tongue out to him.

"No." I screamed bloody murder as he grabbed one of my braids and pulled it. 

"Apologize." He repeated even as he tugged harder, but I refused. I just kept shouting, trying to draw attention.

"What is going on here?" One of the Alphas asked. He released my hair and dusted himself off.

"Nothing." He replied coldly.

"Lucas, let us go." One of his friends called out. He complied, but not before giving me the stink eye. But nevertheless, I got his name.

Lucas.

I must say, the name fits him.

And that was the last I saw of him. He stopped coming to the annual convention after that incident, and a gut feeling tells me that I was the cause. But I still miss seeing him around.

I have not seen him for a while, but I have been hearing of his exploits. He took over his pack when he was 19, and he was a force to be reckoned with.

Alpha Lucas was the name they told the little children to make them behave. He was as ruthless as he could be, and his name could only mean one thing to his enemies. 

Doom.

But he was also handsome; he had this rugged look, according to rumors I heard. It didn't help that he was the alpha of the neighboring pack. But I had my pack to rule, and I forgot all about him after a while, but the universe has a way of bringing people together.

And sooner than later, I was going to cross paths with him.

NOTE:

Hey lovelies.

It me again. I could remember I promised a sequel and it is here!

It promises to be intriguing, suspense filled, steamy and of course a lot of action under the sheet and physically.

Follow me as we delve into Jasmine's story.

For new readers, in order to understand it more, I would advise that you read book 1: The Alpha Luna. 

It can be found in my profile.

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Sannelle