The Alpha's Daughter

My name is Layla. I shifted for the first time just before my sixteenth birthday. I love my wolf. Her name is Lea. She is wild, challenging, and fast. My father, Michael, is the Alpha of  The Red River pack. His word is the law we are meant to live by. He rules with no mercy, totally heartless and cruel. My father’s mate Diana, our luna, is beautiful. I am his only heir, which angers him consistently as there is no way he will hand the pack to me. Females should know their place. He has made my life hell, fear my constant companion. My father wants me out of his life. He plans on arranging a mate for me when I turn 18 next week. I have run out of time. I need to leave before it's too late.

I wait until my father and Diana are asleep. I crawl out of bed, run down the stairs, and out the front door.  I make it to our pack's border, undress, and shift. Lea carries my clothes in a bag around our neck. I ran through the forest without stopping for a couple of hours. It's the middle of the night. I come across a stream and stop to drink, quenching my thirst. Suddenly I am knocked sideways, landing in the water.

I shift back, yelling, “what the hell dickhead” 

The most fantastic smell hits me, lavender, pine, and a hint of lemon. I take a couple of steps toward the wolf before I stop shaking my head. 

“Oh hell no, this is not happening” panicking, I shift back;

Lea takes the lead, running as fast as the wind; there's only one problem I am running back home to my father.