The Alpha's Myth

Sebastian My sister is shivering next to me. I don't know if it's from the snowflakes languidly falling on us, or if it's because we just buried our father. Her arms tighten around her five-month-old son, protecting him not just from the weather but also from the imminent danger our family has been in ever since our baby sister was born. The rest of our pack has long gone, leaving us to mourn on our own. Her mate, Julio, wraps his arms around her shivering form from behind, holding her tight. "Baby, let's get back to the house," He says gently. "The weather will be even worse soon." It's fitting. The weather, that is. Cold, wet, and dreary on this day, we had to say farewell to our alpha and father. He was a strong man, but just like our mother, he was too weak to do what had to be done. He was a great father, maybe too great. Maybe if he were more of a coward, we wouldn't be standing here. He would still be the ruler of the Starlight pack, and I would not have to take over the rei

Ricardo "Your baby sister?" I have known about the Starlight pack for as long as I can remember. My father always said that they are our allies on the East Coast and it would serve us well to always have good standing with them. To my knowledge there were only two children born to the Alpha and his Luna, I have never heard about another child. Maybe that is why he needs protection for the girl. She is probably an illegitimate child of the previous Alpha, and the pack didn't like that. That would explain why she needs protection. Harry hasn't said a word, standing off to the side and watching our exchange with curiosity. Sometimes he picks up on things that I don't, a very handy characteristic of his. Sebastian's eyes divert from mine for a brief moment. What was that? Guilt? "Yes, I have another sister, she is seventeen-years-old." His eyes meet mine again, that flash of something I saw before gone. I frown. "Did your father have her with another woman? " "What, no!" Colour ri

Ianthe My body is stiff and sore. I'm not used to going outside my house apart from thirty minutes a day to have Natalia run aroud a little bit. Now I've been on a plane and I was terrified, tense the whole flight. Wolves are not supposed to fly, I don't know how my brother was so comfortable for the whole journey. They're sending me away. I killed our parents and now I'm paying the price. My fate has been decided by my brother and I have no say whatsoever. I have never had a say in my own life. I'm supposed to hide away so that nobody can see me, but they know I'm out there somewhere. If I wasn't, they wouldn't have had tales to tell. Where there is smoke, there is a fire and vice versa. "I'm scared." I only realize that I have said the words out loud when my brother looks briefly at me before he concentrates on the road again. "Don't be." He says soothingly. "I will be back to get you before you know it." Three months. Three months until I turn eighteen and hopefully find my m

Ricardo    Ianthe  Her name is perfect, ethereal, just like her.  Why did she only have to be seventeen. Is this a to test my patience? To torture me?  Wolves are naturally very sexual beings, an alpha even more so. I have women in between the sheets on a regular basis, but now that I have found my mate, that is no longer an option. Even if she doesn't know it yet, I will respect her, but as soon as she turns eighteen, she will be in my bed, forever.  The thought of her in my bed, me inside her, has my skin itching all night. It doesn't help that I can smell her lavender scent even with the walls seperating us. I almost don't get any sleep, my erection keeping me up all night, so I get up an hour earlier and take a long cold shower and then I step outside, inhaling the fresh air, the woods beckoning me.  Daemon takes over and he runs into the woods like a wolf possessed. I sup

Ianthe    Ricardo doesn't come back to the kitchen for breakfast and after waiting on him for about half an hour, I decide to go back up to my bedroom. I'm used to being confined to the house, which isn't ideal for a werewolf, but it's become a safe haven for me. At least this house is very pretty.  I'm a little confused too. Did Sebastian not tell him about my disposition? I've been caged all my life, for someone to tell me that I can do whatever I wanted, made me feel emotional and slightly off-balance.  When Sebastian told me I was coming to stay with this pack, I thought that it would just be me being hidden away again, just a different location.  Now I'm being told I can go out and have friends. Not that I would know the first thing how to get a friend, I've always just relied on Natalia's company.  "Take a shower and get dressed." Natalia sing-songs in my head. "Life is waiting girl!"