The Alpha's Battered Queen

Killian was born to the lowest of his pack. His mother was a tender woman with a kind soul and treated him well. She loved him with all her heart. She could because Killian’s father was not her mate. Freya Barker was a sweet soul that lived for only her son. Fredrick Barker was not a bad person, but he had a drinking problem. Alcohol mixed with a werewolf’s temper was a bad mix. On the night Killian turned was six, it happened. Freya knew that one day, Fredrick would get so drunk on a full moon and the werewolf would take over enough to make him snap and he would hurt one or both of them. She would make sure her Killian was not touched. Freya heard Fredrick come in, stumbling, and cursing in his wake as the werewolf tried to break free. In her gut, she knew this would be her last night and stiffened her spine as she knew she would never see Killian again. She picked Killian up and hid him in a closet and told him not to move and she kissed his head and went out to the living room. Freya did not have time to do anything else before Fredrick got there and slapped her across the face so hard she fell. Killian watched as his drunken father slapped, punched, kicked, and abuse his mother. When he thought he could watch no more, his father pulled out a gun and shot her. After that, his father passed out cold from the alcohol in his system. Killian crawled out after a few minutes when he heard his father snoring and went to his mother’s side and wept for what seemed like hours and he started to shake seeing her blood on his hands. Members of the pack arrived after hearing Killian weep, and the alpha decided that Killian would not stay with Fredrick, deeming him too dangerous to be left with a child. Instead, Alpha Phillip knew of a neighboring alpha whose Luna was a foster mother. He thought they would be a perfect fit for Killian. By morning, Killian was headed to Green Marsh pack and he hoped they weren't as mean as his father. When Frederick woke up in chains, he couldn't remember a thing. He was told what happened and requested to stay in the chains, feeling bad for killing Freya. Killian was told about his father, but he couldn't forgive him.

Over the years, Killian grew with his new family, fighting and training harder than anyone. Images of what happened to his mother were still fresh. Killian’s mother had a tender hold on him, and everyone knew it. He swore revenge on Fredrick and would one day make himself alpha if he had to.

Killian grew up in the Green Marsh pack. A good size pack of country wolves with acres of farmland. He worked the land and got along with everyone in the pack. He was raised by an alpha and it started to show. When Killian turned twelve, he was trained as a soldier. With his build, anger, and determination, Alpha Jones thought it best and Killian used it as an outlet for his aggression. For a time, it worked until no one was an equal match for him. Alpha Jones just hoped that he hadn’t made a mistake in training him as such.

As normal, when Killian turned sixteen, his wolf had come forth. He stood taller than most wolves with a solid black coat. The only thing that didn’t make him downright scary was he had his mother’s eyes. A beautiful shade of sea green that stood out against the black coat. Alpha Jones knew he made the wrong decision when Killian requested to go back to Blood Moon Pack. Now that he had his wolf, it wouldn’t take him long to reach that thick dense forest that they got him from. Alpha Jones agreed but got in touch with Alpha Phillip. Alpha Phillip accepted Killian’s return. He had heard of the soldier and fighter he had become. They put him in the barracks and allowed him to see Fredrick. Killian played nice for now; he knew his time would come.

When Killian was eighteen, the packs had gone to war. The Black Heart Pack wanted more lands and wanted Blood Moons lands. The leader of the armies was Alpha Philip’s son, Levi. Killian did all he could to save his life, even got him back to pack lands. The entire army praised Killian for his fighting skill and heroism and bravery. Unfortunately, Killian didn’t think it was enough. His best friend and future alpha died. Alpha Phillip told him this was not his fault and that he did all he could. Killian knew Levi’s alpha ceremony was supposed to be in a few weeks. He grieved his friend in every way, even finding women as an outlet for the pain. He never hurt any of them, but he was not passionate about them either.

Three weeks later, Alpha Phillip requested Killian’s presence.

“Yes, sir?”

“Killian. I have heard nothing but good things about you. From your old pack as well. Your mother was a favorite of the pack and we hated to see her go the way she did. Levi spoke of nothing but good things about you. You know he wanted you as his Beta?”

“I had no idea, sir.”

“My son held you in such high regard that I’m going to honor his memory with you.”

“I’m not sure I understand, sir.”

“I’m making you the next Alpha of Blood Moon.”

“Sir, I don’t think I’m….”

“Nonsense. You were raised by an alpha and I trust Levi’s judgment.”

“I’m honored, sir.”

“The whole pack already knows. They all agree you would make them proud as their alpha.”

Killian woke up in his bed. He still had the dream of that day Phillip made him alpha. That was three years ago now. Killian had been alpha of Blood Moon and turned it into a military pack. He was known to be hard and strict, but for his pack, he had a soft side. One of his first orders as alpha was to banish his father. Fredrick was now a rouge and not welcomed in any pack. Killian had his revenge for now and being alpha was enough.

Killian hated the negotiations with the pack he was trading with. The Silver Thunder pack was notorious for the rumors that came from their borders. The Alpha and Luna abused their daughter. Their son did worse things to her and let anyone in the pack do the same. Crystal Johnston was so battered and abused and what was worse was that she had not found her mate, so no protection was offered. Killian wished he could save her, but it was not his place. He was not her alpha or her mate.

Little did he know, he was the only person that could save her from the hell and prison that was her current life.