The Alpha Attraction

Ember

Tears rolled down my cheeks, feeling the pressure of the car sliding along the road as I screamed watching my life change in the matter of seconds. Hearing my mother say "baby it's okay breathe everything will be okay" then the world goes silent, the panic feeling rolling thru my body I jump up out of a deep sleep.

Covered in sweat crying again. sighing "Damn it Ember this is the fifth time in a week get a grip "I mumbled to myself. Remembering the car accident that took my parents was killing me, survivors guilt from what my aunt tells me.

Looking at the clock it's already 6am no point in going to sleep I grab my diary and start writing;

Dear Diary,

So, I had another one of those dreams again tonight, like I was there all over again, how did I survive and they didn't how come I keep blacking out before knowing what happened, mom and dad were alive they were talking to me this makes no sense how I survived but they didn't, dad and I are werewolves I know what you are thinking that I'm crazy they don't exist but surprise. We do, my dad was our alpha the strongest now I am to be the alpha when I turn eigthteen which I will in a year.

I'm already stronger than everyone else in my pack but I'm a halfblood as some would say my mother wasn't a "were" she was a spell-caster or "witch" as you might say, the strongest in her coven. It isn't frowned upon in our pack but in other packs eyes it is a disgusting immoral practice, and I am an imbalance in the werewolf community because there isn't anyone like me or at least that's what I've heard Uncle Malachi and Aunt Helaine talking about when they think I'm sleeping or not around. Most pack members can feel other members or smell each other read thoughts and no one can with me.