Chased By Three Alphas

I woke up panting and gasping for air. I had a bad dream again. It was the same nightmare that I had been having for the past three weeks.

I was running through the woods and being chased by a pack of big wild wolves in the dream, and the worst of all was that I would trip and fall, and they would catch up to me, tearing me apart.

Fascinating enough, instead of wolves, it was people. No, not people as you think, but werewolves. My kind, my blood, and those who I called parents. Each time I remember this day, it brought nothing but a nightmare just like my dream because I was being rejected and betrayed by those who I called parents.

I stood up from my bed reluctantly and moved to the front of the large wooden door of my room, my heart thudding erratically in my chest as if it would break out.

I cast a furtive glance over my shoulder, taking in the familiar surroundings of the small town I had been raised in. This was the only home I had ever known, and now I was being ripped away from it, sold like a piece of property to a cold and domineering Alpha.

My stepfather had arranged the entire transaction, and I had been powerless to resist else I would be sent out of the house permanently.

One of the reasons why I was scared of the arranged Alpha was the fact that rumor claimed he was a devil. Not that he had horns, but his personality - liar, fornicator, possessive, manipulative, cold, and domineering - fetched him such a description and I was so scared of this. Worst of all, I did not dare refuse because I had been sold by the Alpha of my pack who happened to be my stepfather.

I knew how these things worked in our world. The Alpha always had the final say, and when it came to me, the decision was simple - either I obey or I was sent out of the pack.

I was no longer wanted here. I was like a burden, an unwanted child of my stepfather.

I was a Werewolf, and I was just 20 years old. My dad was the former Alpha of our pack before he died. , and my mother was the Luna of the pack who had a devil as her second chance mate and it happened to be called a stepdad to me.

Since then, life had always been a little complicated because of that. I had to learn how to control my wolf form, and when to use it. But, overall, it was manageable. Until my stepfather, Alpha Charles came into the picture.

I thought having another man as my stepfather would ease my pain but all was at first, but then I realized he was only interested in me because I was a werewolf and saw me as a way to consolidate his power in the pack. And I was stupid enough to believe that he cared about me.

But, I was wrong. Dead wrong.

I moved out of my room and moved to the dining room as I heard them taking their breakfast happily. Of course, happy I was sold out.

" Please, father. Have mercy upon me" I stood in front of my stepfather and begged him.

" Why are you begging me when I have sold you out for billion of dollars" Alpha Charles, my stepfather smirked, and continued taking his meal.

" Mum, how dare you allow Step dad sell me out to that cold Alpha? I am highly disappointed in you, mum" I said, tears flowing out of my eyes.