Christina

I wake up to a banging headache, my throat feels dry and I cannot feel my hands. I slowly crack my eyes open and realize I’m in a cell.

“Finally, you're awake. I got scared for a second.” Dad says.

I turn to my side and see that his hands are tied above him just like mine but he’s shirtless.

“What...What happened?” I say breathlessly. My throat is so dry it hurts.

“They had injected us with wolfs-bane after covering us in hoods.” He says and I just raise a brow.

“It's a toxic plant that can knock werewolves out for a little while. I guess you were knocked out for a bit longer because you're still not a werewolf.” He explains.

“Oh please, I’m definitely not one of those weird creatures you guys turn to, I would have known if I was.” I roll my eyes whilst trying to see if I can get my hands out of this damned chain.

The cell we’re in seems to be in a basement but seeing how steel and silver everything looks in here I’d say it’s a dungeon because there’s absolutely no light coming through anywhere. Luckily there’s a single light bulb in the room yet absolutely no windows.

“Well, we’ll just have to wait and see about that. You're still 17, most people shift before their 18 but that doesn’t mean there haven't been shifters that shifted at 18.” He says and I immediately remember my two beloved apparent half sisters are nowhere to be seen.

“Where’s Becca and Melissa?” I scowl.

“I woke up when they were taking us into the dungeon, I overheard Isaac saying Alpha Xavier would be delighted to hear of his two new gamma guests and two new prisoners.” Dad sighs and shakes his head whilst I just look at him confused.

“Whose Isaac?” I narrow my brows.

“He’s the beta we had met earlier, the one that shifted into a black werewolf.” He explains. Oh yeah…

“But he never mentioned his name to us so how do you know it’s Isaac?” I ask.

“I know him… His full name is Isaac George, I was one of the people that chose him as the beta of the River bay pack. I was once the beta of the Cross moon pack, your real fathers pack.” He looks at me before he continues: “I had already explained what an Alpha was before, now there’s something called an Alpha King, he’s in charge of all other Alphas and packs-”

“The Alpha king is who has been wanting me captured right?” I cut him off remembering he and Becca’s conversation when they were talking about the Alpha king. I had concluded that Becca and Melissa were my half siblings from my dads side when I had asked dad if he was my real dad and he didn’t respond. I also concluded that Mary isn’t my actual mother since Becca and Melissa weren’t so sad about her dying the day they came to save me and dad. And also because Becca said she’s not my real mother. I still don't understand who my mother is, however, Becca and Melissa said that I’m their half sister meaning we have the same father but not the same mother.

As much as I’ve tried to process all of this information in this short amount of time, hearing dad say another man is my father makes me feel a certain type of way and I hate it. I feel hurt and betrayed because I deserved to At Least know that the parents that raised me were just my foster parents.

Dad nods. “There are five packs under the Alpha king, there are many other packs all over the world, some mixing with humans, others living in packs and so on. But these five packs are the most powerful of them all. There is a hierarchy in the Werewolf world. The first in the hierarchy is Marcel— The Alpha king's pack, followed by the cross moon pack, Alpha John’s pack. There are three others after that.” He explains.

“So who's the weakest pack in the hierarchy?” I say whilst kicking my legs as if that’ll help me get out of these chains.

“River bay, Alpha Xavier’s pack. The one we’re in.” He explains.

“How come you didn’t notice we were in another pack's territory if you already knew the pack?” I tilt my head.

“It’s been years, I don’t remember much about the territories.” He explains.

“I have so many things to say.” I sigh. Why would my real father not raise me himself if he’s an all powerful Alpha. He’s basically ranked the second highest!

“Ask, we clearly have all the time in the world.” He chuckles trying to lighten the mood.

Of all the questions I want to ask, only one comes out of my mouth. “Who's my mother? I already know John is my supposed father, but I haven't heard anything about who my mother is.”

Before dad gets to answer me the steel gate is opened. To my surprise it’s Melissa.

“Oh my God.” She gasps and quickly rushes to me.

I have nothing to say because I’m still processing information.

She pulls out a bunch of keys from her pocket and starts unlocking my arms which confuses me. How does she have the keys?

“Melissa, where’s Becca?” Dad asks.

“She’s keeping Xavier and Isaac busy. She managed to convince Isaac to let Xavier see you guys At Least once before he locks you guys up here forever.” She explains. It finally makes sense.

“So he agreed to give you the keys to come unlock us?” I question. My hands are freed and she immediately moves to unlock dads hands.

“Mates are always crazy about each other when they're in the just met stage. It wasn’t that hard for Becca to get them for me.” She smirks. This whole mate thing is so confusing.

Once dads hands are released we start to leave the dungeon.

“Why didn’t they lock you up?” I ask while dusting my sweaty palms on my jeans.

“I’m a gamma of a pack higher than theirs, plus Becca is their betas mate, it wouldn’t be right.” Melissa responds.

“Why are they now locking us up, we were with you guys, we didn’t do anything wrong!” I scowl.

I didn’t even realize I had spoken really loudly till we came out of the dungeon and I heard a deep voice respond to me.

“That’s not how it works darling.”

I don’t even need to turn toward the direction of the voice to know that it’s Alpha Xavier. Regardless, I still turn to my left and there he is, sitting on what I believe to be a throne. It’s made out of animal skin. Right up on the steps. They're not much but they remind me of game of thrones. I ignore it and look back into Xavier’s taunting gaze. He’s dark skinned with hazel eyes. He has a bulky body. His hair matches his skin color. Brown.

My eyes have been squinting ever since we walked out of the dungeon due to the overbearing light coming from the windows in what I believe to be a mansion, it’s huge. My mouth drops involuntarily, if he’s the weakest pack in the hierarchy and he’s this rich then how would the other Alphas houses look like?

“Forgive her, she doesn’t understand how being a Rogue works.. after all, she’s just a human.” Dad stutters and tries to smile softly.

“Come forward.” I swallow as he says this.

I see Becca standing on the opposite side of the room with Isaac. Melissa walks over to them whilst Peter and I walk towards the middle of the stairs. Once we reach we stop and I see Peter kneel. He pulls on my hand and I kneel with him.

“Tell me why you were chased by other rogues.” he asks whilst looking at me up and down. I don’t like the way he’s looking at me.

“Forgive us, we didn’t know-”

“I didn’t ask for apologies.” Xavier cuts my dad off. I frown.

“Who the hell do you think you are?” I spit out before I can help myself. I suddenly hear gasps and turn around, there are a lot of people standing around us. When did they even enter? They must have been taught to be stealthy. I wonder why they were invited.. i always knew anyone in power would love an audience when they disrespect and torture people.

To my surprise Xavier smiles.

I see Isaac start to move towards me from the side of my eye but Xavier raises his hand making him stay put.

Xavier suddenly stands from his seat and walks up to me. He’s way taller than me so I stare up at him. His gaze is so sharp that I unfortunately can’t keep our eye contact so I look away.

“I’m so sorry on her behalf-”

“Enough!” Xavier says, cutting off my dad again.

He reaches me and places his hand on my chin forcing me to look back up at him.

“You are not a rogue are you?” He raises a brow and I just stare at him.

“I don’t even know what that means asshole.” I whisper. He lets go of my face roughly and squints his eyes at me.

”Somebody, wash her hair now! with products that wash off dye!” Xavier yells out to his pack members.

I turn to dad and see that his eyes are wide eyes and it confuses me. I still don’t understand why being an omega is a bad thing or how me having white strands of hair makes me one. Anyways, why is dad looking like he's just seen a ghost?

I look at Melissa and Becca. They both look like their shitting themselves.

What is going on!?