Twenty one years ago...
It was the night of my 13th Birthday. A day where I should have just chilled with my friends. We were going to go down by the canyon. Have a bonfire. But something wasn’t right. I could feel it. I stayed in my room telling them I wasn't feeling great.
My emotions were wreaking havoc within me. as if wanting an outlet from the confines of my body.
“Alejandro what's wrong?” my mom’s soft voice asked from outside the door.
“Just leave me alone, please.” Fear. I felt fear, something inside me was changing. I gripped the window ledge staring up at the moon.
“Leave him be, he isn't worth it.” my fathers cold voice came. He had always hated me; I don’t even know why.
My heart was racing in my chest. I hated this. it was as if something was screaming to be set free. I closed my eyes, trying to calm myself. But it was no use, I could hear them all. The voices in the entire house. Why was this happening? I could hear every poisonous word that left my dad's mouth as they walked away.
“Ricardo… he’s a child, there must be something wrong.” Mom whispered to dad as they entered their bedroom.
“He’s a disobedient mutt. There’s nothing wrong.” He scoffed. Anger filled me with a fiery passion. Why the hell did he hate me so much? My heart was thumping loudly. The moon was making me feel odd. Why did it have to be a full moon tonight? Ever since I could remember I felt restless on a full moon. Sure, I was a werewolf, but this wasn’t normal, and it wasn’t like I had a wolf yet.
“I’m not disobedient.” I whispered. What did I do wrong? I always tried to live up to his standards, but I was never good enough.
“He’s a worthless piece of trash. That one is going to die young. Trust me.” His words made my blood boil. My fingernails dug into the window ledge. A growl tearing from my lips. I saw red as I turned towards the door. I was done with having to hear this.
I pulled it open and stormed down the hall to my parents’ room. Each antagonising remark that left my fathers lips made my anger surge. I ripped open their door, not even realising I had taken it off the hinges.
My mother screamed and dad looked shocked.
“What the fuck is that…” he whispered looking at me. I glared at him feeling agonising pain rip through me. My bones felt like they were burning and breaking.
“I'm not trash! I'm not disobedient!” I growled, not caring about the pain. I couldn't even recognise my voice or understand what was happening. Dad’s eyes widened as he stepped back looking up at me. I frowned, why was he looking up at me? He was taller than me.
“You worthless mut! How dare you! What the hell are you!?” Dad roared; he was the Alpha.
He always hated how his Alpha command never worked on me. I knew it was that reason. The reason he always beat me when I disobeyed him. To show me that he was stronger. But why? Was that such a big deal?
“I am not worthless. Why do you hate me so much?!” I growled; I couldn't even recognise my voice.
“I told you he was a freak…” Dad whispered disgust and contempt clear in his voice. Anger flared within me, and I lunged at him.
It felt like a nightmare. I could see what was happening but at the same time I wasn’t in control. I saw my black furry paws with long claws tear into my father. I couldn't feel anything but at the same time I was calm. And then suddenly everything went black.
When I came to, I was standing naked in my parents’ bedroom. A once summer country room that was now a nightmare. Shredded body parts littered the room and blood. Claw marks stained every inch of the walls and floor. The strong smell of coppery blood tarnished the air. I stumbled back, horror filling me. I looked at my hands. Hands that were covered with blood. I scanned the floor, I remember attacking dad, but what about mum?
I rushed across the room, to the other side of the upturned bed. Stopping in my tracks when I saw the hand that lay on the floor wearing a ring. Mom’s ring… Mom’s hand. No… how could I have attacked mom… No. No. No. My heart thundered in my chest, and I wished I could reverse time.
I had done this. I had murdered my parents and I had no idea how. But one thing was clear. Dad was right. I was a freak. A freak of nature. Whatever I had turned into, wasn’t normal.
That was my first shift. The first time I had taken someone's life. But it was far from the last time…
KIARA The wind blew through my hair, a pleasant welcome on this warm day. The sun was lowering itself in the sky and I knew I’d have to head inside soon. I was sat just outside our family home, near the river. I smiled gently, my eyes glued to the book in my hand ‘My Future Stepbrother’ By Monroe Thirty. I loved this book. I smiled as I turned the page as I leant back against the tree. But I didn’t get to lose myself in the book and fantasise about crushing on the male lead Jayce because Liam, my twin brother and future Alpha of The Blood Moon pack ran over. “Kia, join us. We’re going to go watch a movie.” He said, running his fingers through his hair. I looked up into his cerulean blue eyes, which mirrored dads. He looked a lot like dad actually. The onl
ALEJANDRO The smell of sex and sweat hung in the air, the sound of skin against skin and moans from the two women who lay on the bed filled the room. They kissed each other as I fucked one of them. I didn’t really feel anything, even as my release rushed through me. I simply pulled out and got off the bed, taking a drag from the cigarette that was between my lips. Not even bothering to cast the two she-wolves I had just fucked a second glance. They won’t be able to walk for a good day or two. They had fulfilled their purpose, and now I didn’t want to see them again. Women were all the same to me. I fucked them and I moved on. I was 34 and I didn’t have a mate, but I'm glad. I am not mate material. I am a fucking twisted freak of nature, I guess not being a werewolf meant I didn’t get one. It’s been over 10 years and I accepted that fact. It just m
KIARAI shifted mid-run, feeling the thing behind me run faster. It wasn’t a rogue I knew that much. I couldn't see where I was going, but I kept running, my ankle screamed at me in protest, and I stumbled a few times.Although my mind screamed at me to turn and look at what was chasing me, a basic instinct. One which was of no use to me I wouldn’t be able to see. I hit a wall and growled, turning I knew I had to fight, or I was done for. I lashed out but I was knocked to the ground. I could hear it approaching as I got up once again. I felt it sniffing me and I tensed, did it not want to kill me. I was wrong, the next thing I felt was something bite into my neck making me howl in pain. The wound stung and I felt my body force itself to shift. My shoulder was aching painfully.A loud growl ri
KIARA"Someone who fucking saved you pup." His deep voice sent shivers up my spine. His scent filled my senses."What’s your name?" I asked softly, feeling the heat from his body sent shivers of pleasure up my spine."Kiara.""Huh?" That’s my name-"Kiara! Kiara!" I frowned. The voice changed to one I recognised rather well. My eyes flew open to see Raven hovering over me. I blushed, realising I had been dreaming. Pushing her back, I sat up.The sun was shining through the curtains and I leaned over, turning my lights off."What were you dreaming about?" Raven asked, curiously staring at me.
ALEJANDRO I looked out at the river; I was just outside of Blood Moon Pack territory. Although I had sent the message, I was coming, I couldn't bring myself to enter that pack. The young woman I saved last night flashed through my mind. I was sure she was from that pack. There was something about her. For one, she wasn’t looking at me when she asked who I was. The second was that I hadn't been able to get her voice out of my head. It was slightly husky yet sensual. She was young. I could tell that much from how perfect her skin was. She had her legs crossed, hiding her lower regions, and her arms and hair covered her breasts. For someone who had just been attacked, she still seemed to have cared about her modesty. I've seen more women than I can remember. One more was nothing to it... That was a fucking lie
KIARA Dad was blowing things way out of proportion, blaming Liam for something that wasn’t even his fault. We were in the family lounge, although we were keeping our voices low. Everyone was tense and pissed. "Alright, I get it. I’m sorry!" Liam said closing his eyes, trying to be the calmer one. "Dad enough!" I said frustrated. Mum frowned, placing a hand on dads chest. She was angry we had lied but what did they expect? They always blamed Liam and I hated it. "Elijah. Enough. She’s ok and you need to stop thinking she’s a baby." I gave mum an appreciative smile. If anyone understood it was her, I just wished the others did too. I hated that Liam already blamed himself and now dad was only making matters worse. "I get it, I messed up. I should have stayed with her until she came out of the bathroom." Liam said frowning. I shook my head, hell no. "Dad! Liam! I left the cinema of my own will. If I just returned to the screening room, I
ALEJANDRO "Or What?" Her words surprised me, but I didn’t let it show. Right now controlling my instincts was proving really hard. She lay there on the bed, not even an ounce of fear came from her. That shocked me more than anything. She knew I was stronger; she wasn’t fucking dumb. Her breasts were close to spilling out of her thin-strapped dress and my eyes took in her hardened nipples. I narrowed my eyes at her remark. "You don’t want me to show you what." I said coldly. "Maybe I do?" She challenged, trying to push me off. Her words were tempting me and I was ready to show her exactly what, when suddenly she pinched my nipple hard. I raised an eyebrow, even when her nail had dug into the piercing I didn’t even flinch. Her soft fingers sent a delicious sizzle of pleasure through me. Letting go of her neck, I now pinned both of her arms to the bed on either side of head. "That won't work. Are you really going to resort to such petty tricks?"
KIARA I shut my door, my heart pounding. What was that...? I felt humiliated and mocked. Why had I even let him touch me? A sting of pain jolted through me. I had made a complete fool of myself, and I had to face him for an entire week. What would dad think if he ever found out? The feel of his fingers down below lingered. I closed my eyes, sliding down the door until I was sitting on the floor. Only my fairy lights were on, all I could see was black and the little glowing drops of light. I felt utterly confused. Sure I have had sex, but to get all worked up over someone so quickly… It confused me. His hurtful comment that I was a slut had really hit me hard. I pursed my lips and stood up, feeling for the light switch. I flipped it on and walked over to my wardrobe. I was going to shower, I didn’t need the feel of his hands on me. I paused, tempted to call my occasional sex partner over. I needed to get that asshole out of my head. Picking up my phone