48. Alpha Jason's past

                       Jason's p.o.v

I walked in my bedroom with a lot of thoughts in my mind, in a week it was going to be a full moon, many thought of it as romantic while I saw it as a great pain, because that's when I went into rut. My little sister (Rhoyda) and I were among the few Werewolves that had survived an ambush and brutal slaughter.

I sat down on my bed and sighed as I remembered the past.

I was born in a family of loving Alpha parents, they were very kind and gentle with all the pack members and a few injured rogues that took refuge in our pack, my parents lived in a quiet environment with only one goal in mind, to uphold peace in the pack like our first past ancestors did.

We were so happy with our lives that we cou