“Nadia Shackles” Tied To The Alpha King

Nadia’s POV”

They died and it was your fault.

You were supposed to protect them, that was your job.

You failed.

My mind batters me with these thoughts every waking moment. Sometimes I can shake them, but most times I can't. But part of it is true. I was supposed to protect them, and I did fail. I swing my feet over and inhale sharply as my feet touch the cold floor of my room. I stretch, reaching my hands above my head and rotating my neck, hearing the ever so familiar crack as it releases the tension look down and see the familiar shine of silver around my wrists, and I sigh.

It's been six years since that day, and only mere weeks after the incident, these shackles were put on as punishment. I'm bound with silver, which has over time, locked away my wolf side - including the consciousness of my wolf, Seles. It's been ages since I could hear her in my mind, and I've missed the company of her every single second. We worked so hard to be what we were, and now we've

been reduced to nothing because I failed to protect the Alpha and Luna.

The Alpha and Luna of my pack, Pure Moon.

The Alpha and Luna that accepted me when I was abandoned as a little girl on their pack lands.

The only family I'd known.

I walk slowly over to the bathroom door and push it open, taking care not to be loud to wake up my roommates in the house. My only two friends who care about me now, Gabby and Lynette.

Gabby is one of the packs trainers and trained me back when I was working towards being a Wolf warrior, and Lynette is one of the pack healers who has tended to many injuries, but most recently mostly mine. They've stuck by me through everything I've experienced since that horrible day and have made it clear that they're not abandoning me anytime soon, so I guess that's good.

As I run the shower, I let my mind wander again to how my life was before this. I always regret it, but it was happier times.

I grew up here after I was left on the edge of the pack lands when I was around five years old. The Luna had discovered me, bruised and dirty and

immediately brought me to the Alpha mansion to get me cleaned up. She told the Alpha that she was going to take care of me, and that was that. They

also had a son, Mike who was a couple years older than me at the age of seven. So, I went from being a lonely little girl to having a family, and an Alpha family at that. They never officially adopted me, but I was welcomed into their family and the pack without question. They loved me as their own.

The years flew by with little problems aside from Mike and I not getting along like any brother or sister would, and soon enough we were young teenagers dealing with first crushes and the like. It was then that Mike and I started our training to prepare us for future roles we would take in the pack. We went through rigorous weapons and

fighting training, where I discovered that I excelled. Mike was brought into more of the pack duties as he would one day be Alpha and would

need to know the ins and outs of diplomacy within the pack. The Alpha and Luna were stern and made

sure we knew what was expected of us, but they always treated us with respect and love.

When I was 16, I decided I wanted to become a warrior. I already knew how to fight, and I fought well. I wanted to protect the pack and be a force to

be reckoned with when it came to our enemies. I worked my ass off for the next two years and when I was 18, I was the top ranked and only female

fighter in our pack. I became close friends with Gabby and Lynette around this time, as Gabby was my sparring partner and Lynette was the one

tending to most of my injuries.

Then came the best thing that was ever asked of me. The Alpha and Luna asked me to be their guard. They knew I had worked so hard and rewarded me with one of the more elite jobs in the

pack. I knew I was made for this, and I gladly accepted without hesitation. I was to be almost like their personal bodyguard and defend them if they

were to ever be in danger. Little did I know that I would fail miserably.

I went almost two years without a major incident as their guard, only really having to deal with minor confrontations and the odd threat that never amounted to anything when other packs and wolves saw me. I scared people, they knew what I

was capable of and knew getting into it with me would mean a whole world of hurt. I was a force to be reckoned with, and people knew it.

Just after I turned 20, the Alpha and Luna wanted to go out for a run. It wasn't anything out of the ordinary, we would all shift and run out near the

pack lands. I usually ran with them to let Seles out, but I was also watching for any trouble that might come our way. There had been reports of a surge of rogues all over, so I needed to be on alert. The Alpha and Luna told me that I needn't worry, that they could easily handle themselves if it came to it,

so it wouldn't be all on me.

But we never even made it out for the run. As soon as we passed the pack boundaries, I feltsomething was off, and sure enough rogues came out of the tree line faster than I could react.