Ch 2 - She Doesn't Know That She's a Wolf

SILAS

My mother and I stood at the graves that had broken her spirit. It had been six years since they were taken from us - six years since I’d built up a great hatred for rogues. It had been six years since I’d been forced to become the most powerful and feared alpha in the world to protect my people.

Even the royals fear me, but they mostly respect me. The elders have acknowledged that I possess great power, but that will never bring my father back. It will never bring my grandfather back. All it guarantees, is that no one will harm anyone I love ever again.

“Honey, let’s go home. I can’t be here anymore,” my mother said sadly as she squeezed my hand. There are no women I love more than my mother, my grandmother, and my sister.

They are the most important people to me.

I helped her back to the car and helped her in, before driving us home. The ride was silent, and I was thankful for that. I don’t appreciate chatter when I’m not in the mood. We pulled up to the house and she didn’t wait for me to help her out as she dashed for the house.

I knew she was going to cry, and it broke my heart to see her like this. Most wolves commit suicide after losing their mates, but my mother is somewhat adamant to live. It’s been six years, and even though she cries, she still refuses to join my father. She insists that she will not leave me while I don’t have my mate with me.

I stepped into the house to find my grandmother seated in her usual seat at the window. Just like my mother, she was void, but with her, she wouldn’t even speak and her mind was blocked off to everyone, myself included. Most of the pack had guessed that it must be a result of losing her husband and her son too. My grandfather was killed together with my father by rogues.

We hadn’t even seen the attack coming, but I vowed that I would never let a rogue mess with my family ever again.

I sighed and headed up to my office. I live in a house next to the pack house with my mother and grandmother. I didn’t want them to be overwhelmed by the presence of the pack all the time. They needed their space to heal, and more often than not, I needed my space to rule in peace.

I took off my jacket and sat in my chair, tired from all that had happened, and all that I was expecting to happen. Running a pack as huge as mine, and as efficiently as I do, is tiresome – except one forgets that aspect when ruling is the only thing you live for.

I let my thoughts wander to what having a mate will be like. Many think that I am strict and void of any emotion, but they don’t know that I welcome the thought of a mate more than anything. It’s one of the things a wolf looks forward to, which then confuses me as to why people think I wouldn’t want to meet mine.

I mean, I am an Alpha after all.

To have someone love me for who I am, wholeheartedly, would be a dream come true. I want a woman who will not only match my standards and help me grow as a person, but a woman who will be a mother to our pack. I have encountered too many females who have thought they could break me, when I could see that they were really after power.

I know my mate won’t even care about such things, and will only see me for me.

“She will love us beyond true love and until the end of time,” Nikolas, my wolf said.

“Agreed,” I replied.

I was about to start with some paperwork, when Troy mind linked me. “Si, you home?”

I sighed. “Yeah, why?”

“Martha and Jorge want to see you. Apparently it’s urgent bro.”

“Alright, send them through.”

Troy is my best friend and beta. He’s the only one who knows me for who I really am under all the layers of fear and power. He’s been my best friend since we were babies, and his father was my father’s beta. I waited as I heard the old couple trudge up the stairs, until they knocked at the door.

“Come in,” I said, my voice probably sounding cold.

They both bowed their heads. “Alpha.”

I gestured to the two chairs before me. “Have a seat.”

“Thank you for agreeing to see us on such short notice Alpha,” Martha spoke. I respect these two elders a lot more than most because Jorge was my grandfather’s beta and he’s Troy’s grandfather.

“It’s my pleasure. What would you like to speak about?” I questioned.

Martha shifted, visibly uncomfortable, before she spoke. “Well, we would like to have your permission to bring our granddaughter to come and live with us. Her parents and sister were brutally murdered a week ago and she has nowhere else to go.”

Something about her words sent a strange feeling down my back – the same feeling I got a week ago, but that one was worse.

It was painful.

“Is she a wolf?” I asked.

“Yes she is, but she will not be joining the pack,” Jorge stressed. All the elders have the choice of living in the pack house or in the houses surrounding.

I frowned. “Is she already a part of another pack?”

“No, but she is still not joining this pack,” Jorge replied.

I stirred uncomfortably. “Jorge, I do not have a tolerance for rogues, and you’re asking me to allow one into my territory?”

“Well, yes. She doesn’t know that she’s a wolf,” he informed.

“Come again? How can she not know? Has she not shifted yet?” I asked in confusion.

“She turned seventeen a week ago and no, she hasn’t shifted. She’s never been exposed to this world before, so she knows nothing about it, but she is a wolf,” Martha was the one to reply.

I scowled. “That’s impossible.”

“We can’t tell you why, but we do need you to trust us. Your grandfather trusted me Silas, and I hope that you can trust me on this too,” Jorge said in a defeated tone. The man is rigid, and seeing him like this made me realize that he really meant it.

“Will she be a danger?” I asked, feeling myself give in.

“No, she won’t. She doesn’t even know that she’s a wolf remember?” Martha said softly. I sighed heavily.

“Alright, she may live with you, but if she causes trouble, I will retaliate,” I warned.

“Thank you Silas,” Jorge said as he nodded. I returned the nod before the couple left.

“So, a rogue huh?” Troy smirked as he sat opposite me.

“You really should stop doing that,” I said, in reference to his eavesdropping.

“Whatever! A rogue who doesn’t know that she’s a wolf? This could be interesting,” he stated, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Troy, stay away from her, and that’s an order. I don’t want any trouble,” I warned.

“That’s not fair dude! What if she’s like super hot?” he complained.

“Troy, she’s your cousin,” I pointed out as I rubbed my temples. He shrugged.

“You look tired man,” he commented.

“I am, and this trip isn’t making me feel any better about myself,” I groaned.

“If it makes you feel any better, I don’t look forward to playing alpha to nine hundred and forty two wolves while you’re gone,” he chuckled.

“It does make me feel just a little better,” I smiled.

“Good! Now get going! You need to be there in the next 24hours,” he said.

“Don’t remind me,” I mumbled as I grabbed my stuff before heading out.

RIA

It was painful watching Angelina suffer like this. Her parents were killed by rogues, but we couldn’t tell her that. We all know that she’s a wolf, but for some reason, she doesn’t know it.

She’s more human than anything and she’s never shifted.

We can all scent the wolf in her, as small as it seems. She’s been deemed an Omega by most, but I know that she’s far from it. There must be a reason why her wolf refuses to make itself known to her and to the world.

“How is she?” I asked Dane as he stepped out of her room. She didn’t want to see anyone else but him, and I was ok with that.

He sighed. “She’s still not saying anything.”

She’s been mute since they found her family. The funeral was held three days after the deaths, and her grandparents had come. They left to ask their alpha if she could come and live with them, much to our protests.

“She’s leaving soon; did you tell her?” I asked.

“I did, and she just nodded. I don’t know what else to do,” he said before the doorbell went. I went down to answer it and Mr and Mrs Wisteria, her grandparents, were there.

“Hello dear,” Martha greeted as she hugged me. I was acquainted with her grandparents, so I welcomed their affections.

“Hey grandma,” I smiled.

“Is she still not responsive?” Martha asked.

I shook my head as Dane came down. “Nope.”

“Alpha Lewis,” they acknowledged him.

“Hey,” he said softly, hugging Martha and shaking Jorge’s hand.

“Alpha Keller has agreed for her to come and live with us,” Jorge informed us. Both our eyes went wide.

“Keller? Silas Keller?” Dane asked. The couple nodded.

“You’re a part of the Black Moon Pack?” I asked in disbelief.

“Yes little one. Jorge here was the beta many years ago,” Martha smiled.

“Wow!” I said in awe. The Black Moon Pack is the most powerful pack in the world.

“Well, we need to get her and get going,” Jorge said. We nodded and led them to her bags. I had packed her stuff for her, while Dane went to fetch her. Her stuff was all in the car when she came down with Dane.

“Are you ready to leave princess?” Jorge asked her tenderly. She surprised all of us by running into his arms. She didn’t cry, but she held onto him.

That was the first sign of responsiveness from her.

“Everything will be ok,” Jorge said before kissing her forehead. She nodded before turning to me. I had a lump in my throat before she hugged me. She didn’t need to say anything because I felt what she wanted to say to me.

“I love you Ria. Never forget that.”

I froze, since I heard her in my head. When we pulled back, she looked just as confused. We didn’t say anything about it though, as she went to hug Dane. She kissed him on the cheek, before leaving with her grandparents.

“Dane, she’s a rogue in a sense, and Silas hates rogues,” I pointed out.

“I know. I hope he doesn’t kill her because she doesn’t even know that she’s one of us,” he sighed.

I hope everything goes well for her.

I wouldn’t want to lose my best friend in the hands of a heartless alpha.