The Rare Alpa

Louise "Papa no! Please no! I'm sorry!" I cried so hard while blocking the punches and kicks that I'm receiving from my father. He looks so decided to end my life right now after he caught me getting bullied in my school.  I mean, I was the one who got bullied, but here he is, getting mad at me and punishing me for the reason I wasn't even at fault. He told me that he doesn't have a child who cannot stand for themselves and let mere kids bully me.  What can I do? I'm 5'3, too thin for a 2nd year highschool, weighing 43 kg, wearing thick eyeglasses and always love to study. Just like what others would call me, I'm a nerd. But is it wrong to be like this? Is it wrong to be weak? I'm not even weak, I just preferred to avoid troubles because first, I'm a girl for f**k sake. How can a small girl protect herself? But for my father's eyes? It is wrong to be like this. He even keep telling me  that I am such a disgrace and he shouldn't let me born because his child is a girl.  And especially if you are a daughter of an Alpha. The strongest werewolf in your pack and in the entire city. But unfortunately, you have a child who doesn't even have half of your strength. I'm a werewolf too, but I haven't wolfed out yet. I don't know why. Sometimes I think that I am adopted and just a normie, but no. I am a product of the most beautiful and strongest Luna, while my father was built differently. He's so strong that no one could ever beat him even if everyone tries so hard. "You are always a piece of trash, you know that?!" He spat on my face and grabbed my hair, pulling me up from the floor.  All I could do is to cry and beg for him to stop, but his bloodshot eyes told me that this would be my end. I was just hoping my mom would arrive and see me before it's too late. "I am so disgusted with you right now!" He spat again and threw me on the wall. I hit my back. It hurts, of course! But I don't have time to be idle. I quickly picked myself up and ran away, unfortunately, he's blocking the way leading to the door, so I had no choice but to find another way out and there's the kitchen.  Wrong choice, but I had to escape. So I scurried down to the kitchen and was about to reach the back door but he successfully grabbed me and threw me again. My body slid through the countertop before I fell on the end and thudded on the floor.  "You're such a disgrace!" He growled and even if I couldn't see him, I knew he had already transformed into a big black werewolf with terrifying red eyes and two sharp fangs. He was growling low on his throat as I'm trying to crawl around the countertop.  "Larry!" Great! She finally arrived. "What are you doing to our daughter?!" My mom shouted as she ran inside the kitchen and looked for me. She caught me crawling on the floor. "Oh my gosh, Louise!" Mom yelled as she picked me up, but I'm too weak to stand up. I think I broke my ankle after falling from the countertop. "Don't touch that awful creature!" My dad shouted, his voice filled with hatred towards me.  "Stop it! It's your daughter!" Dad scoffed and he tilted his head to the side, looking at my mom with mocking eyes. "Are you even sure that she's mine?" He asked. I felt my mom's body tensed up and saw the most terrifying look on her face. "Remember that you were having an affair with a normie before you met me, right?" "How dare you accuse me like that?" Mom asked, her voice laced with certain disappointment while looking at my dad disgustingly. "You think I could do such awful things like that?" Dad's facial expression suddenly changed, not soft, but more aggressive. He then transformed into werewolf again. I'm used to see him like that but there's still a part of me that couldn't believe we are a family of werewolves. I mean, we are the most powerful creatures in the world, the king of the jungle is scared of us, vampires keep a low profile whenever there are werewolves around them, witches hate to encounter us and so on. My mom let go of me and she also transformed. Good thing we have a huge kitchen so two big werewolves could fit in. "Try to touch my daughter again." Mom said challengingly. She's putting me in danger. She should bring me away instead.  Dad growled, he walked his four feet around, then he stopped and leaped off towards me. Mom didn't let him touch me as she promised and used her wolfy head to knock my dad. Dad shrugged his body after he hit the wall and some debris fell on him. Then he growled again, glaring at my mother. "He is not my daughter." He said before charging towards me but mom blocked him, Dad used his head to throw away my mom and he snapped his head at me.  My eyes widened when he growled and showed me his teeth. I panicked, I crawled and crawled and crawled, but I look like stupid not even making any progress and I'm still on my spot.  "You have to die and I will make another one who would be so different from you." He said.  Honestly, it hurts to hear those words from your father. "Larry!" My mom shouted again and she's already a human, a blood dripping from her forehead.  After I saw that, I don't know what got into me. My vision suddenly became black and the next thing I could remember is I grabbed a knife. When I opened my eyes and vision started to become clear, I felt a warm liquid on my hands, then I looked up and met my father's eyes, looking at me with pride in them. "Larry!" My mom shouted when my dad fall down on the floor with a heavy thud. She quickly approached him and picked up his head, putting on her lap. "Larry!" I looked down to my hands and my eyes widened when I saw the kitchen knife along with my father's blood. I startled and dropped the knife on the floor as I walked slowly backwards until my back hit the sink. "W-what did I d-do?" I stuttered, raking my bloody hands on my brown locks, pulling them together just like how I'm trying to pull myself up together. My mom's cries began to grow louder as seconds passed by as my father didn't respond.  "What happened?!" Uncle Morty asked, he is my father's best friend and second in command in their wolf pack. He quickly ran to them but the first one he approached was my mom. "Are you okay?" He asked worriedly. The look in his eyes irks something in me. "Please, help us! Call the doctor!" "Okay, calm down first. I will call our doctor." Uncle Morty looked up to me and his eyes scanned me from head to toe and when he backed up his gaze, he stopped at my bloody hands. I don't know if it's only me or he did really smirk so small that no one would notice if you weren't staring at him.  My mom looked up to me with those cold eyes, but she didn't say anything as a lot of werewolves started to enter the room and they all carried my father out and my mom followed them, leaving me in distress. I felt a hand wrapped on my frail shoulder and when I turned to my side, I saw Uncle Morty, looking down at me with that proud smirk. "Don't worry, kid. It happens, rarely, but still happens." He said like he was telling me that killing my father with my own hands ain't a sin at all because it happens intentionally or unintentionally. "But if he won't survive tonight, you better be ready yourself because you will be the new Alpha of our pack." "W-what?" I asked, distorted with my forehead creasing up while looking at him with confused yet innocent eyes.  "That's how it works, Louise." He said and he ruffled my hair, his smirk was no longer there and it was replaced with a satisfied smile. "You did a very good job, kid." He then walked out of the kitchen leaving me all confused. A young boy that's about my age approached me when everybody left. I can't remember his name but I could see him around a lot with Uncle Morty. "You just created history, Louise." He said with those cute smiles. "I-I-I what?"  "If your father dies tonight, you will be the new alpha because you defeated the alpha." He jumped into the countertop and I was really amazed to be honest because he's so small. "Don't cry, you are not supposed to cry." He said as he looked down at me before reaching for the cupboard and started rummaging to look for some cookies or sweets.  I wiped my tears harshly using my arm and heaved deeply. "I'm not crying." "Yeah, you better not. Because an alpha does not cry." He said as he jumped down, landing perfectly with his feet. "Did you know that it is really rare to have a female alpha?" "I d-don't know." He smiled at me while there's a cookie  in between of his lips. "Now you know, nerd." He said and jumped off. "Your life will never be the same. So you better get ready." He tapped my head before he left me dumbfounded. "I-I-I'm an alpha?" I asked myself, blinking my eyes rapidly. "But I'm just 13 years old!" _______