The King's mate

Dreams and a new Alpha

Melania's POV

I knew this day would come when my father would retire and make David the new Alpha of the pack, my stuff was packed, and I was ready to go as soon as the ceremony started. I still remember the day I asked my father about the Alpha position after he retired. His harsh words, " You will never be Alpha the day I retire David will become Alpha" He looked at me with his cold eyes and smirked, "You do not even have a wolf, you are just a weak human anyway, so you can not even contest David for the position." As I walked away, I knew he knew nothing. I was stronger than him and David both, but I did not want to be Alpha; I wanted to be free. I knew David, and I knew he hated me for being the real alpha. He was afraid that I would turn against him one day and take the pack from him, so he had to get rid of me. I can not say I will miss this pack or my father. They treated me bad, and it just went from bad to worse the day my mother died. I look at her photo in the little locked I have around my neck, and my eyes tear up. She loved me so much, but she could not stand the betrayal of her mate. Wolf mate bonds are powerful. She told me never to trust and never show my emotions even if I get hurt so much that it felt like I can die. Keep your head high and walk away from whatever of whoever hurts you. Another girl of my age was dreaming about finding their mates. I dreamed of freedom, running away to a big city where nobody will find me and I can live in peace all by myself, never giving anyone power over my feelings. I saw what it did to my mother. After I was born, she found out that she could never have pups again. It made my heartless father angry as he wanted a son, and he started sleeping with the pack w***e, who thought she would become my stepmother. Her only purpose was to give him a son, and she did—David, the cruel little brad that was my father's world and was spoiled rotten. After giving birth to him, my father killed his mother because she had done what he wanted and gave him a son. My mother could never accept my father's son, and after a heavy argument one night, my father lost his control and killed my mother.

He blamed me for not being a boy and took all his anger out on me after my mother passed away. I hated him! I would never forget how she treated my mother and the way she wasted away after he was sleeping with that w***e! After that, I became the pack slave. I was allowed to go to school, but no one spoke to me or even tried to make friends. I was all alone in this world. I had to sleep in a little room near the packhouse kitchen with nothing in it but a blanket. I had few belongings, and mostly old clothes were given to me by the pack doctor when no one looked. She was my mother's friend and had a good heart. One of the few I will miss when I am gone from this hellhole I had to live in. Some nights when my father got drunk, he would hold me and let my half-brother, the little brat, hit and bite me until I passed out in pain. He called it part of the brat's training to become Alpha. I guessed that disrespecting a female was a part of being an Alpha in my father's eyes. I had no wolf at that time, and even after my first shift, my wolf never talked to me. I did not want anyone to find out I had a wolf. It would make me an even bigger threat to my brother and my father. I did not heal after they beat me up as I would not allow my wolf to come forward and think she understood. I knew we were different and strong, but I would only go for short-run with my wolf on the night the pack was busy and did not need me. My heart still felt a bit sad about leaving my uncle John. However, my aunt and nieces never liked me. He trained me in secret, teaching me how to defend myself in my human form. He was the only one I trusted, but I have never shifted even in front of him. They all think I have no wolf and was just a human. I also trained myself a bit in my wolf form and made some of the moves and things I saw the other wolves did in training on the nights I went for my short runs. I was never allowed to train. They always wanted to keep me weak. Still, I knew my wolf was strong. Whenever I turned, I felt her I wish she would talk to me and tell me why we were so different from other wolves. Still, I think it must just be the Alpha blood, and although I knew somehow that I was even stronger than the normal Alpha, I also knew I was not ready to battle anyone just yet. I was not strong enough to fight my father or my half-brother yet, hence the cowardly act to run away. Hopefully, in my last cowardly act, I wanted to become strong and maybe one day revenge my mother!

 The Moon Goddess once appeared in a dream to me, warning me not to let anybody know who or what my wolf was until I found my real pack, my mate's pack, a special pack that is strong and that can teach me about my powers before I attempt to use them. I never wanted to find my "real pack" or "my mate", but I was certain he would reject me, so if I ever found him and his pack, I would reject him if he did not do it first, and I will go on living my life of freedom. I want to become an independent free spirit that people will look up to. I hate being this pathetic little good for nothing girl. Everyone was looking down on and walked all over. I am done to be pathetic. I want to become strong like the woman my mother wanted me to be. I do not want to be a broken woman like my mother, and she never wanted me to become like her, so she always told me to promise her I will never show any weakness. So far, I have failed her, letting everyone step on me, but no more! I never found a mate when I turned 18, and it never surprised me even if he was out there. He would reject me or treat me like my father treated my mother.

My father's Beta and my uncle walks into my room, pulling me out of my daydreaming. I looked up at him and gave him a quick smile. My mind was still wandering off. I had a dream last night. I was walking in a field filled with the forest's smell after the rain. I felt refreshed and wanted to run freely through the field. I was free from all the torture I had to endure from my father and my half-brother. I felt alive. There was beautiful steam, and it ran through the forest. I stood in front of the steam and started following if and came to a castle in the middle of the forest. Then I saw him standing in the window naked, looking down on the forest. He stood tall like a statue. He was handsome with his black hair and dark brown eyes. His body was perfect in every way, from his wide shoulders to the six-pack on his stomach. His leg was long and muscular, his arms perfect with bulging muscles. I did not allow my poor virgin eyes to look at his other parts, but I am sure they would be perfect as well. The Goddess herself sculpted him, and I thought as I looked at him in awe. He looked right through me as if he did not see me, as if he was looking at someone standing behind me. His eyes were full of love and lust as if he saw the love of his life. I am sure he fell from the heavens and landed on earth because surely he was a god. The dream was so vivid it almost felt real. Like I was really there. The connection I felt with him was so real, but he was looking at someone else. I felt a loss, and it felt like my heart was breaking when he looked right through me to the one that was chosen for him, that stood behind me. I turned around to see what he was seeing, but there was nothing, nobody at all. I woke up this morning still feeling a bit sad. I need to stop this. I want freedom, not a mate, even if he looks like a god!!! A man like that would reject me anyway. I was a plain Jane with my brown hair and green eyes. I was nothing to look at, and I felt so ugly and useless. He obviously had a mate and only had eyes for her. I have a lot of dreams since I was a child, and some of them came true. None of them felt as real as this one, though. I am not sure why I had this dream.

."I see you are all packed and ready to go, kiddo," my uncle said with a sad voice pulling me away from my daydreaming. Again I seem to do that a lot today. 'Yes, Uncle John, I am ready to go. As soon as the ceremony starts and they all are too busy, I will make a run for it," I answered. I was tensed because I knew if they caught me, I would die tonight.

"I will miss you, kiddo and remember all the things I taught you. It might come in handy when you are a rogue. I wish it could have been different. I wish it were you who was becoming Alpha tonight. The title is rightfully yours, and in my heart, you will always be my Alpha."

I feel tears streaming down my cheeks as I said my goodbyes to my Uncle, the only one in this pack that actually stood up for me and defended me when people were treating me bad, but I also feel tears of joy as I know for the first time in my miserable life I will be free! I was the only one not invited to the crowning of the new Alpha. I was happy for once for not being invited to a packed event. They fought. I was just a weak human, so they did not lock me up, although I knew my half-brother was planning on killing me tonight.

I hear the ceremony start and jump in my dad's pickup truck and drove away in the night, and I did not switch on the lights. My eyesight is good as I am a wolf, and I do not want any attention until I leave pack territory. I took the pickup not to know I have a wolf and will still think of me as a weak human.  Just as I leave our territory, I hear the chants from the pack, "Long live Alpha David!"