LEAGUE OF ALPHA'S TRILOGY

2. 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 s*******r.

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 couldn't see the true threat that was in our own pack, the rogues that took refuge in our pack house were sent to study our ways of living and life, after seeing enough they left our pack. My parents didn't think of it much but then they returned with an army to take over our pack.

My pack wasn't well trained in combat and in no time many of our people were slaughtered, our beta Ken was forced by my parents to flee with us while they stayed behind to defend the pack, as we run I couldn't help but look back as they were being killed.

I was shattered inside and everything changed from all the fear, guilt of abandoning my parents and pain I felt.

Ken later found a small house and moved in, he took care of us until we became of age, we were very lucky that my father was very considerate to the point of saving a lot of his wealth out of our country.

The day I turned 18 was the worst day of my life, it hurt like a b***h to shift into my black wolf Vincent, I could feel my bones break, c***k and rearrange themselves as I screamed out for in pain for my dear life, my sister was right by my side with Ken but what I needed wasn't them, I needed my mate beside me.

A few years went by and I got used to shifting, it became less painful with time, but then the night of the full moon I went into rut. Rut was exaggerated s****l dimorphisms and increased aggression and interest in females, in my case it wasn't just in any female, it was mostly in my mate.

My wolf and I longed for her at the night of the full moon, as much as I would have loved to search for her and love her unconditionally I couldn't, I was a coward who hated himself for running away from his pack and parents when they needed him the most, despite my surviving pack members smiling at me, I could see the way they looked at me.

They hated me with their whole heart, after all when I run away I was 14 years old, as an alpha I was bound to at least try and protect them even without my wolf.

Day by day the guilt was eating me from inside, I had to leave, so I decided to go far away, Ken was furious and pointed out how I needed to guide my pack, but he was already doing a good job than I could so I told him to take up my position and be the alpha, he was hesitant at first but when he saw how my mind was set on my decision he decided to let me go. I traveled around a few countries before settling in a small town, it was quiet and most people seemed to mind their own business, it was the perfect place I needed.

I bought a house at the far end of the town which was near the forest and renovated it, I kept to myself mostly but for some reason when I went Into town a lot of people would greet me or try and talk to me, which ended up in me completely ignoring them or glaring at them.

Rhoyda soon visited me and refused to return back to our home country so I let her be. She was so happy but could not cook or clean the house, so I put up a sign of a wanted maid for just a week without thinking, when I realized how reckless the idea was, I took it down and tried to forgot about it.

Here I was yet again in my room feeling bored and lazy. I had a few paperwork to handle before going into town.

I unbuttoned my shirt and tried to lay down when the doorbell rang, I slowly went downstairs and stood on the stairs, Rhoyda walked to the door from the living room and opened it.

"Hi," she greeted.

"Hi," a girl's voice answered as Vincent Shifted in me.

Ever since I shifted into my wolf I completely ignored him, he was a part of me that I hated. I knew that he felt it and kept quiet never ever saying a word to me.

"How may I help you?" Rhoyda asked.

"Um... I came here looking for a job, there is this woman. Ms. Benedict if you know her, she told me that you might be looking for a live-in maid," the girl answered as Vincent let out a soft whimper.

He was trying to tell me something but I wasn't going to let him, I ignored him and focused on their conversation.

"Awesome," Rhoyda said loudly.

"Jason I have found the maid you badly wanted!" She screamed happily while looking at me.

"Send her away, I wanted a maid last week, not today Moron," I answered huskily.

"I'm sorry, I'm sure you have heard what he has just said," Rhoyda said softly.

"I understand, thank you," the girl answered.

Rhoyda closed the door and walked towards me sadly.

"You can be such a d*ck at times," she whispered sarcastically when she stood in front of me.

"I'm glad you know," I answered then frowned when I picked up the most amazing scent on her, Vincent growled loudly and tried to take over.

I leaned in closer and inhaled her scent, my nose flared as I took it in deeply, it was driving me crazy.

"Rhoyda, why the hell is your scent different," I asked in a loud growl as I tried my best to keep Vincent from coming out.

"Stop sniffing my asshole, it's from the girl who was here, I kind of hugged her out of joy," she answered.

"Where is she!" I yelled loudly.

"Gone," she answered.

I rushed from the stairs and opened the door. When I came face to face with her I held in my breath, she was the most beautiful angelic girl I had ever seen. Although she looked very young, she had a matured aura around her, she was short, my guess was that she stood at 5'8, her beautiful eyes were ocean blue, cute freckles covered her cheeks and her red hair fell perfectly on her shoulders. She was slim but had a very attractive figure, I noticed her checking me out and that made me uncomfortable as her eyes traveled from my abs going downwards.

I was having this urge to pull her to me and crush my lips on her sweet, tender ones.

"Stop," I ordered while trying so hard to control Vincent who was growling loudly at me for keeping him locked up, I couldn't understand why he was acting very desperate.

She quickly looked me in the eye then lowered her gaze to my lips.

"Quit checking me out," I commanded.

She gasped in embarrassment and quickly turned to run away but stopped when I held her hand tightly. 

She turned as I widened my eyes in shock when amazing tingles spread throughout my body. my control snapped and Vincent partially took over and whispered the one word I thought I could never say, the one word I was afraid of.

"Mate".