An Unexpected Alpha Supreme

2 - Again

Juliette

“At least this is not that different from all the previous times I lived through this day.” I sing song to myself like a loonatic, as I looked around the old and unkempt house. The creepiness factor rises every time I find myself in here.

It’s like the ceiling is lowering its weight down on me, and the walls are closing in, caging me inside.

Of course, that’s only my stupid irrational fears coming to life and nothing else, but the fact that I’m scared to the bone, kind of takes my mind off what I learned about my future, which I guess is not such a bad thing.

The first time I ended up here, in this house, was after my father asked Jackson and I to give him a moment, essentially kicking my brother and I out of the meeting.

That day, when my brother insisted I join him and his friends for a movie, I caved and accepted. He means well Jack, he always does, wanting to include me, wanting me to have fun and not realizing he’s making my life harder by having me tag along.

Until this time, when the meeting was longer and I got to hear the plan that involved me marrying the prince, I was never able to escape going to the packhouse with Jack and his friends. And knowing what happened in all the previous times I have lived this day, I’m glad I’m finally able to avoid that.

Curling myself on the dirty old floor, I stare at the dusty decorum, contemplating if I should check out the bookcase and see what kind of literature the old school teacher turned psycho was into.

“Who am I kidding, I already know I'll read them.” I mutter and stand upright, going straight for the bottom shelf.

A leather bound journal type of book catches my eye and I pick it up knowing this is the first one I have to read, even though I already remember the location of the book that changed my perception of things. All in due time, I guess.

“Juliette!” I jump and let out an ear-piercing scream, and possibly a drop of urine.

“Jack, what are you doing here?” I almost yell at my brother. I’m starting to not like this version of today. I have somehow grown accustomed to the predictability of it all. “You almost gave me a heart attack.” I chastise my brother, dropping the book instantly.

“What are you doing in the creepy house?” He raises his eyebrow at me. “Come on. The guys are meeting us in the packhouse for a movie marathon. You in?” He puts an arm around my shoulders and guides me out of the house, no mention of the news we learned earlier about me marrying the prince. I guess I can't avoid this afterall.

"So we're just pretending like I wasn't promised to the Alpha Prince like some sacrificial lamb?" I say without looking at Jackson.

"Well Jules, don't forget that wolves love lambs." He lets out a wholehearted laugh along with his corny joke.

"Funny!" I snort. "I pity the one who will end up being mated to you."

"She's out there, and she'll just love my jokes, she has to." He squeases me a little harder as he gets that dreamy expression on his face. Jack may not say it, but he's getting anxious to find his mate.

"Yours is out there too, Juliette." He says in a much lower voice, like he doesn't truly believe it, and he's only trying to make me feel better.

"It doesn't really matter since I'm already promised to someone else, does it?" I whisper in pain, but know that Jack hears me loud and clear.

Unfortunately, he mistakes my sadness for that of not being able to meet my fated mate, when in fact it's a little disguised fear, because I know what I will be doing on my 18th birthday, which is tomorrow.

Falling into a comfortable silence, I walk with my brother, sighing that I still can’t change the course of what’s to come after we reach the packhouse, and also knowing that I’ll be back at the creepy house later. I just have to.

As Jackson and I walk in, I notice his group of friends already on the sofa in the big lounge of the pack house. Our family doesn't live here, but we often hang out around the pack house, since we are the Alpha family. I try to avoid it as much as I can, but I will find myself running out of excuses. Like right now, I have to join Jack and his friends, and as usual, I will end up making trips to the kitchen and bringing the food and the refreshments.

It's not like anyone ever asks me to, tbey wouldn't dare do that in front of Jackson, I always volunteer myself so I can get away from them. I'm always taking any chance I can to spend as little time with my brother's group of friends as possible, so as not to cause him any trouble. He is the future Alpha, and doesn't need more things on his mind. Unfortunately, I am about to ruin things for him.

The first movie finishes after a torturous hour where I had to sit here and feel deeply unwanted. Jackson seems oblivious to the sneers and stares that his friends always send my way, and also to the not so subtle jokes they all make. To me, it's clear they hate me tagging along and find me a nuisance even if I barely dare to breathe near them.

I get up first and make my way to the kitchen once more with a tray full of food wrappers and empty soda cans. It’s not until I’m getting back to the lounge and notice there are only two figures left on the couch, that I understand hell is about to break loose, so I steady myself.

The people on the sofa are my brother and Lena, a Beta born she wolf who has been one of his groupies since they were in diapers, and to her huge dissapointment she is not his fated mate. The others must have read the room and given them some space. Since Jack is the future Alpha, he gets dibs on every girl he wants, but he usually avoids doing that. Only that Lena can be very persistent.

Just as I am slowly backing away, trying to be as quiet as a mouse, I catch what Lena is saying. s**t, this isn’t good!

"Such a shame that the Moon Goddess wasted such a pretty face on a failure like her. Honestly Jack, she's like the pack's runt rather than an Alpha. It looks like you got all the good genes." I close my eyes, frozen in place, knowing this is it, the moment Jackson will snap and almost snap her neck in the process.

Not even a second later, Lena is dangling in the air, her throat constricted by my brother's angry hand gripping it tightly. Seeing her face go a dangerous shade of purple, I abandon my initial plan of leaving them alone in the hopes of changing the course of the story, and instead I jump on Jackson, pleading with him to let her go before he kills her.

It is obvious by the black, menacing eyes that his wolf is in full control, but I still claw at his arm until I manage to catch his attention and he takes back the reins of his body. Not even as a human, Jackson feels like letting Lena go for disrespecting her Alpha, the Alpha Supreme nonetheless.

See what I meant? I'm supposed to be the Alpha Supreme, the one that can command any wolf. Heck, that would have been really useful in a situation like this, yet there is nothing, no supernatural powers in me, not even a damn wolf spirit.

My brother, bless him, rivals my mom and dad in being my biggest supporters. That's why I can't keep making their lives difficult like this. Though, I’ll have to admit, regarding my mom and dad I’m seriously debating their parenting skills at the moment.

Jackson thankfully lets Lena go, not before my screams and pleas attracted a small crowd. I take advantage of the commotion to leave, and I run until my legs give out, which is not that far, to be honest.

How I wished that I at least had a wolf, so I could shift and run just like the others do. But I don't even have that, so I had to stop and catch my breath.

I look around and I’m standing in front of the creepy house again. Of course I’ll end up here. I didn’t even realize I came here. In all honesty, I remember running the opposite way. But I still decide to take refuge inside once more, thinking that Jack is a little busy explaining himself at the moment and if others are searching for me, they wouldn’t think of looking for me in here.

Thinking back, tracing my fingers over the dust covered furniture, I see that this is where it all started, my idea of finally being able to end it all, not just my misery, but my family’s, too. The only thing to do now, is reread the part where I learn that by the Alpha Supreme dying, the whole werewolf race would not cease to exist.

To say the woman who owned this journal was cuckoo as cocoa puffs would be an understatement. I might have gotten a little carried away and read more than the little journal, I also got to her secret stash of books about witchcraft, reading more and more every time I relive the day.

Ignoring the references about how much she wanted to make my father suffer and the very creative ways she planned on killing him, which is the stuff of nightmares, I got to a very interesting paragraph that talked about the Moonstone and the human blessed to be its keeper, AKA, my mother. Straight after that, I get to the part that really interests me: the death of the Ultimate Alpha. I chuckle, knowing that I like that title better than the Alpha Supreme, and then painfully remembering I don't even have a wolf, so really, how much of an Alpha am I?