JEN

I opened my eyes slowly as I felt the hard ground under me. Why am I feeling uncomfortable? Shouldn't I not be, considering I'm in heaven.

I just knew my father had killed me when he added weight to my neck. I could have sworn I felt a crack in my neck but then, POOF! Everything went black.

Mhmmm, I said to myself. Am I in hell then? I'm pretty sure I didnt do anything wrong that could have landed me in hell. I groaned as I sat up because I was hurting everywhere. My stiff bones felt like they were in the same position for days. What hurt most of all, was my pride. I was supposed to be next in line and this is how I fought? I was a disgrace. I frowned. Why didn't I win? I could have taken him down. Maybe I should get more training and then beat him up. Wait? Why am I alive? I mean I'm pretty sure I'm alive considering I feel pain.

But why did he let me live? He had beaten me?

I sighed as I looked around to see that I was in a cell. I took a deep breath. Oh wow, did I regret that! I was in a coughing fit because that smelled disgusting! Like pee and poop were mixed together!

I tried getting up but couldn't because of the sharp pain I felt in my leg and arm. I looked down at my leg and cursed. It didn't heal properly. I could tell by the way the bone was still sticking out from under my skin.

A few tears started to come out of my eyes. I wasn't crying because I might be down here for the rest of my life or that I might not get to see my brother and mother, oh no, I was crying because I knew I was going to have to set my leg back in place and would have to go through the pain, again. Besides, once my leg and arm are healed, I am going to bust out of this putrid smelling piece of shit.

I looked for something I could use to scream into but this cell was completely empty. EMPTY! Not even a fucken bed! I was still an Alphas daughter with Alpha fucken blood. My blood boiled thinking of the disrespect but then calmed down thinking that some of these people don't have a choice.

I looked down to see I had clothes on. Phew! Imagine being naked in this place! I even noticed I had on an underwear and a bra? Who dressed me? My mother?

I took my shirt off and I instantly heard a whistle.

"What the-!" I looked around but this time I actually looked around. I could see a male figure standing in the shadows across from my cell. He leaned against a wall in his own cell as his eyes burned into my exposed chest.

"Look away, pervert!" I yelled at the dude. He just chuckled! CHUCKLED! The asshole! I narrowed my eyes at him as he stepped out of the shadows.

My eyes instantly widened. Oh. My. God. This guy was hot! My cheeks instantly went red because I was staring too long causing him to smirk. Stupid face. His emerald green eyes glinted as the sun hit his perfectly sculpted face. I couldn't help but drool but I immediately sobered.

"Hey! Turn around! You asswipe!" He just kept staring, like staring, staring! Like he was trying to take my bra off with his mind!

I turned my torso around and proceeded to put the shirt in my mouth.

Okay, here we go.

I sucked in and held my breath.

Just as I about to break my leg and twist it, Mr. Pervert spoke again.

"I know something else that you could put in your mouth!" He said suggestively.

I ignored him and then with a quick twist, I broke my leg again.

I tried to contain my scream as much as I could but the shirt just didn't hold.

"Damn girl! That was intense!" I heard his voice pierce through my pain.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I yelled at him. "I AM NOT IN THE FUCKEN MOOD!"

"Damn! She fiesty!" I turned my head and gave him the hardest glare I could muster up.

He had his hands wrapped around the bars and this big smile on his mouth but I could see a hint of pity in his green eyes.

A door slammed open and my head snapped up to see a guard making his way towards my cell.

"What's with the commotion down here!"

I quickly put my shirt back on and wiped any tears that ran down my face.

The guard came into view and added to my relief.

"Michael! Oh my god! You have to help me!" I cried out desperatly.

Michael seemed a little surprised when he saw me.

"Alpha Jennifer! You're awake?"

Whoa! Back up! He called me Alpha? Nobody has called me that, ever. I've always been the Alphas daughter, never the Alpha. That makes me wonder, where is my father?

"Michael, I need to know why I'm alive."

He seemed to be contemplating on telling me or not.

"Michael!" He jumped and yelped.

"I said, tell me what happened." I commanded calmly.

"Well, after you passed out, the Alpha was about to crush your neck but the Alpha female, your mom, stepped in and she begged the alpha to not kill you. The Alpha was mad that your mother stopped him and he just...started to hit her." He looked down in shame. "We didn't even try to stop him. He just kept going."

My blood boiled as I thought about that animal hitting my mother. What kind of a mate was he! It was nearly impossible for a werewolf to hurt their mate.

"W-where is my mother?" I was afraid to ask. What if he killed her?

"She's fine now. Her bruises healed a few days ago."

I let out a breath of air but then sucked it right back in.

"What? A few days? But didn't this just happen?." I asked my heart speeding up.

"No, Alpha. You have been unconscious for a full week." I felt almost dizzy.

"But that means my father," I growled at that, he doesn't deserve that title, "would have retired 4 days ago? Right?" I was scared of the answer because if it was a yes then that means he had already merged the packs and if he says no, then I still have a little time to plan a better future for this pack.

"Yes."

SHIT! I think I was going to start hyperventilating.

"To top it off-"Michael said continuing, "-the Nocte pack's Alpha has decided to make the entire pack house his. He kicked out many werewolf families and most of them don't feel safe anymore."

Oh no, my pack doesn't feel safe?

"Some of the pack members are moving to a different pack."

"What!" I asked surprised.

As a werewolf, you never leave your own pack, no matter what. Well, only if you marry into another pack but never like this.

I grunted as I stood up on my leg. I walked closer to the bars of my cell and I shook them, trying to loosen them so I could get out and protect my pack.

"That won't work when your weak Alpha."

I looked up to see Michael concerned.

"Um, you look a little green Alpha. Are you okay?"

"No. I'm not okay. My pack is in danger and they need my help." I said while still trying to shake the bars out.

"Listen Alpha, you have to take care of your-" I couldn't listen to him right now. I need to get out.

I started to sweat with the amount of energy I was putting into the shaking and soon felt sick. So sick that I let go of the bars and fell to my knees.

"ALPHA!" He shouted in surprise. He looked down the hall and called for help. "I need help!" Michael yelled as he called over another guard.

I felt feverish so I checked my forehead but couldn't tell. I then felt a rough hand swipe my forehead. I looked up to see Micheal on his knees and reaching through the bars to get ahold of my forehead.

"Alpha! You're burning up!" He let go and called the other guard again.

"Stanley! Get over here!"

I heard a pair of feet shuffling over to him and then stop.

"What! God! Can't I have some peace?" His voice sounded rough and slurry, like he just woke up.

"Open this cell. Now." Michael said in a threatening voice.

"No can do! Alphas orders, this cell is to not be opened until the Alpha has given orders." I could just imagine him rubbing his large belly for some reason. I have never seen this guy in my life.

"She needs to see Sharry, she has a fever."

The guards voice actually sounded sincere. "Sorry man, I can't get into trouble. I've got a family to think about."

"Michael it's fine. I'm fine." I lied to him. I was starting to feel worse.

I then looked to Stanley. "It's okay, you can go back to what you were doing." I said in a weak voice.

I coughed a little and then laid down on the ground.

"Fine then. if you can't go to Sharry, then I'll bring her to you."

He left me feeling like shit.

"Soooooo...you're the daughter of Alpha Gray? Wow, I wasn't expecting that."

I almost forgot I had Mr. Pervert as a neighbor. Or should I say Mr. Noisy.

"My name is Zander in case you were wondering. Hmm, Zander and Jennifer? It's a nice fit isn't it? We can be Zanifer! Or Jender?" He babbled on with more stupid combinations like they were ever going to happen.

I just waved him off because I was tired.

Just as I was about to sleep, a disturbing thought ran through my mind; The Nocte pack has taken over my pack.

Yup, I am totally screwed.