ALLEN

Sometime, I was regretting being so nice, apologizing when I did not do anything wrong and making unworthy people as a priority in my life. A humiliating stopped me from yearning a mate. I am rather tagged as a mateless wolf for a whole life.

A dark phase in my life will not let me be free as a normal person. Oops, as a normal werewolf, I think. It cannot be erased as long as I am still breathing. I wished to not be found by family. I don't want any of them know about it. About the secret that I wished to bring into the grave.

I never planned to return here. I was rather willing been chased until my breath expiry. Since escaping the hell, I'd kept running around, passing a few countries to wipe off my track. I can end all the nightmares and everything by committing suicide, but I'd chosen to stay alive.

Because my life does not belong to me alone. The freedom I have today because of big payment of innocent life. To repay them, I need to stay alive. Living on behalf of these unfortunate souls. From that day onward, I kept running around after being chased by the elite squad. They demanded me to surrender and go back to the hell cage.

Luckily, a few hours before the enemy set ambushed, the Intel informed us about it. All the members split and run in separate ways to confuse the enemies. After a few weeks running around, I lost where I was. Mostly staying in a wolf form, mingling with wild pack.

After fully healing, I start running again. The enemies never gave up and finally caught my track. A fierce fight happened. For me, fighting against twenty or so rogues not a big deal. I can handle them easily. The problem was the presence of the hunters among them. The weapon they have can knock me only a second they released it.

That was why every time I met them, I will ensure to kill the hunter first and destroy the weapon. Sometime, I will use it to kill the whole or the next group. After eliminating them, I quickly left the scene. However, the enemy never ends. If I killed one, another group will appear. The cycles will keep around and around.

Today I had a strange feeling. A feeling of the anticipant, nervousness and anxiety. My instinct never lies on me. Quinten, my wolf also restless without a reason. On our heel is a group of pure rogues. Yes, I can differentiate between a normal rogue and assassin.

When fighting them, I was accidentally stepped into the pack land. My body felt like being electrocuted the moment my hind legs passed the boundary. Somewhat, I felt the missing piece in myself returned. Feeling a total completed. The rogues gave a wary look as if they know the pack. I need a break so I choose to stay until my strength recovered.

I knew the moment I'd been electrocuted, the pack must be alert about the intruder. I was in between two groups with the same outcome. Both of them will guarantee my death once they caught me. At least when I was in the pack ground, I still can negotiate with the alpha or his members. Hopefully.

The continuing fight had depleted my power to half. Some of the wounds still waiting to heal. The Wolfsbane in the wound causing them to slowly heal. After a moment of contemplating, the rogues made a decision to attack me. I fight for a dear life until the last one. The river of blood, mutilated bodies and innards organs spilled on the holy ground.

The scene is filled with brutal enough to cause a normal human trauma for a whole life. As for me, I have watched this as a normal scene every day. The first brutal torture implanted in my memory was the day when the rogues tortured daddy. It was all my faults.

The rogues wanted me but daddy interfered their plan. Causing them kidnapping both of us. As a revenge and pure entertainment, they forced me to watch the method they used to torture daddy. Although, I already have the wolf at that time, I still unable to help him.

The screaming and crying only fuel up their joy. I blamed myself over the case. If I never exist, daddy must still alive. The bad experience turned nightmare. A fierce howling wake me up from bad memory of the past.

I turn my sight left and right, spotting about ten fierce warriors emerged from the bush. Two gammas eyed me with loath and hatred. I have no reason to submit to them. Comparing to them, I am a superior due the alpha blood running in my veins. The eyes of the warriors landed on the mutilated bodies.

One of the gamma shifted to human form, "Who are you? Shift now?" He ordered me.

I didn't reply it and choose to leave the ground. It was too late though when I sensed a heavy presence of the alpha. A big dark wolf appeared. The alpha of the pack and someone I am so familiar with. The cold chills running around my skin. Luckily, they can't detect it because I am in wolf form.

Our dad! - Quinten shouted at the back of my mind. It shows a pure excitement.

Yeah, but I am not intending to let him know about us. – I persuaded my wolf.

Why? - The happiness has clouded its mind.

Look Quinten, if we are around them, our enemy will reach here one day. I don't want to drag them into our messy life. – I told it.

Okay. - It said in disappointed before retreat deep in my consciousness.

I focus on the wolf in front me. He shifted to human and wearing a shorts. Dad was no much aging in these ten years, but looks slightly exhausted. He thanks the members for capturing me. Although they actually didn't do anything.

The first shifted gamma give an explanation briefly and the alpha shocked by the truth. He eyed me with unreadable emotion.

"Argh, rogue killed rogue? Interesting. Get me that bastard here." He ordered his members although I am only ten steps from his standpoint. Unwillingly, I followed behind the second gamma.

"Shift!" He commanded me in alpha power. Because we are a family, his command did not affect me.

Sir, I apologize for stepping into your land. It's never my intention, though. So, can you let me out from your land peacefully. – I mind link him. The connection caused him shocked.

"I order you to shift now." He grounded the teeth hard showing a pure agitated. His warriors fall on their knees. I don't like people order me as they please. Thus, the order ignited an annoyed feeling in me too. My eyes flashes in between red to purplish. We growl to each other.

Out of the respect, I finally shifted into the human form. I prayed he would not recognize me. He scrutinized me from the head to toe. Suddenly, his eyes widened in shocked. Damn, my disguise failed.

"Allen, is you right son?" I could see his eyes watering and the nostril up and down. His acknowledgment has put a heavy weight on my heart. He engulfed me in bear hugs. Thus, melting the resolved built up for years.

Feeling like darkness would swallow me anytime, I call him "Dad..." The sentence not finish yet but I'd been surrendered to tiredness and welcoming a sleep.

The next time I wake up in the strange white room. My eyes landed on the man near dad. A man I really missed over the years. I swallow the bitterness down my throat. Our eyes reflecting each other emotions. My sight turned blurry as I think he was also feeling the same.

He runs to my side and hugged me for dear life. His natural scent hit me, bringing back all the memories I kept in check.

"Papa, I can't breathe." I patted his back.

"So, where are you around those years? Who was the kidnapper?" Dad asked the moment I parted with papa. The question filled with thick anger. Some part of me feeling relief because none of them ever abandoned me.

"I don't remember because I had a high fever a year ago. Some of my memories had gone once I awoken." I lied. "After that, I'm just wandering around no-man land. The lost memory also cost me forgot about a few important things such this pack name and location."

"Then, you don't need to retrieve those memories, my son." Dad kissed my forehead. They still treated me like a kid from ten years ago. Our moment was interrupted by opening door. I spotted two unfamiliar faces among the people whom just entering.

My mood turned sour when I spotted Ernest. A complicated feeling surged in my heart. His eyes flood with tears. My body became rigid when the elderly couple hugged me. My mind blank and body turned rigid.

Hello my beautiful pet. – I trashed and pushed everything in front me. I need to run, fast and hide myself from the world. I snarled at the shadow.

"Allen, do you remember them? They are your grandparents and Ernest. Lastly, the twin is your younger sisters. We are missing you a lot and your sisters never stop praying to meet you in real life." A familiar gestures and voice tugged me out from the trauma.

My eyes turned right and left, ensuring the room is safe. Taking a deep breath, I apologized to the elderly couple. So the girls are twins and my little sisters.

"I'm sorry for..." My body again becoming rigid after receiving a sudden hugged from Ernest. Why he never stopped from agitated me. One day he might be a death in my hand.

"Nah, it is okay." I patted his back, "Can you release me? My wolf and I hate it when the stranger hugs us."

"Sorry." He said after releasing me. I ignored him and shifted to curious twin. They have resemblance papa a lot.

"May I know who the name of these beautiful ladies?"

"This pony tail girl is Kierra and this one is Sierra. They are ten years old." Dad introduced them.

"Oh, I'm Allen, mmm... your..."

"Big brother" The twin run into my arms.

"Dad, papa, you have created another creepy child." I teased them earning flickering on forehead from papa.

"Promise me, you wouldn't leave us again. Please you won't let daddy and papa cry again." One of the twins begging me. Their word almost drowns me in the sea of happiness. I still have places to return. A family that always awaiting me back. Although, I only spent a little time with dad, he still loves nonetheless.

"Can I'm living with you?" I diverted from making a faked promise.

"Yes, big bro, you are welcome to live with us forever." The word somehow managed warming the frosting heart of me.

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The returning was actually not a real blessing to family and pack. This was only a temporary calm before the storm. This happiness meant nothing more than a dream. The real thing is a danger lurking around me, waiting the right time to launch an attack.

I have tried many times to run but dad planted many spies around me, reporting all details about my movement. All the attempts ended with failure. After that, I stopped from running when all of it has only proven wasting a time. I help my dad to revise a training regimen for pack member although they does not like the method I implemented in it.

They are too proud being a part of the supernatural being. Having a power surpassing the mere human. They forgot everything in this world have their own archenemy. As the ages passed, human became aware of our existence but still pretending they are not.

I have seen many scenes where human supressing us with their weak body. Torturing our race like they meant nothing. They totally disregarded us like a pet they had at home. Here, we are still proud like a fool. Without they know, the human also have invented a new drug and weapon to counter us.

I saw a hundred of our races being killed just to test the weapon. Witnessing pups crying when they were put under exhibition and watching their parents been dismantled piece to piece. Their parents last howling freshly implanted in my mind.

I knew the level of traumatic and painful the experience was. I had walked the same devastate situation, seeing a family member being slaughtered in front of our own eyes. Presently, only a few still surviving. They were not same as they were in the beginning. They were living with dead eyes, carrying the dark forever.

"Hey, the teenagers are waiting your instruction, son." A soft patted on my shoulder bring me back to reality. I detected wariness in the eyes of the young members under me.

"Sorry, dad." I turned around again, facing the members with their sour face. "Regroup and choose the partner you really familiar with."

"Yes, sir." The word slightly caused me uncomfortable. Pushing it to the corner, I give the clear instruction to them. My training menu is harshest if you compare it with another group.

Some of the members harbouring an anger and resentment seeing their beloved son bleeding so much. They never respect me as their next alpha. However, I never lashed over the trivial matter. As people said, respect needs to be earned. However, I never do anything to earn it. Simply because I do not need it.

The training ended with my group bathed in blood. Others member only takes a glimpse with sympathizing toward my group. They dispersed once we reach the pack house.

"You're too harsh over the kids." Dad said.

"We can't spoil them too much. A human just a step behind us now." I went to my room without giving them any glimpse. I was repeating routine tasks without any feeling.

At the dinner, everyone kept talking about their eventful day including Ernest. As always, I was excluded in the family talk. First, I had nothing to complain or telling them. Papa has tried many times getting me into the talks but it ended with me almost punch Ernest's face. Seeing his face enough to stir the storm in me. I lost my temper easily in front him.

Not enough with that, I'd snatched a couple of his women. Once I lost interest, I just dumped them like a trash. I don't know he had a bad eye to differentiate a true girl and fake one. The girls he has always taken as a girlfriend always ended in another way. Serve him right.

"Don't be so hard to pack member. Let them take the training slowly by slowly." Ernest said once we finished the dinner. Tonight is our turn to clean up the kitchen.

"Don't try to lecture me, dick." I rinse the glasses, putting them on the drying tray.

"If you need a place to vent the frustrated, then use me." I turned around, facing this annoying teen. When we were kids, he is taller than I was. Now, it is me whom towering him.

"Like this?" I used my left hand, strangled his neck. He doesn't know the extent of my madness. I am not the old me.

"Re...lease me." He tries to peel off my hand around his neck. The lack of air causing his eye almost gone white. His hands slapped mine. He struggled hard.

"What are you doing, brother?" Kierra pushed me. "Are you mad?" She support Ernest from landing on his ass. Ernest's face turned red and looks at me with horror.

"Tsked." I clicked my tongue in the annoying.

"I will tell dad and papa. You have gone too far." She scolded me.

"Go ahead." I rolled my eyes and left her to comfort the damsel in the distress.

Sierra warily passed me, going to her twin. They must be mind link each other, reporting about me. The twins, Sierra and Kierra do not like the way I mistreated or bossy around Ernest. For them, Ernest is their brother of the year. On the next morning, I wake up earlier, running around the pack border before ready to go to the school. I have my own group in the school. A group of abnormal teens.

The group members gathered around my car, before we are together walking to the classroom. Although, we are born with power, we never abuse it. We never touch anyone if they never disturb us. The only flaw we have is lack of forgiveness essence. When people try giving us the trouble, we always give them a karma right away.

That's why even the teachers didn't dare to punish us. In our group, we have one insane member called Justin. He is a hybrid, much like me. The difference, he is a hybrid in between a shapeshifter and warlock.

"Hey, you will be hit eighteen soon. Any sign of a mate?" Justin elbowed me.

"Yes, you are." I teased him back.

"Oh shit no! I am so much willing to fuck a tree than a smelly mutt like you." He countered back.

"Oh yeah, but your body smell so delicious." I licked my lips.

"Eww... Get lost faggot." I turned around with a sinister smile.

"Well, well! See who is here? How your boss is? Has he recovered from blue balls." My group laughing by the comment.

"You!" The group went in another direction when seeing the student eyeing them with amusing laugh.

"I can't wait to properly out from this shit hole." Maria chirped near me. People always mistook us as an item.

"Don't worry, it would be over soon." I locked the locker.

"Where is Danny?" I asked.

"Out of commission." Justin answer while yawning. Danny and he were a housemate. They are both orphan.

"Great." I said taking sit at the last row of chair in the classroom. The noisy turned silent when Mr. Roger entered the room. He is a strict teacher and no one wish to spoil his mood.

Hey, beautiful pet come back soon.

The word caused all the hair on my body stand up. The chilling sensation entering my pore. All the students eyed me out of curiosity.

"Look like somebody willing to be a volunteer to solve the problem." Mr. Roger pointed me. I walk to the front, taking the chalk and write the answer.

"Okay, you can sit now and don't sleep in when I am teaching. Or else, I will prefer for you to go out than sleeping here."

"Whatever." I used the alpha like tone to stop the baldy teacher continue his nagging.

After the school ended, we went to hang out around the mall. I have no mood to back early too. It is suffocating being there. In honesty, I think Ernest or Kierra most suitable to be the next alpha. I'm back home when the clock almost hit two in the morning.

The light on the moment I closed the front door. "Where has you been?" Papa hard tone greets me.

"Hanging out with friends." I answered him.

"Why you didn't take our call?"

"I left the phone on my bed."

"We are worried about your safety." Dad interfered. Ernest and twins also watched us from upstairs. "If you kept this bad habit, we might transfer you back here."

"Do you think I am a five years kid? Need constantly been under your watch." The word might be a little rude.

"Don't speak like that with your dad." Papa scolded me.

"Why? Because I am from his seed? That is so laughable because the one I recognized as the father name Alfred." Damn, mouth why you can't just shut up. I felt guilt seeing a hurt flashing in their eyes.

"We are worried because the council found another gruesome death of our race." Without waiting they finished talking, I climbed the staircases.

Bumping into Ernest just fuel up my anger. "Hey, you are too rude."

"Shut up! Please remember your place, bastard." I whispered in a low tone, "You're nobody in this house."

"I..." He takes a deep breath.

"You what? Let me remind you something, bro. You and I never bound by any blood relation. Dad is not your real father. Why not you try tracing the slutty mother of you to ask about your real father." I laughed passing him.

Yes, I'd overheard the truth in one of dad and papa conversation a long ago. Ernest was not dad's biological son. Rather, he related to the pack's beta. That explained why he inherited a Beta blood. If he really dad's son, then he would have alpha genetic due his mother also a daughter of alpha. And, I don't need to lead this pack either.

A/N

The truth, it is hard portraying Allen personality. If you may guess this story may contain a dark theme too. Therefore, for these innocent readers out of there, better leave the story before you get struck by unwanted scene. Anyway, thanks for voting and comment on the previous chapter. See you in the next chapter.