Prologue

Sigmund's POV

The unrest is killing me. My dad has died. He was the Alpha, that means I am meant to be the next Alpha, but I am mearly sixteen years old. I could take the pack, I have the strength, and the knowhow. Dad taught me from a young age how to take over. 

But I don't want to. The pack is corrupt and needs to be ended. There are too many bad men here. Too many out of control wolves for me to just take over. I look at the pack, the entire pack. Each of them looking to me, a sixteen year old, for guidance. 

As I glance over the crowd I see a few kids running around and I see many pregnant women. The problem is that most of the pack, not my father or my mother... both gone now... think that we are supposed to take from women. They think that women don't get a say. I would love to save all of these women and children.

The problem is, that's what my parents were trying to do when they died. They got killed by this pack. The pack seems to think I don't know it. I can feel it in the pack bond. I felt the way my parents died. I felt every last second of it. 

I can feel the betrayal down to my bones. I shake it off and look at these people, the ones I'd come to know as friends and family. They are not that. I can't risk my life, if I'm ever to save any of them. I need to step down as Alpha. I need to run away and hide from everything that has happened here. This pack will go down, this pack will be eliminated, just not right now.

I look out at the crowd, one last time. A pregnant mother catches my eyes and I can tell that one day, she will be important to me... or is it the baby inside of her. Either way, I can't help her now, not with how little strength I have in the moment. 

I grab the mic and look at the crowd as I feel a hand on my shoulder. It's my uncle, the one leading the corruption. I should just kill him now, but I don't think I am powerful enough to yet. The way he bristles next to me, tells me that he just heard that thought. The growl I hear tells me that I need to make a decision fast.

I tap the mic, then say, "I can't take over the pack. I need to go out into the human world and reflect on my life. I just lost my parents. I'm only sixteen, and I can't possibly know what to do with a whole pack." I can feel my uncle's grip tighten on my shoulder, prompting me to continue. "As the only other living relative, of the Alpha, my uncle will have to take to position. When I am ready, I may come back to claim my position..."

My uncle, Giles, takes the mic from my hand with a wicked grin. "Which I would happily hand over, after you prove yourself, would be Alpha Sigmund." He growls as he continues, "I am in charge now and I need you all, at least all of you who plan to stay in the safety of the pack, to join me tomorrow night for the mind link cerimony."

I sneak out as he keeps talking. The man is a horrible man and I do regret leaving him here to take charge of it all. I hope one day to get him off of my mind, but that will not happen until he is dead. I am happy that my parents at least never knew what he did to me. 

I take a deep breath as I shift. The way I was taught, only Alphas can shift before they turn eighteen. The pack gasps as I trot off into the woods. I may never see them again, but I do plan to come back and save at least a few of these innocent women from my uncle's grip.

Sophia's POV

I can feel the stress coming off my mom in waves. I know she's my mom cause she tells me that. I'm not sure what a mom is, but I can feel her love for me, even through the stress. Her breathing is heavy and it feels like I am going to explode from second hand anger. 

This only lasts for a few minutes. I hear all kinds of echos and voices surrounding us, but it's all muffled as usual by this stuff surrounding me. When I hear one muffle in particular I feel calm and happy. When the muffle stops, I feel scared as a new sound comes through.

This is momentarally stopped when I feel a calm and peaceful feeling. One I've felt a few times since being in here. This moment lasts long enough that my mom seems to calm down. That is until I am overridden with a tense and scared feeling. This is my mom coming through again.

It's gonna happen again. It happens everyday. I know that she hates it and I know she doesn't want it, but the way it happens so often and she doesn't run, I think she does sort of want it. When it happens I go into myself and just breathe, thinking about the good times I've had with my mom. The times she talks to me and tells me how precious I am to her. 

"You are mine, mate, so you are stuck with me and everything I want for us. I know that's not a boy, so I will let you keep her, but you will keep giving yourself to me until you give me a boy to raise up to be a man. He will be the new Alpha this pack needs."

I hear every word as he hurts and yells at my mom. I don't like this man. Not even a little bit. I want out, but I don't want to leave my mom. I feel safe here. Deep inside her womb...