The werewolf world supposed to be simpler, safer, less drama and more happy endings, after all, we easily find our destined one, but that is nothing but bullshit.

 Because of the testeron in the male body, woman gives birth to more boys than girls, and when a girl is born in a house with 2 or 3 big brothers, if not more, not a good start for the poor thing. So, woman   end up submissive and shy even if their wolf is strong, our environment makes the strongest female quiet and a bad fighter, overthrown by our proactive brother and strict fathers, making of the female   species a small defenseless puppy. Just thinking of our gross, animalistic leader makes me gag.

 For example: my father has 5 boys,2 with my mom and 3 with his whor. When he finds out mom was pregnant with a girl the third time he just flips and threatens her to get an abortion, but she didn't take   his shit. Pregnant and without anybody besides grandpa, she switched packs. Grandpa was alpha of an old pack, no more than 20 wolfs, but an alpha either way. Matthew, our alpha, agreed being an old friend of mam, with the promise that she will return after birth.

When the time came, no more than 6 months after the deal was made, mom was forced to give birth without midwife, doctor or healer. The wolfs that were still in the pack 6 months previse left for stronger Alphas, bigger lives, mates and so on…abandoning their Luna and Alpha to feed for themselves. The bleeding didn't stop, her wolf to worn from saving the pup and the placenta couldn't be removed anymore, leaving a warrior female alpha bleed to death. Mateless, in a dark small room and the only witness have been her parents.

I was healthy and strong, having alpha and gamma blood all in one, surviving after being robbed of my family and more so ever of my mom.

-Elena said any name?

-She just said her girl would be strong...

-Lilianna Scarlett...

-You know that name will mean death, a Lily soaked in blood...maybe something more... sensitive

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-Sorry, sweetheart, that's the best name for her...

That was the last gift from my mother's mother, my name...After what they buried their daughter, grandpa dogged another one, two hours later...Veronica Hatton, poisoned herself.

In conclusion, our system governed by only men lead at so many deaths like this. Vincent Hatton staying in my eyes the only man alive that could be a leader, the rest of the remaining assholes who can't even be considered good for sex.

Grampa raised me 21 years, the best he could. At no more than 5 years I was an expert in war strategy, following in alpha training and tracking. Of course, I didn't have dolls and girly stuff, but I grow a happy child. My greatest luck has been that at no more than 5 miles were located humans.

The village was large, I had some friend in school but after 15 years, couldn't afford friends anymore. Some big scary wolf might not be something to share with humans. Even if they were friends. About mom, I founded by mistake, almost throwing some old book I get her diary. Rage has been the littlest thing feeling then, let's just say he better pray I don't get a sudden urge to visit him.

Letters come, with his name, with his wife name and even my brothers, but they are strangers, all of them, monsters how will be blamed for a mother spilled blood.

Today, after a week of grief and pain, training calls on me. Even as alpha, with his mate and pup death, he couldn't heal anymore, and some human sickness won. At less its surrender by peace now.

Rain smother me, cooling my bloody heart, offering the perfect moment to train, to run but most of them to feel grandpa's presence and smell his scent, one last time. Tomorrow will be time to pack the bags and move. Some packs put some good money to get the land next to me, so I also sold. Maybe I will build a home. Or something.

Before even noticing, the rain stopped and the dark threaten to come, without another choice gat my ass too lack, took a short bath and with only a large t-shirt and shorts on me, headed home.