Alpha's Hunt - Chapter 1
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“Run Juliette! RUN!”
The sickening sound of flesh being torn apart
filled the air, wide hazel eyes watched in horror
as the wolf tore apart the very man they had
always looked at with every bit of love in her
heart.
The beast raised its blooded muzzle and snarled
in Juliette’s direction. With a shriek of terror she
instinctively turned to her heel, ignoring the
stones bruising her bare feet, and broke into a
run.
She could hear the paws of wolves padding on
the earth like the thud, thud, thud of a loud
drum. The sound of her heart was echoing in her
ears like a beat, beat, beat.
Don’t look back. Don’t look back. Don’t look back.
She looked back.
Two wolves were hot on her heels, snapping
their blood stained jaws at her. Her stomach
throbbed with the effort of running, her legs
threatened to give up but just then, three
wolves appeared from the front, baring their
teeth and fell upon the others. Pained howls and
snapping of bones filled her head.
As if in a nightmare, tears streaming down her
face, Juliette dashed forward. She ran and ran
and ran until she could no longer feel her feet,
until sweat covered her like second skin, until
she was only going on for her unborn child.
In a distance, she saw light. High walls. The
smell of other lycanthropes.
Shelter.
Heaving, stumbling, gasping, she reached the
high iron fence that marked a pack’s territory.
“Stop!” a stern male voice barked “Who are
you? State your name and purpose.”
Juliette looked at the two tall males that
approached her very quickly, even for
werewolves.
Her lips parted to say something but her mind
was blank, her soul shattering, her energy
crushed and darkness was filling her vision.
And she fainted.
***
Several hours later, Juliette was holding a baby
girl in her arms. Hazel eyes, so much like her
own gazed back at her.
“Elijah would’ve loved you so much,” she
whispered softly, tears prickling her eyes.
A knock on the door of the little room snapped
her out of her thoughts. A woman in her late
twenties came inside.
“Juliette, Luna would like to see you” she said
gently “come along, dear.”
“yes, lets go.” Juliette nodded at the omega
Lycan
They walked through the long, narrow passages
of the omega quarters to the wide and
glamorous hallways of the Alpha and Luna’s
chambers.
The guards let then in the meeting room where'
the Alpha and Luna sat. the Alpha was a big
man with broad shoulders, a proud scar on his
left cheek and fierce brown eyes. The Luna was
a fragile looking woman but her blue eyes were
sharp as a hawk, piercing as shards of glass.
“Alpha, Luna,” Juliette dipped in a curtsy
“Mrs. Attwood,” the Alpha spoke “We sent
troupes to your pack territory, but no one could
survive the rouge attack. No one but you and
your daughter.”
Juliette nodded, feeling her chest constrict with
pain.
“now, we understand you need shelter,” the
Alpha continued “and we would offer you a
place here in the estate, as werewolves and
Lycans are not so different after all.”
“that would be very kind of you, Alpha.” Juliette
replied meekly
“but,” the Luna interjected “you are not part of
our pack, hence, you can only stay as an
omega.”
Swallowing the lump in her throat, Isabella
looked at her daughter’s hazel eyes. With a
deep breath, she made the choice any mother
would’ve made.
“I accept the conditions.”
After Juliette had been official converted to an
omega by taking an oath and shaking her hand,
which she’d cut a bit to draw out blood, with the
Alpha, who had done the same. She went out,
clutching her baby.
She hadn’t taken more than a few steps when
someone tugged at the hem of her dress. She
whirled around, her eyes landed on a four year
old boy. With his dark brown hair and deep blue
eyes, it wouldn’t take a genius to guess who he
was.
“Who are you?” he asked, though his eyes were
curious, his voice had been commanding
“I, well,” Juliette struggled with her words “I’m
the new pack member.”
The boy nodded, craning his neck to look at the
child in the woman’s arms. Juliette lowered her
arms to let him have a look.
The boy smiled at the infant “Hello there, I’m
Luke Winters.”
He looked at Juliette, apparently to know the
name of the child. Juliette blushed, she hadn’t
thought of it yet but…
Looking down at her angle, a soft smile tugged
her lips
“Elise,” she said “Elise Attwood.”
Luke grinned and let the baby hold one of his
fingers
“Welcome home, Elise.”
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