Keeping My Alpha Seat

Ade's POV

I smiled as I jumped down from the tree on my feet unscathed. I dusted the dirt that was on my jeans and trousers. It had been another adventurous day in the forest. It was time to head back home.

The forest was my best place any day, anytime. There was no human around to judge me and make me feel less of a human because I was a girl. The birds sang their songs peacefully, undisturbed, while I went about my own business.

I hated the fact that I was looked down upon by pack members. I had committed no crime in being a girl. The moon goddess deemed it so and I didn't see why I should be blamed for being a girl.

My name is Adelia Tate Peterside Tumble. My father was the Alpha of the Double Moon Pack, one of the toughest and most powerful Alphas the Wolf Kingdom had. He was so powerful that it is often said that my father shifted into a double-headed wolf whenever he was in battle.

I was only a child when I first heard the rumor. I asked my father and he had only laughed about it and said nothing else.

As powerful as Peterside Tumble was, he had no male child which the pack members saw as a big problem. I was my parents' only child for a very long time until I turned ten and my mum gave birth to my younger sister Ariana.

Ariana's birth was a disappointment to the entire pack, and looking back, I realized that my parents were not too thrilled about my sister's birth, but with time, they overlooked it.

"Is the moon goddess punishing the Alpha for something? How can a powerful Alpha like him not sire a male child?" I had heard one of the Omegas say one day when I was playing at the back of the mansion alone.

"I do not think it is the Alpha's fault. It must be Luna's fault. At least she incubated the babies," another Omega had said.

"He might have to marry his first daughter to another powerful Alpha who can run the Pack when he is gone," the first Omega said.

"I don't think the girl has much sense in her head though, for an Alpha's daughter. She is always sitting somewhere quiet as if something is tormenting her, and noise and people's voices would aggravate it," the other Omega opined.

Thinking I had heard enough, I cleared my throat and they both jumped and started apologizing profusely. I had only been thirteen at the time.

I sighed sadly at the fact that my father was probably thinking too hard about the matter and wouldn't know what to do about it.

I would be eighteen in less than four months, and I could only hope I get my mate and, more importantly, an Alpha mate that we would run the affairs of the pack together.

As I saw the sky