LOVE WITH THE WRONG ALPHA

Alexis's perspective.

Sometimes life gives you many reasons to let go of everything, to ease all the tension and suffering you experience. Yet, somehow, you still cling to one thing, the only thing that keeps you going through all that sorrow. And that happened to me too.

I too cling to one thing that keeps me moving forward. A partner.

A partner who one day will surely love me and end all my suffering with their extraordinary love.

A partner who will love me so deeply that they won't mind my worst flaws. I am a lantern, a werewolf who cannot transform into a wolf.

I cannot turn into a wolf, and I live as if I have been demoted within the pack. Every day, the members of my pack keep their distance from me.

My family hates me and will do anything to get rid of me.

Why not? My condition is nothing to be proud of, at least, that's what they always tell me.

I still remember that terrible day as if it happened yesterday.

Flashback

"Can you imagine? Beta's daughter didn't turn into a wolf?"

"Oh my god! That's great news! I wonder what that arrogant Beta will do now," muttered the pack members with contempt.

"You weirdo! Why didn't you turn into a wolf?" And suddenly, a hard slap landed on my face, causing me to stagger and fall to the ground.

"Father? Please, I'm your daughter..." I hadn't even finished my sentence when a powerful kick hit my stomach, followed by the terrible sound of breaking bones echoing through the air.

It was extremely painful, but the hatred in his eyes was far more painful to me.

"How could I have a daughter like this? If I had known you would end up like this, I would have killed you the moment you were born!" he shouted, before kicking me repeatedly once more.

"Dad, please believe me..." I tried to speak before coughing up blood.

When he finally stopped, I looked up and saw my sister.

A glimmer of hope appeared inside me. I thought, maybe this time, she would help me.

"Okay..." she said as she approached.

I thought she would help me stand up. However, all she did was stare at me. I continued to look at her hopefully, until she finally spat at me.

"Who are you, little sister? You are also a Beta princess, but what kind of princess are you? A princess who can't turn into a wolf?" she sneered.

"This is ridiculous! Look at yourself! You're just a little omega! I'm so ashamed of you! Don't ever call me sister again, you filthy, disgusting creature!" She kicked me before walking away, as if I were just a speck of dirt that wasn't worth her attention.

My throat felt too dry to make a sound. I turned to my mother, my last remaining hope. I was sure she would help me. I was sure she would defend me.

But my