Alpha’s Daughter

Chapter 1

My name is Enola Johnson. My mother loved words and literature. So my name spelt backwards spell, well Alone sad I know, oh and I am an Alpha’s daughter . Sounds great doesn’t it? Well unfortunately this is a sob story….

My father was the Alpha of this pack, the Moonshine Pack. We are one of the three legendary packs. Legend has it that the three legendary packs are direct descendants of the moon goddess herself. The three packs in question are Nightmoon, Moonshine and Bloodmoon.

Bloodmoon is the strongest, wealthiest and most feared pack. Nightmoon comes in second and well Moonshine well not so much. You see we once held the prestige that Bloodmoon now holds, however we are now a bare bones pack. Weak and feeble prone to rogue attacks.

Rouges are werewolves who have either been banished from their respective packs or chose to leave. The latter is a rare occurrence, you see naturally wolves are pack animals. When you become a rogue, you slowly become more savage and battle for control with your wolf who becomes feral. So nobody really chooses to become a rogue, unless it was absolutely necessary. Having said that, some who choose to become rogues are able to settle in human settlements or in some cases find another pack. This is because their wolf is accepting of the circumstances.

Now that you know what a rogue is let me explain a bit more about my pack. Since the new Alpha many pack members that were loyal to my father chose to leave the pack. Either becoming rouge’s or seeking asylum elsewhere. If I’m truly honest I don’t blame them. I would leave if I could.

My uncle Salvator Johnson is now the Alpha of our pack. He challenged my father and won. Many wonder how it was even possible? My father was a very strong and powerful Alpha. So much so there was no one in our pack to equal it, aside from his children. My wolf Ingrid was probably strong enough to beat my uncle’s wolf Alistair. None of it made sense. My mother Lily Johnson the luna of this pack died shortly after. The pain of losing her mate was too much for her to bear. My older brother Damien knew he was the next target and had no choice but to leave.

So where does that leave me? I am now one of the servants of the pack. I cook, I clean, I do the laundry to name a few. Why didn’t I leave? Well simply put I just couldn’t leave my pack behind at the mercy of my uncle. Well why not challenge him Enola if you are as strong as you say you are? Well because my uncle forces the pack doctor to inject me with wolfsbane. Wolfsbane is a poison to wolves. But it can also be used as a form of sedative. So I am given a small dose every morning, just enough to make my wolf docile but not kill it. So basically I am stuck in this hell hole.

Finding my mate, my soul mate was the only thing keeping me sane and hopeful for the future. But that dream was instantly buried when I turned 16 (the age when we find our mates). On my 16th birthday I found out that my mate does not belong to this pack. My uncle began to panic, not wanting me to leave this pack. Why? Well he doesn’t want anyone to know how he treats his pack members or the uncertainties surrounding my fathers death. So from the age of 16 I have basically been kept away from anyone who does not belong to this pack. I live in the servants quarters with all of the other omega females which are underground. I am free to go about my duties, however when packs come to visit I must remain in the servants quarters.

All isn’t lost though I have an amazing pack and even more amazing best friend Annie. They all help give me a purpose and a reason to live. Annie my best friend was my fathers beta’s daughter and we basically grew up together. She is more like my sister really, without her I wouldn’t be here. Annie is a slim, with a heart shaped face, piercing blue eyes and stunning curly chocolate brown hair that cascaded half way down her back. She had long legs that models would kill for and a beautiful honey tan. She is hilarious with a bright smile plastered on her face at all times. She is the opposite to me, which is great because she is my light. My beloved uncle knows if the magical bond we share, so he uses Annie against me. He threatens to beat her or rape her if I don’t comply.

I try my best to protect my pack from my uncles sick and twisted mind. With my parents dead and my brother gone, I am all they have for an Alpha figure. I will often took the blame, so some poor omega wouldn’t get beat for his food being a minutes late.

An Alpha I was supposed to protect his pack, not become the tormentor. It’s the basic fundamentals of being an Alpha. My dad knew this, no problem was too big, he provided for this pack. He encouraged us to be well educated, to train daily, we were all treated equally no matter your rack. To sum it all up he cared and loved this pack and it’s people. Not a day goes by that I don’t miss him.

But that was then I tried not to think about it too much. I try to live day to day, to keep my head above water. It’s now 3am and time to drag myself out of my warm lumpy bed. I get dressed opting for a plain white tee and skinny jeans that are not intentionally faded. I brush my teeth, comb my hair and tie it up to keep my curly brown hair out of my way. I glance in the mirror looking at my grey eyes that were surrounded by dark circles, and my sunken face and protruding collar bone for the malnourishment. This will do I thought, I grab my key and leave my room, locking it behind. I love my room it is my own space that I share with Annie, it’s almost like our little haven. Don’t get me wrong it’s nothing extravagant but it was enough.

Today is a big day, the Alpha of the Bloodmoon Pack is arriving today. So naturally everyone has lost their minds and are running around like headless wolfs. I have never seen everyone so frantic. I make my way towards the kitchen to help with breakfast and prepping for Bloodmoon. We have around 300 pack members to cater for, this number was over a thousand when my father was Alpha. We all of my uncles followers had finished eating the leftovers were given to us. That isn’t much since werewolves eat a lot more than the average human. We give food to the kids and elderly first then everyone else.

I start by cracking an obscene amount of eggs into the largest metal bowl you have see. I’m focused on not getting any shell in, that’s when I smell him.

“Where is my lovely cousin at?” Kyle my arsehole of a cousin ask, shoving a girl out of his way. All the omegas bein cowering away from him. I stepped forward looking straight into his dull blue eyes. He made his way towards me.

“I have your breakfast my dear cousin!” He exclaims. I grimace, why might you ask? Well it’s not exactly a breakfast wrap with bacon he is waving around. My stomach rumbles, damn that would be nice. It is a wolfs and mixture which is lethal to werewolves. However a tiny amount can act like a sedative. So now you see I’m not so excited to see my cousin. This oaf was next in line to be Alpha and he is even crueller than he is. Kyle is around 6’2 maybe 6’3 with dirty blonde hair and dull blue eyes, a small neck and muscular. All werewolves have an amazing physique it’s in our DNA.

“Not hungry this morning are we? Where is that lovely Annie I’m sure she could help find your appetite.” He starts looking around as if he in some pants. I know what he was implying I grab the drink from his hand. I take a deep breath and brace myself for the incoming pain. 3 2 1. I down the drink as soon as it hit my throat it set my throat on fire working it’s way down. My eyes began to water and I heard the only sound I have ever heard from my wolf, her whimper as the cocktail puts her to sleep. I’m curled over with my hands on my knees trying my best to recover, I hate being weak.

That’s when my other wonderful cousin Frey Johnson comes in to gloat at my current state. I straightened myself up to look at her, even though my vision was blurred and my throat continued to burn. She took this moment of weakness to slap me across my face. She knew I was weakened and my wolf can’t help me to heal, so this lovely new shiner will be here for about two days, just fucking great!

“Just a reminder that you are a worthless piece of shit!” She screeched whilst flicking her hair back like the diva she is. Freya was around 5’4 a bit smaller than me I am about 5’6. She had a long twig like neck, sharp hooked nose, brown hair like mine, and brown eyes. She made my blood boil, I couldn’t help it but say something.

“Fuck right off Freya!” I spat. Here it come, TWACK she slapped me again.

“BITCH! You better watch your tongue! You are looking at the future Luna of the Bloodmoon Pack!” She yelled whilst pulling my hair. It was a known fact that the Alpha of the Bloodmoon pack was indeed looking for his fated mate. We were the last pack he was visiting. All alphas are usually mated to either Alpha or betas daughters. So there is a high possibility he might be mated to her. That would just be the cherry on top of this sundae called my life!

Freya and Kyle left feeling satisfied with their work. After serving breakfast and inhaling any leftovers that remained we got to work. We were instructed to clean the entire pack house. I was instructed to clean of the ares where the guests wouldn’t go. So I cleaned Kyles and Freya’s rooms, I then moved on to clean my uncle and aunts room. I had just finished cleaning their room when Luna Demetri came barraging in. She looked displeased, not that she ever looked happy, she had one of those resting bitch faces.

“WHAT’S THAT?” She screamed. I looked around looking for what pissed her off this time, that’s when my eyes landed on my dusting cloth that I left on the window sill. FUCK! She grabbed my hair and threw me to the floor. I bashed my hip on corner of the dressing table on my way down. Great! Another bruise to add to my collection I thought. She grabbed my hair and pulled me up so I was looking directly at her.

“You are a waste of space!” She spat. “Even your own mother chose death over you!”

That one hurt. I tried my best not to let it show. I will never let them see how much they hurt me. They don’t deserve the satisfaction. Granted it makes things worse on my end but it’s worth it just to piss them off.

“Clean your shit up and get back to work. When the Bloodmoon members arrive you better stay in your quarters. Do I make myself clear?” She snarls.

“I said, DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?” She growled her wolf surfacing.

“Yep.” I smirk. Her eyes glow even more. She hates it when I don’t respond with ‘yes Luna’ or ‘as you wish Luna’. She pulls my hair even more, to the point I can feel my scalp burning.

“Yes, WHAT?” She screeched.

“Yes, Luna.” I smile at her. She shoved me back on the floor, and stomped out of the room!

I left the room once I collected the cloth. I checked the time and it was 2:50pm. Shit! The Bloodmoon pack will be arriving any minute now. I sprinted downstairs to the servants quarters as I can’t be seen by the guests for obvious reasons.I made it just in time thank the moon goddess. All of the omegas were leaving to greet the guests. I Annie’s face all panicked and scared. I waved my arm to get her attention. When her searching eyes finally landed on me, she put a delicate to her chest and sighed a breath of relief.