Bloody Little Hybrid

"Thomas!"

I yelled at my little brother who was currently jumping around with all of his little friends trashing our house. The house was barely stable in the first place, the last thing I needed was for it to collapse.

I cleared my throat, but they weren't paying attention as they continued their little game. I should probably make them stop before something bad happens but..

He looks so happy.

My brother was smiling wildly with a goofy look in his eyes, that I haven't seen for years. I sighed and picked up a lamp before leaving them to their game and going up to my room.

I plopped down on my bed and stared at the ceiling. It has been years since I have ever been able to laugh or even smile.

My happiness died when my parents left me alone in this cruel world. I closed my eyes tightly as I attempted to push away the image of their bloody bodies. It has been eleven years yet I still remember it like it was just yesterday. They were the only thing standing between me and my pack who hates me. My parents were great warriors and my pack respected them.

So when they said leave me alone no one would dare refuse. Yet even they couldn't watch over me 24/7 right when they looked away the pack we back at it. But still at least then I could go out side when they were around. Now all I do is hide behind closed doors.

Only going outside when I no longer had a choice in the matter. I hate it. Werewolves weren't born to be captured or tamed! I wish I could leave but without the protection of my pack I am as good as dead. The werewolves are naturally extremely proud creatures which lead to multiple wars making us hated by most paranormal creatures.

It also made us nearly the most powerful of the paranormal but vampires continue to knock us back down when we nearly reach the top.

[Vile creatures.]

My wolf snarled in my head making me nod in agreement. They are the reason my parents are not with me now. The reason I live with a drunk uncle who can barely keep a job.

I wanted out of here and I will leave when I save up enough money. Without me here fighting for custody over my brother ( uncle is unfit) they would give him to the alpha family. Sure, the alpha family hated me but everyone loves my brother. So, me leaving would be giving him a better life with out struggling to eat everyday. Its not common in 1789 for a girl to work anywhere rather than a whore house or maid. Since no one would offer me a maid job ( whore house out of the question) and no guy would dare try to court me. All we had was the small amount of money my uncle has to pay the bills.

I on the other hand sneak out and hunt for food and water for us to eat.

I was finally drawn out of my thoughts when I heard horns sound around us.

Hitching up my dress I walked over to the window to see a Kings guard handing out paper. I shouldn't go out there, but what if it's charity from the kingdom. Fear of my pack couldn't keep me from making sure my brother wasn't hungry.

I turned from the window and went out of the house to the guard who was starting to run out of the paper. The stairs made a sound of pain under my every foot step causing my head to hurt. If I didn't get them redone soon me and my brother might as well live in a one story house.

Leaving the safety of our torn down house, I made my way into the middle of the square. The area got completely silent at my appearance, yet I pretended not to mind much. Honestly, I didn't mind much.

I lifted my hand up to his horse everyone clearing the path so I wouldn't touch them.

The guard looked at me curiously, but still handed me the paper. " thank you" I mumbled and started to head back to my cabin.

I wanted to run for the door so I wouldn't have the feel my packs penetrating stare, but looking like a fool was not a option. As I said pride is everything for werewolves so keeping my head high, I walked.

"Why won't the freak just die"

I heard someone say loud enough for the entire colony to hear them. Keep going Aurora don't give into pride.

[Screw that!]

My wolf took enough control to turn me around and glare. Than she retreated back and gave me back my body.

What the hell! She is the alpha's daughter!

[She started it!]

Her wolf was crying out for a fight. It would be rude to refuse the alpha's daughter right?

I sighed and my eyes raised up to the speakers disgusted face. Allecana the alpha's daughter put on a glare of her own to meet mine.

" True she is worthless to our pack" another member said joining in. Soon enough hateful comments filled the air about me .

An uproar of false rumors started talking about everything about me that popped into their head. I am pretty sure that someone even went as far as to accuse me of actually being a guy.

Rage built up inside me as my hands curled into a fist. Forget this shit! if they actually think I would just walk away, than they have lost their damn minds.

" Allecana how does it feel being the weakest alpha heir in America?" I said with a innocent expression even though I knew that it hurt her. That was one of the reasons she hated me so much because of my wolves power. She hated that I was stronger while she was the alpha's daughter. But, I on the other hand glorified it and brought it to life at this moment. The mix of my wolf's rage was finally going to push me off the edge. While my face looked tough, inside I felt helpless about the situation.

"what did you just say to me freak!" she said roared her wolf's pride was damaged and she wanted blood.

"Oh dear, do you need for me to simplify it for you?" I stepped forward ready to accept her fight challenge.

"Basically I said fuck you Allecana."

Everyone had stopped talking and tension grew.

Allecana started to shake with rage her wolf prepared to shift.

" You will pay for insulting me freak!"

She shifted into her medium sized brown wolf. She let loose a loud growl before she started to approach me.

I allowed the shift to overcome me turning into a enormous white wolf. I noticed her shrink back a bit but she puffed out her chest and started to circle me.

[We should break her and drain her of every drop of her pathetic blood.]

Or... We just scare her a bit?