The Secret Monologue

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"Dad, mommy don't leave me please don't leave me" I hit the beds they were on as I heard the flat lining of their heartbeats. I turned to my mother's bed, but I don't recognize her. Mom's flesh is torn and has large gash marks where those rouges filthy and disgusting teeth sunk into her. I knew I should have stayed with the woman and children, I knew it.

When my father felt in his heart what happened to my mom he shifted back to his human form and dropped to his knees. Only crying my mother's name as the rouge got him to. After his cries were silent all the rouge ran. It only took them a minute to practically kill my father. But he wanted to die, you can't live with out your mate. By the time we rushed them to the pack hospital I knew what would happened but, I wouldn't believe it. But now I have to they are dead and they are never coming back. …show more content…

I turned around and shot him a dangerous look and barring my teeth. I turned my head back to my parents but closed my eyes I couldn't see their mutilated body's anymore.

"I know how you feel Colton, I felt the same way when my parents died.... But we have to remember the pack, they need a strong leader now that you father is dead and not a fifteen year old boy. So I am proposing my son can become a beta and me the alpha." Beta Lucas said.

This was one of the reasons I hated him, he was selfish only thinking of himself and his sons positions. In fact his parents aren't dead He left his old pack so he can come here and be a beta. I whipped my head around towards him, my wolf was taking control and I

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