When I was 10 years old my family died in a house fire, or at least that is what I was told. I have absolutely no memory of my first 10 years on this earth. Growing up in foster care and being asked to leave promptly on ny 18th because of my 'issues' wasn't the happiest time of my life, but as I got older I learned to be tough and be responsible for myself. My issues never went away. But one day it all changed. One day I found out I was not insane. I was an Alpha.