Cursed to the Alpha

My chest rose involuntarily when my cell phone rang. Mom attempted to contact me for the third time today. My shaky hands grabbed my phone and promptly switched it off. I discarded it and then covered my body with a blanket. Damn, this anxiety was unsettling and disturbing me. I'm fine alone; I don't need them! Why the hell is this happening to me? I'm too young, and the revelation that hit me months ago was too much. How can I bear the fact that my mother is a werewolf and I am too? "Once you turn twenty, Robin, you will turn into one," he continued firmly. His hands balled into fists as if I had done something wrong. So, this was the real him: rude and arrogant. All of the kindness, concern, and friendship he showed me was a sham. I’m so stupid that I fell for his charm. “It's your fate, Robin. You'll be my wife and also my Luna. You can't escape reality; you're a werewolf fairy, and it's in your blood!" Likha's outraged voice messed in my head once again. I was sobbing uncontrollably. Anger was all I could feel towards him. "I'm not a monster, and I don't want to be one!" I sleep my racing thoughts away in the hopes that it will calm me down. It did for a while, but as time passed, I began to become lost in the dark again. My mother informed me that my transition into a werewolf would occur on a blue moon, on my twentieth birthday. I didn't believe her at first, but when we went to Heilu, my mother's village, everyone in their so-called Wind Winders pack explained everything to me and planted strange ideas in my brain about our ancestors. That's where I met Likha, the next Alpha in line. The man who made my heart race the moment I laid eyes on him. Likha befriended me and led me on. I expected him to console me when I told him that I didn't want to be a werewolf. The opposite of that happened, because he became enraged and abruptly shifted into his werewolf form. Imagine how terrified I was when I saw his teeth and heard his snarl. I was completely shocked. I even thought he was going to attack me. That was the start of our fall out. His monstrous werewolf face always haunted me in my dreams. I despise that brute. There's no way in hell I'll be his Luna-their term for a wife. Aside from being a member of the monster family, I am not yet ready to get married. I want to go out. I have so many dreams, and I'm still a virgin! I'm not going to give up my virginity to that beast! That thought always makes me cringe. I was humming a sing-song when the wind suddenly blew in a furious way that made my books fall. Creasing my forehead, I gathered it all and put it back on the shelves. I thought that it was just the wind, but I was wrong. Seconds later, Likha was standing near my window. My eyes widened in surprise. He had his arms crossed on his chest, giving me a sarcastic smile. "Happy birthday, my Luna," he greeted me. My eyes went down to his arms, admiring his tattoo. It was a print of him in his werewolf form, tamer in real life-the Alpha mark. "So you're officially the Alpha." He arrogantly shrugged as if it was his best achievement in life. My foot went backwards as I attempted to reach for the doorknob, but he was too quick. The Alpha of the Wind Winders pack dashed to the door like a tornado. His hands were on the knob, gripping it firmly. "You are not going outside. It's past eleven o'clock, Robin." "So are you now my father!?" I screamed furiously. He frustratedly scrubbed his hands onto his face. You're about to turn twenty, and you're going to go through a transition soon." His tone was forceful and harsh. My gaze was drawn instantly to my calendar. That's when I realized that it would be my birthday minutes from now. This isn't possible! How did I actually forget my birthday? Damn. I was too preoccupied with school, my friends, and parties. Maybe that was the reason why mom kept on bugging me. I was gritting my teeth and turned to face him. With a knife in my hands, I shoved it near his face, causing him to step back. “I swear I'll leave a s***h mark on your face if you come too close!" I shouted fiercely at him. The lump in his throat began to move. There, the great Likha was getting terrified. "I told you, you couldn't get away from it, Robin. You were born to be mine. " His eyes were begging as he said those things. From his threatening electric blue eyes to a calm smile, now gently looking at me. "Please, Robin, don't do this to yourself. Don't fight it; I don't want you to die," he begged. “Is that a threat…” I was about to say something when I suddenly felt a burning feeling within my body. My brow furrowed, and my eyes shut. My head felt crushed by a piercing ache. The cling of the knife that had slid from my grasp made it much more crucial. I covered my ears in the hope of putting an end to the pain. Thanks to Likha's hand that snaked around my waist to provide support. "Oh my God, what is going on with me?" I was gradually losing strength. "It's time, Robin. Baby, don't fight it. " Was he hoping that his soothing words would make me feel better? Absolutely not! I pushed away his hand when he was about to touch mine. "It hurts so much! Ah, my bones! " It's like shredding my body into a million pieces. My pulse is pounding like a wild wolf about to growl. Memories from my birth, childhood, my parents, and the other members of the pack suddenly flashed inside my head, happy, sad, and heart-breaking. The surging emotions, along with the body-wrecking pain, were killing me. I found myself completely collapsing from standing, which led me to position myself in front of the mirror. I saw my eyes gradually turning gray. "No!" I cried. "I don't want these, ah!" I lifted my eyes to Likha. "Likha, please help me. I-I'm begging you. " But he didn't move; he just shook his head and stared at me. A sudden rage invaded my system because of the way he acted. He's evil; he should help me! My nails started growing longer, whiter, and more pointed. I began to panic. I looked in the mirror again and saw that they were sharper this time. It's disgusting. My tears were streaming down my now furry face. "Y-You're stunning." I overheard him say. That angered me even more, so I threw daggers at him. "Bullshit," I said, laughing without humour. "Likha, don't be so stupid. I am now a monster, just like you. It isn't... " Because of the agony, it was difficult for me to finish my words. I'm not sure why it seems like my oxygen is running low. I was taking a deep breath. "I'm going to kill you if you're still here the instant I fully turn into my monster form." But he didn't leave. He stayed till my body screamed at my inner werewolf, white as snow, grey eyes blazing with rage, and big as a monster. Seeing myself in the mirror startled my entire being, doubling the turmoil in my heart. The only way to get rid of my rage is to kill the man in front of me. I approached him slowly, gritting my teeth and flashing my fangs. I'm ready to bite and tear him to shreds. I let out my first growl before attacking him with all my might.