The Unloved Female Alpha

Special Little Pup - 2

I am brought out of my slumber by a light knock on the door. It took me a few seconds to realize where I was, when I hear the knock again. 'Come in' I say and the door creaked open with a young Omega informing me dinner will be in thirty minutes. I thanked her but it didn't escape notice that she never looked at me.

Now, I know there are some packs that forbid Omegas from looking at ranked members but The Legion is not one of them. We treat everyone equally and only use ranks when dealing with outsiders.

I freshen up, brush my teeth and head down stairs. Good thing mother stopped remodeling the pack house years ago and I was able to remember how to get to the dining hall.

As soon as I walked in my father stood and made the announcement that his daughter had finally returned, some cheered, some clapped and a few looked shocked, like they either forgot he had another daughter or surprised I was still alive.

I can't really blame them though, while in our pack it was known I had gotten my wolf early, noone really knew anything else about me. I had my first shift at six months while throwing a tantrum over a cookie. I got taken out of pup care at three when I almost clawed Scotty Wilson, my dad's chief warriors son, face off when he took my crayons, after that my parents decided to keep me home and home school me for "the interest of the pack".

I actually enjoyed having been home schooled, I got to train as much as I wanted and work on school at my own pace. I actually graduated high school at twelve, not because I'm super smart, but I didn't take breaks like most kids did.

After dinner, my dad walked me around showing me different things he had put in place while I was away. 'You know I didn't think going solar would be so beneficial to the pack, but again, you were right to suggest it" he told me proudly, I had been away, true, but would send him emails on ideas that could help The Legion and our pack members.

When we got down to the training fields I finally saw the one person who hadn't been at dinner, my dad's Beta, my godfather Gerald, far shorter than my fathers six foot seven inch frame, Uncle Gerald stood about five eleven, he'd always say 'Its the size of the character and loyalty not the size of the wolf that matters' ironically his actually wolf Finn was one of the larger Beta's currently in office.

'Bout time you brought your ass home' he told me. 'Why are you needing an ass whoopin Unc?' I replied. 'When have I ever had my ass whooped?' he said slyly. Without missing a beat I replied 'My 8th, 9th, 10th, 11th, 12th, and 13th birthday's seem to ring a bell Old man' . "I think I still have a couple of those on video" my dad said laughing. 'Ha Ha, I had to let her win, her little girl punches wouldn't have hurt a fly'. Oh he is tryin to push buttons, but fortunately for him and my 'girl punches' I have time. 'Then I guess you wouldn't have a problem sparing now would you Unc?' A giant grin taking over his face.

We take our places and the guards who were leaving the field made their way back to the bleachers that sat off to the side to watch. I could hear a few making bets and a couple asking if I had a death wish. I couldn't help but smirk, clearly they weren't here for the last time I stood on this field, but they're about to see a snippet of what I'm capable of. I waited for him to make the first move, he did not disappoint, running full throttle at me head on, knowing that was never something a trained fighter would do, I quickly stepped to the side, sticking my foot out though so he could tumble into my father and they both fell to the ground. He quickly was back on his feet and inching his way towards me, he threw a few punches which I avoided before I was able to grab his arm, twist it, flip him over and hold him a headlock. 'Unc, either you're getting slow in your old age or boring, I can't tell' I said causing the fighters and my dad to break out laughing. I let my god father up, and he tried to attacking me from behind, I used my body weight to throw him off balance and flip him over me, landing him back on his butt in front of me.

'Alright alright god daughter, I'm done taking it easy on you' he said clearly winded from the cardio he was getting in. 'This one's for real' he said as he came at me again, once he was close, I hit him dead in his ribs with a round house to the side of his chest and the loud crack informed everyone I had just broken several of his ribs and possibly a bone in my foot.

'Ok Beta, I think you've shown our guard what Not to do in a fight, you and your niece can finish this up later' my dad said.

Uncle Gerald came and sat down beside me 'Remember this' he said handing me a baby doll attached to a stick. Memories of me training as a young pup took over. Dad would always take me down and let me watch the guard's train, when I was three I had grown tired of watching and tied my baby doll to a stick shoved it into the grown and fought it until I knocked its head off and ripped it to shreds. The guards use to buy me dolls so my mom wouldn't notice mine meeting their maker every day. 'I can't believe you still have this' I said, but knowing I was always my god father's special warrior. 'Of course I did, I have to have some way to embarrass you if you ever bring a boy home' he said laughing. 'Don't hold your breath Unc' I said before we both got up and went in for a drink and food.