The Alphas Elemental Goddess

Millie It always starts the same way. I’m running for my life. I ran from my fears and demons, trying so desperately to escape. He always catches me, though. Jedrick is the man my father set up for me to marry. He’s not bad on the eyes, of course, with dark skin, dark hair, deep brown eyes, and a strong jaw—no wolf ever is—but I want to wait for my true mate. So I ran from my pack. I screech to a stop as Jedrick steps out before me, blocking my path to sweet, sweet freedom. I locked eyes with him, seeing my reflection in his eyes. I stand at 5’1" with midnight black hair cascading down my back to just above my butt, it has a natural beach wave to it. My sun-kissed skin shines under the moonlight, and my bright white eyes shine through the night, holding all of my secrets. My small frame squared up with his large, six-foot frame. With the build of an alpha male, pure muscle is intimidating. "Where the hell do you think you're going?" His voice drips with distaste. His eyes were staring daggers at me as they looked over my body before locking back on my face. "That’s none of your damn business!" I snapped back, growling at him. I can see the amusement in his eyes. "As your mate and future alpha, it is!' No matter how amused he is, his anger is rising as his patience runs thin. He is a cruel wolf entitled to expect me to bare my neck in submission to him. I used to, but I can’t fall into that trap anymore. "I cut ties with the pack, or did you not feel the tie snap when I cut all of you off and left the pack?" Jedrick grabs hold of my wrist tightly as if he is trying to break it. I felt my tender flesh begin to bruise from his vice-like grip. He drags me back to my hell, kicking, screaming, scratching, and biting. I shot up, my body soaked in a cold sweat, frantically looking around, my surroundings coming into perspective. Thick woods surround me with trees and bushes, and there is no sign of life around me besides the birds and squirrels hanging out in the trees above me. The thin layer of sweat covering my body sends a chill down my spine. My clothes from the day prior were soaked in sweat. I sleep in my clothes and with shoes on in case I have to run when I wake up. I can’t risk being caught off guard. 'It was just a nightmare.' My wolf chimes in, cutting me off from my thoughts. My Savior is the only company I have ever had. The place she can’t save me from is my mind. Nightmares plague my dreams, where she is always absent. In my dreams, I can’t recognize myself. I’m in a stranger's body. 'It doesn’t matter what it was. We needed to move, and they could be gaining on us.' She cuts off my rampant thoughts and I respond to her by rolling my eyes, annoyed by her comment. She knows the effect my dreams have on me, so she stays quiet. Quickly, I pick up the few things I have and throw them in my bag. Then I run like I do every day now and have done for the past five years. I left at the age of 16, but I matured and gained my wolf at such a young age that I can take care of myself. I learned at a young age that life isn’t fair. Everyone I ever loved is gone, and my life has turned for the worse. Now I run from the f****d-up fate that looms over my head. I just hope for the best and try to keep as much distance between myself and the bastards that are trying to chain me up. 'Millie, stop! Something isn’t right!' Aadya warns and perks her ears up, trying to catch whatever she is sensing. I am pulled from my thoughts and realize I don’t recognize where I am. 'Someone’s coming, we have to go!' She growls in my head, and I pick up my pace, dodging trees as I go. I can only hope I’m moving away from the pack, not toward it. I can’t believe I was careless enough not to realize I was surrounded by trees that were marked with an alpha scent. Often, that is how packs deter rogues from their borders. 'There are two wolves.' She warns after scenting them. I can tell she is on edge, ready for anything to happen. I can feel their auras, and from the way it feels, they aren’t pack warriors; they are ranked wolves.
We must be in another pack's territory still. My legs are burning, but I know they won’t give out on me. I trust my body, as I have trained for the worst situations since I started waddling around. I’m pulled from my thoughts and slide to a stop, my feet digging into the ground, as two large wolves in human form emerge from the trees. I am Millie Amelia Brooks, the daughter of a corrupt alpha who is power-hungry, and I am screwed. The two large wolves stare at me, looking me over from head to toe. One of them has dark caramel skin black hair and green eyes. He gives off the aura of a Gamma. The other has a golden blonde head of hair and deep chocolate brown eyes. He seems more aggressive, giving himself away as a Beta. They aren’t in wolf form, which is strange because I am a rogue. "What do we have here, a lost little pup?" The Beta sneers at me over his nose, but I don’t give him a reaction. I can tell they are a few years older than me, probably in their late twenties. "What are you doing in Dark Moon territory?" The Beta asks pointedly. Dark Moon territory? Why does that not sound familiar? 'Who cares? We need to kill these guys, and they are a liability. If we escape, they could track us.' Aadya growls in my head, and I grit my teeth, my blood running cold. I know I just don’t want to be a killer. She assured me that were killers were not survivors, but it doesn’t make me feel better about it. "Alpha Valen will have fun punishing you." The Gamma states, with a deep evil laugh following it. These two men know nothing about me, which is good because it means I am not being recognized. To the average wolf, I am just a rogue, but to a strong alpha, they will sense my power and authority, as I am an alpha's daughter and the firstborn to my pack. These two are merely Gamma and Beta, and they won’t be able to sense it as I am covered in the stench of a rogue. Aadya growls, ready to rip their throats out if they dare make a move, which is understandable when it comes to our rank. She doesn’t take it lightly when an average beta talks down to us. I tell her to calm down because this isn’t anything I haven’t handled before. "I’m just passing through; I didn’t mean to cross into your territory. I mean no harm. I will leave now." "What’s your name?" The Beta's voice booms with authority, but it does not affect me as I rank higher than him. I’ve been on the run long enough that I have created a whole fake persona. I come from a pack that was slaughtered, leaving only a few teens to become rogues. "My name is Roxy. I will be out of your hair now." I started this as I turned to leave. "You're not going anywhere." The Gamma states this while reaching for my arm. I quickly pulled away before he could grab it and turned back to face them. Forcing Aadya down as she tries to force me to shift, I grit my teeth. "I am not going anywhere with you!" I'm firm— careful not to raise my tone. I don’t want them to know I’m bothered. "Alpha's orders!" The Beta spits at me as I stifle a laugh. The audacity of this Beta? Who the hell does he think he is? "That means nothing to me." I said while crossing my arms and raising an eyebrow at them. The Beta fills with anger as the Gamma reaches for my arm again. I quickly slid to the right and threw a punch right at his throat. He grabs hold of his throat, gasping for air, allowing me to throw a second one. I make contact with his nose and feel the crunch from it breaking. Then I drop to the floor, spin, and kick my leg out, swiping his feet from under him as he crashes to the floor. I jump up laughing, and look down at the pathetically undertrained Gamma, who lies on the ground, rolling in pain. If that were my Gamma, I would banish him from my pack. He is weak and sloppy. Just as I turned to take care of the snobby Beta wolf, I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head. I’m blinded by darkness from the shock of the pain, and then a second strike knocks me out as I crash to the ground hard, then darkness.