The Black Wolf: The Abused Alpha’s Daughter

It was October, thanksgiving weekend to be precise. My mom, and grandparents left to head to my grandma’s brothers funeral in another province to her pack; The Lockheart Pack. My father Alpha Andrew Graystone stayed behind to take care of our pack; The Midnight Pack while they left. I stayed home with my dad since I was only 9, and my parents felt it would be better to stay home. It was 2:00am on October 12, I heard the most painful howl coming from my parents room. I get up and run to their room to find my father on the floor holding his chest and crying. That was when I knew I lost my mother and grandparents. The days following, my father sent his Beta, and trackers to find his mate, my mother. My mom and grandparents, were found between provincial borders and there was their bodies and the lingering smell of rogues. Our Beta brought them home and helped my poor broken hearted father. A few days later my father set up their funerals so myself and our pack could say goodbye to their Luna, my mother Anna. My grandma and grandpa had their funeral’s the next day. That was the hardest day of my life, I lost part of my soul that day. But that wasn’t all my soul I was going to lose. I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Phoenix Graystone, and I am 9 years old. I just turn 9 on October 3.