Alpha klare

Chapter 1

Meredith POV

My eyes glanced at the clock for the fifth time today. "Is Morgana back?" I asked one of the maids kneeling beside me, scrubbing the tiles.

She shook her head. "No. Morgana went with Ashley and she has not come back."

I ignored the little jab in my heart. Morgana would be fine. She had to be fine.

I mean, the moon goddess could not hate me so much that she would snatch my parents and then my sister from me.

"Mere!" Margret, the Luna of our pack, screamed my name out loud.

Everyone stopped whatever they were doing and bowed.

I stood up slowly, looking at her. "Yes, Luna."

"Leave whatever you are doing, go wash my clothes, water the plant by the entrance, they are dying, and also make sure my food is served quickly. Do I make myself clear?" she asked.

I stared at her. I wanted to tell her that the plant was dying because all she did was water it and prevent it from getting a little ray of sunlight.

But then she would claim to be the most perfect botanist. A very brave name for someone who couldn't tell the difference between a rose and a sunflower.

"Mere? Did you hear me?" she asked again, this time her voice louder.

"Yes, ma'am," I answered.

I bit my tongue from reminding her that it was Meredith and not Mere, and I was not Mere in any way.

"Good! Now get going!" she snapped, clapping her hands.

I picked up the bucket of water and walked outside the house to water the plants.

My back ached from so much work. If Morgana, my sister, was here, she would have assisted me in any way and maybe talked to the spoilt Princess Ashley and stopped her from making me work so hard.

I picked up the cup and watered it slowly when the gate opened, the driver driving inside at such a fast speed.

I paused, my cup falling.

My heart racing.

The first thing I saw was not the car but the hand bloodstain on the car.

I didn't rush like Margret and the other maids to see what was happening. I stood there, ignoring the flowing water and praying my sister would walk out alive.

"Moon goddess, please. She is all I have. Don't make me lonely, you know how much I hate being lonely," I whispered.

One of the men rushed to the door and opened it.

Ashley was sitting at the back door, someone lying on her lap.

Her eyes looked around everywhere and found mine, even though I was small and should have been overshadowed by the crowd.

Her eyes were stained with tears; she opened her mouth and closed it, tears rolling more.

And then she raised her hands, her blood-stained hands.

"Meredith…" she called out.

I didn't move.

I didn't take a step closer.

Maybe my brain wanted me to, considering the fact that the Luna would ordinarily shout at me.

But right now I didn't care.

"Where… where is my sister?" I whispered, my brain trying to make sense of what was happening.

The guards stood at the door and stretched out a hand and let Ashley come down with their help, like she couldn't climb down from a car on her own.

She walked up to me and stared at me.

I swallowed hard, watching tears roll down her eyes, watching her body tremble.

She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tightly, caressing my hair as she whispered, "I am sorry… I am so sorry… it was an accident."

Accident?

My brain tried to understand what was happening.

What was she referring to?

The fact that she hugged me with someone's blood and was caressing me, or the fact that the blood she used to hug me might be my sister's blood.

"Where… where is my sister?" I managed to ask. I couldn't even recognize my voice.

She pulled back and looked at me. "She… she…" She clapped her hands together, her knees hitting the ground.

"She is gone," she announced.

I was about to ask her where, to do what, when a guard walked through the other side, carrying Morgana, my sister, in his arms, blood rushing from her stomach, his eyes filled with tears.

I walked towards him, taking her from his arms. "What… what happened to my sister?" I asked.

I held her, trying to take her. The guard looked at me. "Meredith, you…"

"Don't tell me what to do!" I snapped in his face.

He loosened the grip and let me carry the weight of my sister in my arms.

I stared at the stomach, at the blood.

Tears rolled down my eyes.

I didn't even know when my knees hit the ground or why. Maybe it was because of the weight of my sister or how heavy my heart was.

"Morgana… Morgana," I called out, slapping her cheeks.

Waiting for her to tell me it was one of all those silly elder sister pranks she did to make me laugh.

"Morgana, wake up, it's me. Your sister, Meredith. You… You…" I paused, my heart in my chest; I could feel a surge of adrenaline rush within me.

I held her hands tight, caressing her hair. "You… don't do this to me, Morgana. Answer me. Answer me…"

An earth-shattering silence followed.

The maids and guards had gathered around, watching; even our Luna stood at a safe distance, staring at me, while Ashley cried on her mother's shoulder.

I laughed, running my hands through my hair, ignoring the way I felt, ignoring how heavy my heart felt.

I pulled her close. "You have to answer me. You can't leave me here. Not like this. Not after all we have been through. I have no one, no one, and you know it. You are all I have and you just have to answer me!"

When she did not say a word, I hit her on her chest, time after time, until my hands grew numb.

"Answer me!" I screamed out loud.

I felt a cold hand on my shoulder; I turned to see the Alpha standing over me.

"My child, you have to let her go."

I paused.

At first I felt disgusted at how shallow he was to think I would live in this world without my sister.

"Leave me alone."

He looked at me. "Meredith, as your Alpha…"

"You are not my Alpha!" I retorted, glaring at him. I stood up, leaving my sister, who was lying lifeless on the floor.

"You are not my Alpha. Maybe you seem to have forgotten, but you killed my parents. You walked into our pack and you killed them and took us as your slaves. You said you would let us go after 18 years, and two years before ours is up, your daughter brings my sister's dead body back and…"

"Meredith, you should…"

I laughed. "Oh, now you know my name. I thought it was Mere to all of you. I thought you did not know me. My sister was brought in here dead, with a knife in her stomach, and I will not leave her, I will not do anything until I know who killed my sister!"

I turned to Ashley, anger rising up within me like blood, flowing down my veins.

"What happened?" I asked.

She pulled away from her mother and stared at me. "It… it is a long story."

"You are not dumb and it's not like I have anything else to do. What happened to my sister?"

She wiped her tears. "She… It was an accident. She committed an atrocity and there is a bigger thing, bigger than her death."

I almost laughed.

The audacity of this fool to refer to the death of my sister as another casual event.

She walked towards where Morgana lay and pulled the knife away, shaking.

She walked towards me. "She… she killed someone while trying to save me. She killed Cain, Alpha Klare's brother."

My feet weakened; I staggered back, trying to understand what I had just heard.

"What… Alpha Klare? The…"

"He attacked me, and she defended me. She… he wanted to stab me and she got stabbed instead. I… I was very, very confused and…"

"And?" I asked.

She looked at me. "I stabbed him back. I finished what your sister started."

I felt like the ground should swallow me, or maybe take me back to the day before.

I could already feel the hidden plan that she had under that statement.

She would frame me.

She would accuse me and lie that I stabbed Cain.

Because he was Alpha Klare's brother.

The Alpha Klare who was known to be the most ruthless one in the world.

The hybrid that killed just for sport.

I looked at Morgana and then at Ashley.

She was dead.

And somehow I would be paying for their sins.