The Alpha's Tangled Desire

“Hey!!! Don’t stand there looking at me. Come and help me,” I heard someone say. The voice sounded familiar. It was feminine. I tried to open my eyes, but I couldn’t. I didn’t have control over my body any longer. “Are you sure about this? I don’t want to be in trouble”. I heard another voice say. The voice was apprehensive. This voice too sounded familiar, but like the other one, I couldn’t place a face on it. This voice was masculine. “This is not the time to ask questions”. The owner of the first voice said. “You can’t grow cold feet now. Let’s get through with this”. I started to feel a rope whined around my neck. “What is going on”? I began to wonder I started to think that I was having a dream. It was a strange dream because I didn’t see anything. I couldn’t see anything; I just heard voices and felt things. Slowly, I felt fluids quietly slipping into my ears and blocking my hearing. Before long, the fluid was not just entering my eyes. It was going into my eyes and nose as well. I was going out of breath. It took time before I realized that I was in a river. My consciousness returned like a flash of lightning. I tried to swim back to shore, but I felt a force pulling me down fast. On turning to see what force was pulling me down, I was surprised by the sight that greeted me. There was a very huge stone hanging around my neck. The knowledge that someone planned my murder knocked consciousness out of me twice faster than it restored it the first time. I found myself in a dark void—maybe a tunnel. I died at that moment. Within seconds, I felt a presence. “Who is there”? I asked. There was no answer. I was certain that someone else was there, so I asked again “Who is there”? There was still no answer. The room was still dark. I smelled a sweet, fresh-smelling fragrance that I couldn’t trace anywhere. I looked around but couldn’t find anyone. As I stood there wondering what was going on, I felt a hand on my shoulders. Immediately I turned, and the room brightened up. A lady was standing there, smiling at me. She had milky skin and crystal-white teeth, which sparkled. “Is this the afterlife we always heard about as kids”? I wondered quietly as the void began to take on a celestial form. “It is not, yet it is definitely not the kind of life you are coming from,” the lady said. “Wait! Did she just answer the questions in my heart? No way,” I puzzled myself as I took a more careful look at her. Her hair brushed past my face, and I felt the soft woolen texture of the hair. The fragrance from her room smelled like fresh, budding flowers in autumn. “Yes, it is!” She replied, “Tracy, It is I, the Moon goddess”. Her voice danced along with the winds as the sounds from her larynx aligned perfectly to produce a melody. “What am I doing here?” I asked her. “How did I get here?” I wanted to know how I got unconscious in the river, then how I got to this strange and dark tunnel, and finally how the dark tunnel became celestial. “I will answer your entire question one after the other, but first, walk with me”. She requested. She took my hand, and we began to walk. “Strength is tested in times of weakness. Your resilience during times of weakness has qualified you for strength”. She said to me: “You will be stronger than your oppressors and all those who ever took advantage of your weakness”. As she said this, memories flooded back to when my weakness became obvious and, by implication, when my travails started. I remembered my early teenage years. * * * * * * “Aaaah wuuh!!!”. I tried to howl toward the full moon. Nothing has happened even now. I was already sixteen years of age and still had not wolfed out yet. I was approaching the age when a werewolf lost its ability to ever howl and transform into a wolf again. My father would not have it. He had done everything in his power to see me transform but nothing happened. Being the Alpha of our pack, He could not bear the thought that his own Daughter who was supposed to be a gamma wolf had not still wolfed out. He hated me! “It’s alright Tracy, we will come back during the next Full moon,” Tonia said to me. “You still have enough time to Wolf-out”. I couldn’t imagine facing my father and telling him that I have failed to wolf out once again. The surge of pain and anger I saw on his face each time I took the news to him always brake my heart. I always felt bad for being the only child of our family who caused my family this kind of pain. Out of fright, I ran into Tonia’s open arms with tear-filled eyes. She hugged me and said, “It’s going to be alright. Things will surely get better”. I knew that wasn’t true. “What probability was there that anything will be better”? I quizzed myself. “None”. I concluded. “Dad wants to see you now,” a voice said from behind me. I turned to see my younger brother walking towards Tonia and me. “Make sure you have explanations as to why you still haven’t wolfed out. Filthy excuses won’t do this time” He added. It was no news that my own younger brother hated me with a passion that could only come from hell. His stares usually hit daggers on my chest without reluctance. He always sought opportunities to express his ill feelings towards me and more often than not, fate was on his side. “Tonia, come with me immediately,” he said turning towards my best friend. Tonia had told me of the secret romance that existed between them. According to her, “He brings out the beast in me. He works his fingers deep into me gently and steadily till we reach a climax and then he comes into me. The feeling is heavenly”. Severally, she pointed out that the relationship was plainly s****l and nothing, and severally I have wished Dave worked me the way he did my best friend. He hated me too much to do that. I dusted the behinds of my skirt as I watched Tonia walk away with Dave towards the cellar. I walked slowly towards our cabin in the woods quietly rehearsing what I would tell my father perhaps he gave me a chance to talk. I knew he wouldn’t give me any other chance. He never did. “Another failed attempt right?” my dad called out after noticing my silent disposition. My mum was sitting right beside him trying really hard to avoid eye contact with me. “I actually didn’t expect anything from you, I only hoped. I hoped but you still disappointed me”. He was screaming now “Mom, please say something”. I begged silently under my breath. My father had quite a temper and in many cases, only my mother could calm him down. She failed many times too but she was the only chance I had for leniency. “pow” a vase smashed on my face and surprisingly, I was expecting. “You are a shame to the pack” Dad shouted. “You are a disgrace to this family. You should never have been born”. Even though that statement had become an anthem he repeated after every full moon, it still had an effect on me each time he said it. I broke down in tears more as a result of his words than from the vase smashing on my face. Your brother was only twelve when he wolfed out. Everybody your age is fully a wolf why not you? You smear the family”. This statement he accompanied by hauling a ceramic plate at me which misses me by the air. He moved closer to hit me but Mom gets in between us. “Please Michael” she begged. “Please just let her be” she added. Mom has been torn between supporting me and supporting the pack’s decisions. “Then whose fault is it Mom? Whose fault?” Dave said strolling casually into the room. On seeing him, I began to picture how his intercourse with Tonia would have been. I didn’t expect him to be done so soon. He walked to my father and said: “They are here already, what should I do?” “Who are these people here and why so soon”? I wondered. The sun hadn’t even settled properly on the sky. I watched as my father took a glossary look at me and then he told Dave to let them in. He then ordered me to go take my bath. I wasn’t sure what was going on but I became certain it concerned me. Another thing I was sure about is that whatever the people visiting came for it was not a good thing. At least not for me.