The Alpha!

I am the daughter of the delta's of this pack. Low rank as you can see, I am seventeen, for two months I will be eighteen which means I will shift into a wolf.  But, we can not be that sure for that. My pack's name is RedMoon, for the moment is one of the strongest in the whole werewolf community,  in fact always had been one of the strongest, or the strongest. Living in a pack gives you protection, the notion of one for all and all for one. Our pack has the largest territory and we can have more, but even for our scary fierce and wild reputation we prefer peace. Our alpha is feared among the others alphas all over the world, but he says that he prefers to show his strength by providing peace and not war. The past left scares in all of us, but mostly at him. He lost his mate. But that is all what we know. Nobody talks about it, nobody has the guts. He isn't old, he is just 24, yet he started ruling the pack at his twenties. There are a lot of rumors about him, they say he is wild, dangerous, dark, dominant, noble and yet gentle.  For me he is all of them and bit more. The pack is really important for him and he does everything to keep it safe. There have been years that we are in an absolute peace. He is really considerate for me, alphas are known to hate rouges (wolves that doesn't live in a pack) but he even let some of them join the pack. He treats the others with respect and living in this pack is blessing for all of us. But, we know that if you pass the boundaries with him, he won't let you blink twice before taking your life. He is feared, but most respected. He does a lot of business and trains the best of the pack. As for me, I am a simple wolf, being the delta's daughter don't really give me special strength. My mother was an warrior that passed out when I was three. Later we got to know that I had asthma, it's not that bad actually, but in a werewolf world it is too much. I can't run to much in my human body because I will collapse in the ground. So, when all my friend and everyone trains and are being useful to the pack I just sit and watch.  I got two best friends, Marc and Andra, they are siblings and their parents are warriors. Marc is nineteen, which means he has shifted, but still hasn't found his mate. Andra is seventeen like me. Her birthday is after four months. Marc's wolf is quite big with a grey fur, his wolf name is Marcel, I totally love Marcel. They take their trains regularly, while me just sometimes. Most of the time I get easily tired, but still my father trains with me, keeping my pace.  Actually we don't live at the pack house, where most of the important people of pack live. We live in a small mansion, actually a really good one. I spend a lot of time in pack house, one because there lives aunt Leila, she is the best chef around here. She kind of raised me and I see her like a mother. The second, you will get to know with time. I just help her there, and take some glances at the alpha. He is so masculine, handsomely devilish, with green eyes, sharp jawline, plump red lips, broad shoulders, big biceps, eight pack, tall 6.6 foot and a whole sight to see. Most of all, I admire his seriousness. He is all one would want in a man, while me, just a simple girl. Waiting for my birthday, my shifting, which will not happen. 5.5 feet, green eyes, brown hair, straight long one, kind of in love with her alpha that didn't even appreciate her existence. I knew he couldn't be my mate. He was the alpha, I was the delta's daughter, I was weak, we all knew it. But most of the teenagers didn't mess with me, I will tell you why. When I was fifteen the beta's daughter Nicole, which you will get to know, angered me. Who knows me, knows that I don't get easily angered, but when I get I don't know what I do.  She used to make fun of me most of the time, she was high rank, the beta's daughter, she was strong, nobody messed with her and her g**g, which were the gamma's daughter and one of the best warriors daughter. There was even her brother Tom, but he never made joke of me, or Anti the gamma's son. However, I just left the pack house and was going home, I was going through the garden when she started insulting me, being the brat she was I was letting her be, Andra told me to just go to my home and see tv, when Nicole did something she shouldn't. She insulted my grandma. I had just lost her. I saw red. I wasn't even thinking when I sprinted to her and tackled her to the ground. My insides were boiling. I didn't have control in my body. I just lost my grandma. I have been crying every night, trying to get out of the f*****g depression. Trying to make myself understand that she is living inside of me. I could take everything, but not that. I started beating the hell out of her, the gamma's daughter Sandra, tried to stop me, but I broke her arm, they were getting petrified of me, I was just grabbing hard the throat of Nicole her face was becoming purple when I felt a strong arm grabbing me by my waist while feeling another rough hand in my throat, yet not as much to suffocate me, but just to make me stabilized. I was lifted off the ground rapidly and was far from Nicole, I was still feeling red, boiling inside of me, I was furious, yet I felt somebody's warmth, those hands that body was comforting me, I was moving and screaming and the same time nailing the man's arm when I smelled a masculine cologne and a strong, dominant, deep voice that said "Calm down, pup!"  I even thought it came little soft. Than it hit me, this smell, this strength, this voice. It was the alpha. I was calming down a bit, I let my head rest at his shoulder, while I felt his hot, raged breath in my neck. Slowly I moved my nails out of his flash. Stopped screaming and tried to breathe while crying heavenly. My eyes were closed when I felt my father's presence. He wasn't taking me in his arms.  I felt the hand leaving my throat and slowly my body being put in the ground. I wanted to be on his arms. I didn't know why I was crying, but I knew that I didn't want him to leave me.  "Calm down, pup!" He whispered again. Without knowing what I was doing I lifted my head and watched at his eyes. Maybe it was disrespectful, maybe he would take it as an insult, but I was mesmerizing at his stare, at his eyes, how green they were, how for the first time they were looking at me, just at me, how I accepted and felled in love with him that day, in that moment. This is my other story. If you guys like it, let me know.