Her human mate

They said only men could be alfas.. Because men are superior to woman.. That they would keep us woman safe. But it was men who killed my pack.. My family.. So I became the first and most feared female Alfa. A pack ruled by females. Those who have been hurt by men. And some who just loved the idea of a female Alfa. Even some men had joined the pack willingly some because of their mates. My name is Orphilia black, Alfa of the Blackstone pack. And this is my story. 15 years ago “Mommy, Mommy! Look what I found!” I screamed at my mom showing her the most beautiful flower I’ve ever seen. She smiled at me softly. “That’s a really pretty flower sweetie, should we put it in your hair?” She asked taking the flower. “Yes!” I screamed out. She put the flower just above my ear in the braid mommy had made me. We aren’t the richest of our pack but we had enough. Daddy works a lot for us, he always taught me to be strong when I got bullied at school. Mom always told me to be kind to those who deserve it, and both always said that if their not nice and pose a threat you should rip out their throat. That night we had all gone to the moon fest to celebrate the moon goddess and the gifts she gives us. I was too little to understand any off it. Every thing was bright, there were little moon lights hanging from the ceiling of the pack house. There was a play area for the kids, drinks and food everywhere. Everyone was enjoying the festival until… There was a loud bang.. All heads turned to where our Alfa sat, his lifeless body falling to the ground. The room was silent. And then there were more shots. The pack house had become a war zone. I saw my parents on the other side and then they were on the 7ground, I ran towards them crying but it was too late. I didn’t leave them, not for a second. The shots died down slowly until it was only the cries of children. “Hello little one.” A dark voice came from behind me. The man grabbed my arm and started pulling me away from my parents. I screamed and kicked at the man but nothing worked. He threw me into a truck followed by other children all girls. We were the last of our pack.. 5 weeks later We were all held in a dark cell room, other packs girls were there too in different cells. No one knew how long we’d been there, we barely ate or drank. They left only little food each day to share. Today they took one of the other packs somewhere And they haven’t returned yet.. Did they kill them…? My thoughts were soon answered when they came for the next pack which happened to be me and my pack. They had tasers to keep us at bey and guards all around us. The main guard led us down a long corridor and into a big room. There were strange tools all around us and a blazing hot fire near them. Each tool had a different pattern on them. There was a faint smell of blood that made the little hairs on my neck stand on ends. “Hello, little girls.” A deep voice spoke out of a the corner of the room. Some of the girls in front of me screamed but I just stared at the man. He didn't look that scary. Oh how wrong I was… They put us in 4 lines with a guard holding each of us down and making us watch as the man put the patterned tool in the flame and pushing it in the first girls skin. She screamed and cried but the guard didn’t move. I was the last girl to be branded and hell I wasn’t going to be marked without a fight.