ALPHA PSYCHO LOVE
CHAPTER ONE
With extreme coldness in the air, a young brunette kept tossing under the sheets lazily. Her act showed she didn't want to get up from the bed but she eventually did after some time.
Today was her birthday. The day she turns eighteen. And yes it was supposed to be a grand day for her because it was a day meant for her to find her mate. And at the same time, she was meant to have a party to mark the day. But there was a problem. Her parents weren't home at the moment to help her mark it.
The day before, both her parents had gone out for something unusual. Something they didn't let her in on.
Her mother, who was a Grand witch, Susan had sojourned with her father a day before over something unusual.
Her father was a Hybrid
werewolf and vampire
. And her mother was a pure-blooded Grand witch, born into the core witches Coven.
So that makes Jane a half-witch and the other half is a mix of a vampire and werewolf. She was a full-blooded tribrid, the three powers were enormous for her to handle.
When Jane brings out all three
Vampire, wolf, and witch
her eyes will turn pure red.
Werewolves lived in their designated packs, Witches and Vampires are both in covens.
The wolf pack lands were huge and they had Three Biggest packs
Red Moon Crescent pack, The Wolverine Pack, and The Fire Dart Pack
She hoped they made it in time for her eighteenth birthday. She suspected something had gone wrong. That perception was churning at her stomach, her guts told her it wasn't anything pleasant.
She needed something better to do than to sulk, so she jumped out of bed wearing her flip-flops.
She walked into the kitchen, she found some vegetables and other condiments laying carelessly on the kitchen counter.
She started sorting everything in their rightful containers.
She washed the peas and put them in the fridge. She let out a tiring sigh and started planning what to cook for dinner.
She grabbed a blood bag on the second drawer of the fridge and stuck a straw in it like a juice box.
She finished the blood bag until it was dry and threw it in the waste bin. She took out some condiments to prepare some rice pudding.
She went outside to wait for them, she hoped they would arrive today despite how unfriendly the weather turned.
It was really cold outside, the weather was harsh. She had no option but to get inside. She heard a knock and she knew her parents were at the door.
Her family had Sojourned into the Red Moon Crescent pack; they lived in the suburbs from the rest of the pack.
Her parents had no friends to the best of her knowledge.
She was seventeen when they escaped, they left and sojourned into the Red moon Crescent pack for safety.
The Red Moon pack was welcoming and took them in, even though most wolves had lost their families due to the First attack of the 'Punter' rogues.
She opened the door and ran to them, her mother beamed with a beautiful smile and stretched out an open arm.
"Happy Birthday to my first fruit." Her mother beamed with glee as she wrapped her around her arms affectionately with a big smile plastered on her gorgeous face.
"My baby girl just turned another year old, you've grown too fast." Her father chuckled and gave thumbs-up, they all smiled.
Her mom pulled something out from a black cloth and handed it to her. It was shaped like a metallic spatula, but it had diverse strange writings on it. It glowed under the black cloth and she fell in love with the object.
"This object was given to me by my late Mother, and I am giving it to you. These objects contain vast magic, they are powerful and have been helpful to so many of our kind, generations in the past before you were even born. You have to take great care of it, and before practicing any of the spells with it, keep your mind focused." She narrated cautiously.
Jane stared at the object in awe. She had memorized most of her mother's spells, and today with this object would be a blast. She was so happy to be gifted such, so she placed it under her arm and thanked her mom with a light kiss on the cheek.
All of a sudden a shrill chant in the forest and their heads shot up at the impending pandemonium.
Her parent's faces were filled with fear, her mom was holding onto her father's arm as he comforted her. She was lost with the happenings and for a few minutes, she couldn't speak.
She saw Hundreds of angry wolves appearing from the Forest. Their scent polluted the air, and it was overwhelming.
She knew instantly who they were, they wore their emblem proudly on their neck with their awful stench polluting the atmosphere.
New darkness plagued the area, they called themselves the Punter Rogues, they killed people day and night. They stole children, killed their men, and raped women. They found fulfillment from suffering.
They could overhear screams of other inhabitants from the neighboring town, the smell of smoke and fire filled the area, screams of women and children as they were brutally captured alive.
"Jane, you have to run! They are here to get you, and trust me they are not good people. I want you to run and never look back, no matter what happens you must get the hell out of here!" Her father ordered with ragged breath, she looked at him with teary eyes. She knew he wanted to protect her, but she can't run and abandon them to get killed!
She shook her head stubbornly like a toddler, disobeying his orders.
"Dear Father, Mom, I can't abandon you to die here. I can fight, please let me. I will stay with my family and if death knocks I will gladly die with my family. Don't separate me please.." Her dad interjected.
"Jane Harrison Jude I swear to the Moon goddess, if you don't leave now I'll make you!" He uses his Alpha tone with a loud growl. His eyes glowed dark letting her know his wolf was out. She stared at him wide-eyed as the bloodthirsty wolves started to get closer and closer.
"Please, Obey your father. Jane, leave now!" Her mother chipped in, she said in a commanding yet very pleasing tone.
Her breath hitched as she turned around almost somersaulting and ran. Her wolf whined in her head, for her to stay and fight for her family but those commands were from her parents.
She looked back and saw the wolves attacking her family, she let out a cry but kept running away.
From a distance, she saw as her father was hit brutally and her mother was cut by a sword, her heart constricted but there was nothing she could do. Their blood oozed on their swords and their painful cries filled the air.
