Alphas Legacy
This is when Crystal is eight going on nine.
Crystal's POV
"now I'm going yo tell you all a story." my mum said. I am eight goin on nine. My mother told me and my family a story. A story about a man who lead his pack differently from every other pack there was. This man was cruel, cold and heartless toward anyone. He didn't care about anyone. He murdered alot of people." mum paused.
"this man was a killer. He killed alot of people to get what he wanted. He is mate less, that means he doesn't have a mate a second half. You'll find yours someday." mum said. "he wipes out pack after pack trying to restore his place, his title." she said. This man scared me. "is this a true story?" I asked. "yes, I'm afraid. You learn about this particular Alpha in classes as you get older." mum said. "what what his pack like?" I asked. "his pack was the most feared, the strongest pack in ever known." she said. "so is he like a king?" I asked. I was so curious. "yeah, I guess he's Alpha King, you know the person who rules over every pack. That makes his pack is the royal pack. You could say he's like a king but he'd be known as Alpha of Alphas in werewolf world." mum explained.
"are we werewolves too?" I asked. "yes. She your of age thirteen you will have your first shift, some people shift later or even earlier." hmm I wondered when the man in the steoy mum was telling me about shifted. "what did his pack do? As in practices?" I asked. "they practised combat, they prepared for war. Only the strong survive. If you were weak at the end of an inspection then you'd be killed." she said. This was scaring me. "Crystal my child, your scared. I am too. You know he's an immortal, he's a hybrid. Also who ever ends up being his mate will end up being immortal." wow immortal, what did that mean. "what does immortal mean?" I wanted to find out. "it means you can't die. Vampires are immortal till you stab them with a wooden stake in the heart. But we're wolves on the other hand can't die. I mean only Alphas are immortal." she said. "that was a long story." I was so tired. "I know sweetie now get some sleep, try not to dream of that story okay!" mum said. I just heard her leave. I fell asleep.