Chapter 42: Mrs betrayal
When I was ten years old, we were taught about the Alpha's blood rage. It was supposed to be a myth, something the Werewolves elders passed down to the next generation so they don't cross their Alpha. The blood rage occurs when an Alpha is so pissed his vindictive wolf takes over even when he was in his human form thereby shutting off any shred of humanity in him.
I watched my mother try to make a run for it but my father was twenty times faster. He grabbed her and he shoved her. Luna found her footing but she knew she was going to die. No one ever survived an encounter with a bloody Alpha.
"Noah!" She yelled as he came at her again. "Noah! I know you are in there somewhere! Your wolf is going to kill me!" She yelled at my father.
I didn't think but the second time he tried to grab her, I intervened. I was an Alpha blood, I certainly would die by the hands of my blood thirsty father but not as quick as a Beta wolf like my mother.
