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Chapter 5 If she doesn't shift when she turns 18 years old, you can kill her

  • *This werewolf story is not going to be like the ones you've read, I want to try something new. So certain things you've read will be left out or it will be combined with what I have in mind. Beware of new words- I'm gonna make up some words haha...
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  • "Amanda Mitchell! Get down here! Now!" Mark Mitchell growled using his Alpha aroma- No one in his pack can refuse his orders whenever he uses his Alpha aroma.
  • "Yes, father. You wanted to see me. I've already done the dishes and I've cleaned the entire house as you asked, so if that's what you're calling me, I can return to my room," Amanda bowed before the Alpha, as she spoke in a sleepy voice.
  • "I just got a call from Luna Maye of the White Wolves, she said that you were been rude and that you insulted her in front of all the students in her Mathematics class. Why would you do such a thing? It's bad enough that your mother and I have to raise a weak brat like you," Alpha growled angrily before he snatched the book Amanda had in her hand to the ground.
  • "Father, I didn't do anything. Luna Maye is the one that insulted me in front of the whole class, and on top of that, she kicked me out of the class and gave me detention, without me uttering a single word. You have to believe me," Amanda sunk to the ground, as her eyes became watery once again.
  • "Are you calling the Luna a lier?" Luna Olivia questioned, before dragging Amanda by her hair and pulled her in the air holding her by her throat.
  • "Ple---ase! Don't, cough! Ki-ll, Cough! me," Amanda choked out..
  • "Honey, do you want me to kill this bitch of a daughter that we have?" Luna Oliva smirked as he held Amanda in the air, squeezing down on her throat without seeming unaffected by Amanda's weight.
  • "Not so fast, my dear. If she doesn't shift when she turns 18 years old next year, then you can kill her," Alpha Mitchell laughed not caring if Amanda heard him or not.
  • *An hour later*
  • After listening to both of my parent's hurtful words, I got punished to do everybody's chores in the packhouse for a month and on top of that, I was told to stay in my room whenever a party is being held. If I attend any of the parties, then I will be an Omega.
  • After closing my room door with the lock, I took a quick shower, brushed my teeth, and went straight to bed. It didn't take long for my eyelids to get heavy, and soon darkness took over.
  • "Hello, my dear. I'm sorry about your day, but let's put that aside for now, since you've been punished for something you didn't do, and the night is going by so fast, storytime will be short tonight. Don't worry about your wound, I'm going to heal it, but I will let the swelling remain for a few weeks, so no one suspects anything," Izabel winked at Amanda, as she sat down on a wooden chair.
  • "Thanks, I really appreciate your help. Proceed with the story Iza, I'm listening," Amanda smiled brightly..
  • Storytime
  • Chapter two of destined
  • It was noon when Samson returned back with his Beta, Gamma, Zeta, and nine other werewolves that he took with him to the forest. But his Luna was still asleep, which was quite odd, as the Luna didn't sleep at all. Samson on the other hand was furious and instead of asking his wife if she was okay, he sent for the medics.
  • "Steven, my mate is sleeping, and I'm worried. Can you come to check up on her to see if she's okay," Alpha Clark asked one of the medics, as his expression soften upon calling the word mate.
  • "It's quite normal for the Luna to sleep, your highest. After all, she did a lot in the day, so she must be tired," Steven reassured his Alpha.
  • "My mate is never tired, Steven, that's the thing. I'm not asking you to check on my mate, it's an order," Alpha Clark protest, not caring what his Gamma had to say.
  • "As you wish, you highest. Let me go get my things, Alpha, I'll be right back," Steven uttered in amusement.
  • As Steven followed Alpha Clark to his chambers, he shook the feeling he was feeling in his gut and took out the necessary utensils to check up on the Luna. However, as soon as Steven's hand touched Luna Helen's stomach, she woke up startled..
  • "Why are you here, Gamma, I'm perfectly fine, so what's all the commotion about?" Luna Helen asked confused, as her eyebrows crease.
  • "Alpha Clark thought you were ill, so he asked me to come over and check up on you," Gamma Steven answered the Luna, as he bowed his head respectfullyively.
  • "I see. Leave us, Gamma, go tell the others that I wish to speak to them," Luna Helen ordered Steven.
  • "As you wish, your highest," Gamma Steven responds back respectively.
  • When Steven left the room the Luna turned to her mate, with a smirk plastered on her face. She didn't know that her mate returned from the forest, and neither did she smelled Samson's scent.
  • Without saying a word, Helen rose up out of her bed and yawned and stretched her arms, before she disappeared from where she was and appeared on Samson's lap.
  • "So you thought I was sick, huh?" Helen mind-linked her mate as she fanned her minty breath on his ears.
  • "You never sleep, len. I know you, you wouldn't sleep if something happened or something came up," Samson mind-linked back Helen as he teased Helen by rubbed rubbing his hand on her neck where he marked a couple of months ago.
  • "Nothing happened, Sam. I was tired, I haven't slept in a year, you of all people should know that it's hard to not be able to sleep even if I close my eyelids," Helen mumbled angrily.
  • "So I'm people now?" Samson raised his eyebrows, before trailing soft kisses on Helen's neck, to get collar bone.
  • "Babe, you know what I mean. Don't go to my weak spot Sam, I'm hungry and I can't have sex with you on a hungry stomach," Helen stick out her tongue playfully.
  • That's the end of chapter two...
  • "So Helen is unable to sleep for a year, but when Tinker Chell visits she sleeps, that's odd... I think this Tinker Chell is up to something," Amanda said as she hold her chin in a thinking manner.