Selfish F**king F**ktard

(Present Day) Sunday, 25th July 2021.

In a werewolf community.....

Alpha Zayne Steele

It's a Sunday afternoon. Where am I, you ask? I chuckle bitterly as I take in my surroundings. Maybe you did not ask, but I will tell you anyway.

This is what my life has become. If I am being truthful, I never imagined this is where I would be.

It is not what I imagined growing up. So much has changed.

Too much has changed.

Growing up as a child, I always knew one day, I would eventually take over from my father as the Alpha of our wolf community. I would rule with love, care, and respect for my people while at the same time being just in my decisions.

I would eventually find my mate, and I would be complete with my Luna by my side, and we would rule together. And even then, I always thought my biggest problem may have been some unruly wolves or even some lone wolves that are pack-less.

Even those lone wolves that are feral, whose only purpose or aim in life is destruction at every turn. They don't see reason, nor do they have respect for anyone, humankind or magical beings.

But no, things have yet to turn out as I imagined.

The world we live in is ever-changing and not for the better, where one secret human faction has been trying persistently to eliminate all who they consider different.

A threat!

Here I am, in my office at my desk.

I casually stroll over to the liquor bar, grabbing a bottle of scotch with one hand and turning up a drinking glass with the other. I then pour myself a drink in one smooth motion.

Mind swirling—so many thoughts, what should I do next? I am so frustrated at this point, with so much planning and training, yet so much loss I've endured. Strolling back to my desk, I took a huge swig and then sat, leaning back on my chair.

Too many innocents are dying, and for what? None of us knew the reasoning behind this madness--why it all began? Sadly, we have assumptions, and that's it.

Pissed as hell, I abruptly stood, eyebrows pinched, nose flaring as I inhaled deeply, balling my free hand in a fist, aiming. I pelt the glass of scotch I was holding with the other across the room.

Then I let out my breath.

Still unsatisfied, I swiped a hand across my desk, clearing everything on it. Various items fell to the ground, making a loud crashing sound.

At the same time, a vicious growl escaped my throat and made its way out my mouth as the thought of one of my roadblocks came to mind. Alpha Thornton.

He is the bane of my existence. My Beta Mekhi left my office after informing me that they are still refusing to consider a meeting or even willing to take my calls.

Which is another problem I need help with.

"Goddess, Ahhhhhhhh," I grit my teeth, claws extending as I fought to control my wolf. Aragorn is just as outraged as I am. Tension was rolling off me in waves, like heat dancing on my skin's surface as my blood started boiling.

Alpha Thornton has turned down our advances again, relentlessly turning a blind eye to this situation. We are losing men and innocent people to these intelligent creatures. We could use all the help we can get.

Alpha Thornton should know the gravity of the situation, worse yet, if things get out of control. He should know it, Goddess, darn it. I pace, fisting and un-fisting, jaw ticking, as I grind my teeth, trying to control my breathing. I was fuming. I would be the last god darn person in this world to ask him for help by joining our forces.

Not after he was responsible for my mother's death, well not directly, but HIS refusal to help our businesses placed us in quite a position eight years ago.

People my dad owed kidnapped my mom and held her for ransom, then killed her without hesitation, not sparing us a second thought.

They killed her brutally, even after we scraped, salvaged, and came up with the cash for her safe return. I AM blaming Alpha Thornton because had he invested, we would not have been vulnerable to such tactics from the people we owed. We would have been debt free.

Her death was on him!

I punched the wall, pulling in my knuckles for inspection. I stroll back to the liquor, turn up another glass, then pour another drink.

I took a small sip with one hand, flexing the hand I used to punch the wall, and inhaled deeply.

I sigh almost helplessly; this is bigger than me, which is why I have been trying so desperately to get a meeting with him or a phone call. We needed to tap into his reach, circle, and other contacts and affiliates.

I would continue my advances towards my men and those innocents because I need to have a word with him and his Beta and get them to listen to reason, even though that son of a gun has not accepted any of my requests for a god-darn meeting.

Both he and his Beta truly need to understand the severity of the situation we are all facing because, soon, they will breach our borders, and as we speak, they are growing in numbers.

These manufactured creatures are human f**king creations, the human's flimsy attempt to be able to defend themselves against us, and Goddess knows what else. Foolish, I thought, just god darn foolish. Now they have created a monster that can wipe both of our kinds off the face of the god-darn earth, bringing us all to extinction.

These same nasty creatures were even responsible for the death of their Beta's mate, Beta Grey, and they foolishly thought it was some disease she caught on their trip. They were heading to a massive convention.

Little did they know that it was a planned attack, and the humans took an easy target in Alpha Thornton's camp. They took who they could get their hands on at the time by having this creature corner her and skillfully infect her without her knowledge.

They thought they could have taken out the big bad Alpha Thornton just as quickly and skillfully. But even I could have told them it's not easy to get to an Alpha like Thornton. He is untouchable.

Darn it, Thornton and his Beta need to know how genuine this threat is, but as usual, Alpha Thornton couldn't give a first, let alone a second thought to what we were facing over here in Ragnuff Crescent Moon Community.

He is only concerned that they have yet to reach his state's borders, so he has no care in the world about our plights and struggles.

Such a selfish f**king f**ktard. I was bouncing from thought to thought. Taking another sip, I paced back and forth. I automatically passed my hands through my hair a few times aggressively as I did so.

My nerves were through the roof. However, I tried to focus.

This whole mess started about a little over ten years ago. Well, that is, at least when we had our first attack. That was a planned attack as well, very strategic, with the humans and the god-darn creatures under their control working together.

The creatures destroyed the witch community that night, and only a few survived.

Back then, they used volts of electricity to control the creatures. A massive shock when they turn on them, as these things back then had no intelligence whatsoever, almost like aggressive zombies, not the slow types you see in some movies.

But now that humans have evolved, their experiments have advanced drastically.

The few survivors from the attack that made it out scattered all over, some found haven with the wolves as they faced the same threats, and we even have one here who comes in handy from time to time.

The few wolves in that community got caught in the fire, which gave us a perfect example of what happens to a wolf once bitten by one of those creatures.

They suffer horribly and die!

I only took up the mantle about three years ago. We have been fighting against this faction for an unreasonably long time, and they continue to wreak havoc close to my community.

In the space of time, I started my own Elite Warriors Task Force to rescue innocents and to shut this down once and for all, as my need to do something to help these people and not just survive was overpowering.