Feral Confessions - Adrianna And The Alpha

Adrianna lived with her father, her two older brothers and her older sister. Her father, Kuro, did not have many alliances with other packs. As a matter of fact, they were one of the few packs that were not bowing to the terms and conditions of the supreme alpha.

The supreme alpha wanted to bring each and every pack of the werewolves under one rule for unity against dark forces. But Adrianna's father refused to be a part of that alliance. For that reason, the alpha had waged a war against their pack after giving them sufficient time to concede to his demands. ​​

Knowing that she was a force to be reckoned with, her father had used Adrianna to fight against his army.

At nineteen, Adrianna was the youngest and the strongest of the siblings. However, her father disliked her to such an extent that she dared not appear before him. Although she was stronger, more agile, and had a more heightened sense of smell compared to any wolf her father had ever come across, he was afraid that she would one day revolt against him and become the chief of the tribe. He was more inclined towards his eldest son, who wasn't as strong as Adrianna and hardly posed a threat to him, which only meant that he could rule over his tribe for as long as he wanted. But her father knew of her potential and used her against every enemy they had fought ever since she had turned eighteen; she was his hidden trump card. Even though her presence was an eyesore, he used her abilities to ensure his own safety.

Adrianna knew that her father disliked her, but she believed that it was because her mother, Shira, had died while giving birth to her; she had been made to think that it was her fault. The guilt gnawed at her soul, pushing her to agree to fight in every war her father asked her to fight.

She was still thinking about her father and wondering whether or not they had won the war against the Supreme Alpha when her grandfather entered her room.

He walked over to her bed and sat near her. It was heart-wrenching to see her covered in so many wounds. She turned her head towards him, looking at him through her swollen, bloodshot eyes as he caressed her. There were deep cuts near her lips and her hands and legs were also badly bruised. He knew that she was in pain, but he also knew that she would never tell him so. He was thankful to the person who had carried her and left her in front of his cottage. When he found her, he brought her inside his house, tending to her wounds for an hour before placing her in bed. Being a wolf, he knew that her wounds would heal fast, but her current condition was still making his heart ache.

"How are you my child?" he asked his granddaughter affectionately.

Adrianna tried to smile through her wounds and said, "I'm fine, Grandpa." Then, she changed the topic and excitedly asked, "Have we won the war?"

Her grandfather nodded as he continued to caress her head. She was his precious grandchild; she was one of the most beautiful girls he had seen in his family, and she was born with abilities beyond expectations.

Although she was precious to him, she was an alpha and that scared him.

His power-thirsty son had led a coup against him when he had wanted to take over as the chief of the tribe. The only reason he was still alive was because his daughter-in-law, who was expecting Adriana at the time, had pleaded his son to let him live, under the condition that he was to be banished from the tribe forever, staying in the periphery of the jungle, under constant fear of attacks from other tribes.

When Adrianna was born, his daughter-in-law died, but before her death, she had called for him in order to hand over his daughter to him. While doing so, she revealed to him something that he was still pondering over.

Adrianna had been born in the month of October. Because she was born during the full moon, it had invited an uncommon occurrence: the presence of the moon goddess during her birth. The moon goddess had lifted the child in her lap and holding Adrianna's tiny hands, had transferred a moonbeam into her tiny body, making the child possess a magnificent aura around her. However, this power had its consequences. Whenever it was a full moon, Adrianna would involuntarily change into a werewolf and run into the jungle like a wild creature.

At the tender age of seven, he could see that she was able to effortlessly garner enough energy within her to create a small gust of wind for her to play around with. By the time Adrianna was fifteen, she was able to easily channel the energy element inside her and create an absolute wind defense by manipulating the air around her, not allowing for any attacks to breach. Her wind defense was capable of protecting her from all sorts of attacks, regardless of the type, magnitude and direction.

Even though her grandfather had helped her channel her powers, it was still a continuous process; no one else had the powers she possessed.

He was constantly afraid that enemies from the dark forces would notice her abilities and either kill or kidnap her. Because of this, he had immediately made her learn how to control and channel the wild energy that was flowing within her, cautioning her not to use her power unless it was of a dire necessity.