After My Alpha Killed My Mother, I Rejected Him

The wind whipped around us, howling through the steel beams as Drew's Delta warriors forced my mother and brother onto the makeshift platform. My mother's face was ashen, her human-weak heart visibly struggling against her ribcage. My brother's eyes were wide with terror as they bound his wrists with coarse rope.

"Drew, please," I begged, my voice breaking as I watched them secure my family to the crane's suspension cables. "They're innocent!"

He didn't even look at me. His attention remained fixed on the crane operator, a low-ranking wolf who couldn't meet my eyes as he prepared to lift my family into the air.

"Raise them," Drew commanded, his voice eerily calm.

The hydraulic whine of the crane pierced the air as my mother and brother were lifted off the platform. My mother's scream was thin and reedy, her wolfless body trembling violently as she dangled fifty feet above the concrete foundation below.

"Mom!" I shrieked, lunging forward only to be slammed back by Drew's Alpha aura.

He pinned me to the ground with his power, kneeling beside me as his warriors kept my family suspended in mid-air.

"Now," he growled, his breath hot against my ear as he forced our minds to link. "Tell me where Lana is."

"I don't know!" I cried, tears streaming down my face as I felt his presence invade my thoughts. "Drew, please—they have nothing to do with this!"

My wolf, Luna, thrashed wildly within me, her howls of anguish echoing through our bond. *They're hurting our family*, she screamed. *Our pack is attacking our family!*

"I swear on the Moon Goddess," I sobbed, feeling Drew's mental probes ripping through my consciousness. "I had nothing to do with Lana's disappearance!"

Drew's eyes narrowed, his mental touch becoming crueler as he searched for any hint of deception. "You're lying," he snarled, withdrawing from our mind-link. "I can feel it."

"No!" I screamed, struggling against his Alpha hold. "Drew, you know me! You know I would never—"

"I thought I knew you," he cut me off, rising to his feet. His expression was cold, distant—the eyes of a stranger looking down at me. "But the woman I knew wouldn't have tried to harm Lana."

With a casual flick of his wrist, he signaled to his Delta warriors. "Cut the safety cables."

Time seemed to slow as I watched the warriors move to obey. My brother's eyes met mine across the distance, wide with terror and confusion.

"Evelyn," he called out, his voice breaking. "What's happening?"

I couldn't answer. My scream tore from my throat as the first cable was severed with a metallic clang that echoed across the construction site.

My mother's frail body jerked violently in mid-air. Her eyes bulged, her mouth opening in a silent cry as her human heart—already weakened by years of discrimination and hardship—gave out under the terror.

"Mom!" I shrieked, watching helplessly as she went limp in her restraints.

The second cable snapped, and my brother plummeted toward the lower scaffolding. The sickening crunch of bone meeting steel filled the air as his leg twisted grotesquely beneath him.

"Matthew!" I screamed, fighting against Drew's hold with every ounce of strength I possessed.

Blood pooled beneath my brother's shattered leg as he lay among twisted steel beams, his face contorted in agony. My mother hung motionless above him, her life already slipping away.

Something broke inside me then—something fundamental and irreparable. My wolf howled in pure anguish, the sound tearing from my human throat as I scrambled to my feet.

"I need to get to them!" I cried, lunging toward the scaffolding ladder. "My mother—she needs help!"

Beta Marcus stepped into my path, his expression grim but determined. "Alpha's orders," he said, not meeting my eyes.

"Move!" I screamed, trying to push past him.

Delta Ryan appeared on my other side, his massive frame blocking my way. "We can't let you interfere, Luna," he said, his voice tight with the strain of following an order he clearly didn't agree with.

"Interfere?" I shrieked, watching my brother's blood seep into the concrete. "They're dying!"

"Stand down," Drew commanded from behind me, his Alpha tone forcing me to my knees. "This is pack justice."

I collapsed to the dirt, my hands clawing at the ground as I watched my family suffer. My mother's body swayed gently in the breeze, her gray hair dancing around her still face. My brother's cries had faded to whimpers as shock set in.

"Please," I whispered, my voice breaking. "Please let me help them."

But Drew's warriors remained unmoved, their loyalty to their Alpha overriding any compassion they might have felt for me or my family.

As I knelt there, watching my world shatter around me, something inside me hardened—a seed of hatred taking root where love had once lived.