Farewell, My Alpha Brother

I flung the papers in his face, feeling a little satisfaction when the papers flew and cut him. A tiny droplet of blood trickled down his face, but it was quick to heal. “What is all this?”

“Shelly?” Liecia's eyes widened as she looked at me, as if she were seeing a ghost. “How did you get here?” I don’t know which one hurt—seeing my brother act like a stranger or seeing Liecia behaving like I was leprous.

We had all been close, but I guess that was all a memory.

“I have stage three cancer. I know it is funny; werewolves don’t get sick, but I don’t have my wolf, so it was bound to happen.” I told him, watching his reaction. Something flashed in his eyes—sympathy—or I was probably daydreaming, and he took a step back.

“I knew you were cursed, but I didn’t think you would bring it here.”

“Samuel, I am literally dying.” My voice broke as I spoke, and it was taking everything in me not to break down.

“It is Alpha Samuel to you,” he spat out with such venom that goosebumps spread all over my arm. “I thought I was clear when I told you that I didn’t want to see your face again. Goddess knows what curse you have brought back with you. I know you want to kill me the same way you killed our parents, but that is not going to happen.”

A flash of pain went through my chest at the mention of our parents, and I rubbed my chest, trying to soothe the pain, but he had already turned to leave, taking Liecia with him, so I followed behind him. “I didn't kill them! You knew they were attacked by rogues. We were together!” I yelled after him, tears brimming down my eyes.

I chased after him, screaming the words for all to hear, but the rain had begun pouring, drowning out my voice. He halted when he got to the door and glared at me. “I don't know what stupid paper you are talking about, but I don’t want you in my life again. Take this and get out!” He bellowed, flinging the paper into the downpour, and I watched in horror as it landed on the floor, the rain beating down on it until it was unrecognizable.

I didn’t hear them coming, but hands grabbed me, and they began to drag me out, disregarding my screams, and they deposited me outside of the pack.

I collapsed on the bare floor, sobbing in pain even as the rain continued to lash down on me. I wept until I was exhausted, and I picked myself up to begin the long journey home.

My shoulders shook with each step, my body trembling from the cold, but I continued the journey home, dragging myself through the puddle until I saw the lone cottage that stood away from the pack, and I entered inside, collapsing at the door.

The rain had seeped into my bones, weakening me, and with a deep sigh, I closed my eyes, surrendering myself to the darkness.

“Shelly?” I heard the voice of my brother, and I blinked my eyes, hoping it wasn’t a dream.

“Samuel? Is that you?”

"Yes, Shelly, it is I.”

“Samuel!” I cried out, wrapping my hands around him and digging my nails into his neck to confirm that he was indeed the one in the flesh. And I broke down as I got my confirmation, tears streaming down my eyes.

“Shelly, it is alright. I am here.” He tried to console him, rubbing circles on my back, but I continued crying, holding onto him tighter.

I don’t care if it was going to turn out to be a dream; I was just happy to be with my brother.

“Shelly?” I turned my head to the sound of the voice, and then I saw them—my dad, standing tall and strong, with my mom by his side. They wore identical smiles; their gazes were locked onto mine, and the dam broke.

“Dad, mom? Is this real?”

“My baby.” My mom opened her arms for me, and I wasted no time running into her arms.

Yes, she was real.

The familiar scent that always clung to her clothes filled my nose, and I dug my nose deeper into her neck, inhaling her scent.

“Dad.” I cried out as I ran to his arm, and his warmth enveloped me like a thick blanket.

“Shelly, how have you been, sweetie?” My father whispered as he stroked my hair gently. “Please stop crying. It breaks my heart to see you in so much pain. We will always be here for you, and I know you will be fine.”

“Dad?” His voice grew fainter as he talked, and when I looked at him, he was fading away, along with my mother.

“Mom? Dad?” I screamed, running towards them, but the more I ran, the more they faded. However, I refused to give up, and I continued running, unable to let them go.

“We will always be with you.” Their faint whisper echoed across the room, and in an instant, they were all gone.

“Noooooo!” I cried out in despair, and I woke up in my bed.