Unmade For The Alpha!

Third Person's Point Of View:

“Keep going, Sierra! You’re doing it! I’ve got you!”

Opening her eyes to the harsh, gray reality of the graveyard, the warmth of those memories vanished, replaced by the crushing truth that the only person who had ever truly made her feel safe was now lying beneath the cold, wet earth.

Everyone slowly began to leave, the crowd thinning until the cemetery grew eerily quiet. The heavy downpour finally tapered off, leaving behind a cold, damp stillness. Yet, Sierra remained right where she was, standing frozen like a statue. Beside her, her brothers and father stood as an unwavering wall, refusing to move an inch from her side.

Gently slipping out from under Rian’s protective arm, Sierra didn't say a word. She took a few wobbly, unsteady steps toward her mother’s fresh grave before her strength completely gave out, and she collapsed onto the wet dirt.

Pressing her cheek against the cold earth covering her mother, the floodgates broke. She wept hysterically, her chest heaving as she sobbed into the ground.

"Why did you leave me?"

She cried out, her raw voice trembling with grief.

"How am I supposed to live without you? Please, Mum..."

As her tears fell into the mud, a painful memory from the hospital room flooded her mind. She remembered her mother’s pale, weak face, still holding that soft, loving smile as she looked up at Sierra.

"Live a good, happy life, my sweet baby girl!"

Her mother had whispered softly, her thumb gently brushing Sierra's knuckles.

"Focus on your dreams..."

Then, her mother’s warm hand had slipped uselessly out of Sierra's grip, and the last breath of life left her body, leaving behind a deafening silence.

As Sierra sobbed on the grave, a heavy, warm hand settled gently onto her shoulder.

"You still have us..."

Her father, Raiden, said, his usually firm voice thick with choked emotion.

"Dada is with you."

The moment his skin made contact, Sierra recoiled violently, shoving his hand away with every bit of strength she had left.

"Don't touch me!"

She spat out, her voice trembling with raw pain and anger. She glaring up at him through tear-blurred eyes.

"Why are you here?"

Siden, her eldest brother, took a step closer, his eyes aching with unspoken heartbreak as he looked down at his crying little sister. His voice was thick, desperate to reach her.

"We are here to take you back home."

Hearing the word leave his mouth, Sierra let out a bitter, lifeless chuckle, fresh tears spilling over her wet cheeks.

"Home?"

She asked, her tone dripping with venom and sorrow.

"Which home are you talking about? My home is where I lived with my mother! I am not going anywhere, leaving my home.”

She declared stubbornly while glaring at them with determination filled eyes. Hearing it, her four brothers frowned with displeasure while her panicked father, Raiden, took a slow, heavy step forward, the wet mud squelching beneath his leather boots. His tall, broad frame bent slightly as he tried to soften his harsh, weathered face, his dark eyes brimming with a desperate, rare vulnerability as he tried to make her understand.

"Sierra, please!"

Her father, Raisen said, his voice thick with a choked, heavy plea that rasped in his throat.

"You can't live alone. It's not safe, and you are far too young to be on your own in a cold house."

He tried to convince her but a stubborn Sierra refused to buy any of it.

"I won't come with you, no matter what!”

Sierra shot back instantly, her voice cutting through the damp chill as she pushed herself up from the damp ground with shaking hands. Her icy blue eyes burned through the gloom of the graveyard, fixing like cold daggers on the three massive men standing in a silent row behind him.

"None of you."

Her brother, the youngest of the triplets, Rian took a sudden step into her personal space. His broad shoulders squared, his jaw twitching violently as a thick muscle clenched beneath his skin. He looked down at her fragile, mud-stained frame, his voice laced with a volatile mixture of wounded heart, deep hurt, and rigid, instinctual anger upon his little sister's rejection at even recognising them as brothers.

"We are your brothers, Sierra!"

He said, his desperate eyes searching her pale face.

"We are your family."

He insisted in a voice laced with yearning while looking at her with a tired look in his eyes, feeling defeated. Hearing it, Sierra let out a cold, sharp laugh, a sound so bitter and hollow it cut straight through the heavy, rain-soaked air.

"Brothers?"

She spat out, the word tumbling from her trembling lips like a venomous curse while glaring at the fiercely with accusation filled eyes.

"Where were you when I was sick in the middle of the night and mom had to rush me to the hospital all alone? Where were you when I was admitted to the hospital and mom had to take care of me while taking care of the medical bills all alone? Where were you when I cried late at night because I was alone? Where were you when I woke up in the middle of the night due to nightmares? Where were you when the kids at school bullied me endlessly? Where were you when I was pushed and hurt by bullies!"

Her voice cracked, rising in pitch as sixteen years of buried agony finally surfaced.

"Where were you when people called me dirty blood? Where were you when my mother and I needed you the most?!"

Siden, Senan and Rian, her three brothers, flinched at her accusation as if struck by a physical whip, their eyes instantly dropping to the muddy ground beneath their feet. The heavy, suffocating silence that followed was deafening. Not a single one of them could offer an answer, the crushing weight of their past negligence hung over their massive shoulders like iron chains.

Sierra turned her burning, tear-streaked gaze back to her father, Raiden, her pale lips trembling with pure, unadulterated disgust as she glared fiercely at her father before saying.

"And you…"

She hissed, pointing a trembling, mud-splattered finger straight at her father's broad chest.

"You chose the fucking responsibility of being a freaking Beta of the Blood Moon pack over your sick wife, your mate whom you claimed to love endlessly! You never once visited us to check how we were doing, whether we were even alive! I can't bring myself to live with a man like you! If I did, my mom's soul would cry, she would never be at peace."

Hearing it, Raiden’s eyes tested up and he quickly snapped his head down, his eyes closing tightly in silent, agonizing pain as her words tore straight through his heart. He had no defense, no counterargument. He had stayed behind for duty and rank, and in doing so, he had completely lost the trust of the only daughter his late wife had left behind.

Saying this, Sierra turned sharply on her heel, her dark wavy hair whipping around her face as she tried to walk away, her pale expression set in hard stone.

Before she could take more than two agonizing steps, a large, calloused hand clamped around her slender wrist like a heavy steel shackle, bringing her to a complete, jarring halt. Her youngest brother Rian held her firmly yet gently in such a way that it won't hurt her, knowing he would never be able to forgive himself if he ever hurt her even by mistake. While his other hand balled into a fist, his knuckles white, his dark brows drawn tight together as he stopped her and stared down at her with a mix of desperation and authority of not the delta of the Blood Moon Pack but a younger brother.

"You are only sixteen, Sierra!"

He stated coldly, his tone leaving absolutely no room for debate or argument which made Sierra frown while he continued.

"Legally, you are still a minor who needs a guardian. You can't live alone, so you have no other choice but to go with us."

He remained her bitterly. Sierra didn't back down for a single second. She lifted her head, staring straight into his dark, storm-filled eyes, her clear blue gaze colder than the winter rain.

"I will go to an orphanage!"

She said, her voice dropping to a deadly, razor-sharp whisper that carried absolute conviction, her words sent a wave of shock among her brothers while remaining blind to it, she added bitterly.

"An orphanage is much better than living with any of you. I am not going with you!"

She declared and with a sudden, violent burst of desperation, she began struggling wildly in his iron grip making him frown with concern, worrying that she would hurt herself like this. Being oblivious to it, she twisted her thin wrist back and forth, shoving her free hand against his stone-hard chest with every ounce of strength her small, exhausted body possessed.

Infuriated by her complete rejection, the bitter truth of her words, and the unbearable ache of her hatred, her youngest brother Rian's last shred of patience finally snapped. His dark eyes flashed with a sudden, dominant heat.

"Let me see how you won't come with us!"

He growled low under his breath, his voice vibrating with pure determination.

In one swift, fluid motion, he reached down and hauled her body off her feet. Before she could even process the sudden shift in gravity, he threw her over his broad shoulder like she weighed nothing at all, locking one thick arm firmly around the back of her legs.

"Put me down! Let me go!"

Sierra screamed, her raw voice echoing fiercely across the silent, empty cemetery.

She kicked her legs wildly against the empty air, her small boots thrashing as she hammered her tiny, furious fists repeatedly against his rock-hard back, yelling at him to stop and let her go.

He didn't flinch, nor did he break his stride for a single second. Holding her in an unshakeable grip, he carried her straight toward the sleek, pitch-black Mercedes-Benz idling at the edge of the cemetery path, while Siden, Senan, and Raiden followed closely behind, ensuring she didn't hurt herself while hitting his stone-like back.

As Rian reached the sleek black Mercedes-Benz with Sierra thrown over his shoulder, one of the pack warriors quickly stepped forward, bowing his head respectfully as he held the rear door open. Rian adjusted his grip, leaning down to place her into the backseat.

"Put me down! If you force me back to that pack, I swear to God I’ll kill myself!"

Sierra screamed, her voice raw, sharp, and laced with frantic desperation.

"I’ll do it! I won't go back!"

Hearing her threat, Rian froze mid-motion. A sudden wave of sheer, paralyzing panic washed over his face, his dark eyes widening in horror as his heart slammed against his ribs. Beside him, Siden and Senan stood utterly bewildered, frozen in shock as the grave weight of her threat echoed through the cold air. Terror gripped all three brothers, the thought of losing her permanently chilled them to the bone.

Raiden commanded. Panicked and completely terrified that she might actually carry out her words, Rian halted in his tracks. On the other hand, a worried Raiden quickly commanded his son in a hurried voice.

“Let go of her, Rian!”

Hearing it, Senan and Siren nodded their heads at Rian, agreeing with their father. Seeing this, carefully, almost frantically, Rian eased his grip on Sierra and slowly set her feet back onto the wet ground.

The moment her boots hit the dirt, Sierra furiously wiped the heavy stream of tears from her face using her arms, her chest heaving with ragged, choking breaths while muttering in a furious voice.

“I hate you guys!”

She cried bitterly which made them frown, while after saying this, she didn't wait for them to recover from the shock. Turning on her heel, she sprinted away into the misty gloom as fast as her small legs could carry her.

"Sierra! Wait!"

Senan yelled, his voice cracking with desperation.

Instantly, Senan bolted forward, his instincts driving him to run behind her, with Siden and Rian right on his heels. But before Senan could take more than a few explosive strides, Raiden moved. With swift authority, their father thrust his heavy, broad arm directly across Senan’s chest, forcefully stopping his son in his tracks.

"Dad, let me go! She's running away!"

Senan growled, struggling against his father's iron barrier, his eyes wild with fear as he watched her small figure vanish into the trees.

"Stop!"

Raiden commanded, his voice strained and heavy with suppressed agony.

"If you push her right now while she's like this, she might hurt herself. Let her breathe and have some alone time so she could process everything and sort her thoughts."

He suggested. Hearing it, Rain nodded his head at his father in understanding while Senan slammed his fist against his side in sheer frustration, breathing heavily as all four men stood helplessly in the cold wind, watching the empty tree line where their baby sister had disappeared.

Sierra spent the remainder of the agonizing day huddled at the top of the nearby hill, the one place she and her mother used to sit together to watch the sunset. Only when night fell and the icy wind became unbearable did she drag her exhausted, shivering body back down toward her now empty deserted home which was nothing more than a block of walls without her mother and her warmth.

Exhausted, she pushed open the front door of the quiet house, expecting the comforting silence of her mother’s memory. Instead, the heavy, suffocating tension in the living room hit her instantly.

Standing beneath the dim light were four towering figures. Siden and Senan were nervously pacing the floor back and forth, their hands stuffed deep into their pockets, their knuckles white with anxiety, while Rian and her father, Raiden, sat stiffly on the edge of the sofa, their faces drawn with tight, exhausted lines.

Sierra froze at the threshold, her hand tightening on the brass doorknob as a fresh wave of anger flared in her chest.

"What are you guys doing inside my house?"

Sierra demanded, her voice trembling with a volatile mixture of exhaustion and fury.

As soon as they heard her voice, their head snapped up, only to find the tired, haggard Sierra with red flushed face, seeing it Raiden frown and stood up immediately, his tall frame looming in the small room as he took a cautious, desperate step toward her. His dark eyes were bloodshot, his voice thick with uncharacteristic relief.

"Sierra... you're back!"

To be continued….