Unmade For The Alpha!

Third Person's Point Of View:

The morning sun crept painfully through white translucent curtains into the lilac room, illuminating a sleepless night. Sierra sat motionless on the edge of her soft, lavender bed, her small, fragile body exhausted and hollow. She hadn't slept a single second. Her ocean-blue eyes were heavily swollen from hours of silent weeping, her pale cheeks flushed a tender red, and deep, dark shadows bruised the skin beneath her eyes, bearing witness to the grief that had consumed her until dawn.

Her bags were packed and zipped, sitting heavily on the floor. Everything was tucked away, except for the very last thing resting on her bedside table.

With trembling, hesitant fingers, Sierra reached out and picked up the photo frame. It was the last picture ever taken of her and her mother, their smiles frozen in a time when life was soft and safe. She held it near her chest, her knuckles turning white as she caressed the cool glass.

A soft, hesitant knock echoed at the doorway before Raiden stepped inside. Sierra didn't look up, her breath hitching as her father’s heavy footsteps crossed the quiet room. He stopped beside her, looking down at her exhausted, tear-stained face with a wave of fatherly helplessness.

Gently, Raiden reached out, placing his broad, calloused hand over her head, caressing her dark hair with a tender warmth.

"She is still with us, Sierra!"

Raiden said, his low voice thick with a quiet, comforting conviction.

"She will always be with us."

He tried to comfort her while looking down at her with moist eyes. Sierra’s chest heaved as fresh, burning tears welled in her swollen eyes. The sheer weight of her grief, combined with the gentle touch she had missed for eight long years, broke down the last of her defenses. Without a word, she leaned forward and buried her face into her father’s chest, wrapping her free arm around his waist.

Raiden immediately pulled her tight against his broad frame, his strong arms wrapping around her like a protective shield. Sierra’s other hand remained locked over her heart, clutching her mother's picture frame so tightly it felt welded to her chest.

Downstairs, a heavy, somber silence blanketed the rest of the house. Her brothers moved with quiet, respectful care, taking charge of wrapping the furniture and securing the home. Every chair, every framed painting, every quiet corner held a piece of Sienna. Siden and Rian carried her heavy luggage out to the driveway, loading the trunk of the sleek black Mercedes with meticulous precision, trying to make the process as seamless as possible for their fragile little baby sister.

When the time finally came to step out, Sierra stood at the threshold, her feet feeling as heavy as lead.

Her heart hammered against her ribs in a chaotic rhythm of hesitation and deep ache. This wasn't just a house, this was the home she had created with her mother, each piece of this home was meticulously and carefully decorated by her and her mother. It was the place where she had spent eight precious years of her life. Every scrape on the floorboards, every splash of paint on the kitchen walls, every scent of lavender clinging to the curtains held the living memory of her mother.

Even though it was agonizing and painful to step foot in rooms that now echoed with loss, her heart still hesitated fiercely to walk away from the home where her mother took her last breath. Leaving meant leaving the very last physical place where her mother's presence still felt tangible and alive.

Her breath caught in a sharp, painful gasp as she looked back down the dimly lit hallway one last time, her tear-blurred eyes tracing the doorway of her deceased mother's room.

Senan stood outside near the rear of the car, watching the raw, agonizing conflict playing out on her weary face. His dark eyes softened with profound sympathy. Beside her, Raiden stood quietly, letting her absorb the memories. He didn't rush her, instead he placed his heavy arm around her shoulder generally before saying softly in his husky voice…

“We can come here whenever you feel like! You can visit this place with your brothers whenever you miss it and spend your vacations here!”

He offered which made her look up at her father with year filled eyes, who was smiling down at her softly making her feel touched, her heart full swelled with both happiness and guilt. With tears in her eyes, she slowly nodded her head at her father in agreement before taking a deep breath and slowly turning around and walking towards the car.

Taking a deep, ragged breath to steady her exhausted frame, Sierra forced her trembling legs to move. Step by slow step, she walked out onto the porch, clutching the photo frame to her heart as she left her haven behind.

Seeing her coming, Senan quickly stepped forward quietly and opened the backseat door for her, holding it open without rushing her, giving her all the space she needed while feeling eager knowing his little baby sister was going back with them.

Siden placed his palm over her head beneath the door frame of the car, silently shielding her so her head wouldn't hit the car door and get hurt as she silently slid into the leather backseat, holding her mother’s picture tightly against her chest. Senan carefully closed the door with a quiet thud, cutting off the outside cold wind. Moments later, Raiden and her brothers took their seats, and the heavy hum of the engine came to life.

As the car pulled out of the driveway, Sierra turned her head, her swollen eyes locked onto the shrinking frame of her home through the tinted glass until it completely vanished behind the bend, leaving eight years of precious memories behind as the long journey to the Blood Moon pack officially began.

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The quiet inside the car was suffocating, broken only by the rhythmic hum of tires against wet asphalt and the soft, heavy breaths from the back seat.

A tiny, fragile she sat squeezed between the giant frames of her two older brothers, Rian and Senan. To anyone else, the four men in the car were cold, unreadable monoliths, unshakable and distant. But right now, all four were completely, utterly terrified.

Rian, sitting to her left, stared fixedly out the rain-streaked window. His broad shoulders were tense under his tailored black suit, his large hands resting stiffly on his knees. He desperately wanted to pull her into a hug, to wrap his arm around her to comfort her the way he used to when she was small enough to carry on his hip.

But the quiet, wooden distance in her posture made his hands freeze. He didn't know if touching her would comfort her or push her further away, so he refrained himself from doing so and making her feel uncomfortable, feeling scared thinking she might hate him.

To her right, Senan silently but carefully unclipped the soft lavender fleece travel blanket from the door pocket which he had spatially prepared beforehand for his baby sister knowing she loved this colour and soft things and will need it in this chilly weather as they travel.

With painstaking, awkward gentleness, he draped it over her knees, his long fingers hovering for a second near her shoulder before pulling back as if burned. He opened his mouth to say something…

‘Are you cold? Did you eat anything? We can stop anywhere you want…’

But the words caught in his throat, choked by the lump of grief and helplessness. So he just cleared his throat quietly and leaned back, his dark eyes brimming with unspoken concern.

In the front seat, Siden drove at a strict, cautious speed, his knuckles white against the leather steering wheel. Every few seconds, his eyes darted to the rearview mirror, checking on his little baby sister.

They were eleven years older than her. When their mother had been sick, she left them with her and today when she had eventually come back to them after their mother passed as her last sigh, she was already a 16 years old teenager.

But in their eyes she was still that small girl who used to roam around them all day long calling them brother, demanding for a piggy back ride, waiting for them at the door step, not eating her meals without them and asking for a bribe of chocolate to hide their night visits to parties and girlfriends.

Even if she was grown up, she was still a kid to them and they had sworn to shield their little sister from every harsh reality in the world. They were used to taking care of her, spoiling her, guarding her like the precious, fragile center of their universe when she was a kid and would still do as the last living piece of their mother.

When she had left years ago, the house had felt utterly hollow. Rian had paced her empty bedroom for weeks, Senan had kept her favorite snacks in the pantry until they expired, Siden had buried himself in work, refusing to talk about how much her absence bled into everything. They had bawled like helpless children in their rooms, the day she walked away, a piece of their hearts torn out.

Now, she was back, sitting right next to them. Yet the space between them felt like an ocean.

The brothers were aloof and naturally didn't know how to break this ice cold silence and start a conversation with their baby sister. They didn't know how to cross this cold, cast ocean and reach her heart but fate gave them a chance when the car jolted slightly over a pothole and all three brothers moved instantly. Rian's arm snapped out across the passenger seat as a reflex, Senan’s hand hovered instinctively behind her head to shield her from the window, Siden’s hand braced against the seat in front.

It was pure, instinctual, protective brotherhood.

They all moved their heads back to glance at her as if to check if she was okay. From the front passenger seat her father Raiden asked in a worried voice while looking at her with concern filled eyes.

“Are you okay baby???”

Hearing it, Sierra passed him a small soft assuring smile before saying in a low awkward voice still finding it hard to converse with them but deciding to get along with him and give him the daughter he deserved instead of unjustly punishing him for the crime he never did…

“I Am Fine Dad.”

Hearing it Raiden nodded his head at her in understanding and turn his attention back to road and the other three did the same but this time their heart was at peace hearing the way she addressed their dad, even if it was not that affectionate as when she was a kid it was still a Good start. It gave them hope that now they can finally mend their broken bond back.

As the car smoothed out, the silence fell over them again but I was not heavy like before but a comfortable one. None of them knew how to bridge the gap but they were willing to try. None of them knew how to say, We missed you, we love you, and we’re losing our minds trying to figure out how to make you feel safe again but they didn't need to use words, their actions were enough to tell her that they love her, they care for her.

Rian quickly took out a purple plush toy and placed it behind her back so her back won't be sore from seating for long as they travel while Senan passed her a magenta, cute neck pillow so her neck won't hurt while Saiden who didn't want to be left out, feeling the crisis seeing his two barbaric traitorous brothers trying to steal their little sister all to themselves, coughed a little gathering her attention and quickly took out a bottle of chocolate milk and a pack of cheese sandwich from the front which he had prepared beforehand and handed it to her in back saying in a somewhat awkward yet caring husky voice…

“Eat it! You didn't have anything for breakfast, you must be hungry!”

He offered which made his father frown, seeing how these three brats were trying to steal his precious daughter for themselves but at the same time felt relieved seeing the way they were caring for their baby sister. On the other hand, Sierra accepted it gladly and offered him a soft smile while saying in a gentle melodious voice, feeling happy after seeing their thoughtfulness.

“Thank you Big Brother!”

Hearing what she called him, the usually aloof and cold Saiden let out a big goofy smile and passed a smug look to both of his brothers in the back seat through the rear view mirror only to find them already shooting angry murderous glares at him, feeling jealous. Not to be left behind, Rian quickly told her softly in a hurried voice, trying to sound considerate but feeling really jealous of his brother who just got called ‘Big Brother’ by their precious baby sister.

“If you don't like it, you don't have to eat it. We can stop the car at a nearby cafe. You can order anything you want to eat. You can have whatever you like. Big Brother will get you your favourite snacks.”

He offered or more like tried to bribe her like a kid and it made her smile widely while other two frown with displeasure seeing his heinous crime of trying to bribe their baby sister, and made a mental note that they shouldn't leave their baby sister alone in this stupid, morally corrupt brother’s care. She can't be in his company or he would influence her badly...

On the other hand, a genuine smile spread across her lips after hearing his words. Even though he didn't say it, she could literally see, ‘call me big brother too! Call me big brother too!’ written all over his face which made her feel amused and she chuckled a little before saying in a genuinely happy voice while looking at him with her sparkling blue eyes which didn't look dead for once.

“Sure Brother! You can buy me a bottle of orange juice at the next stop.”

She stated, accepting his order gladly instead of just rejecting it, feeling warmth in her heart seeing their love and care. Today she felt like a missing piece of her heart was back.

Seeing this her dad and brothers felt happy. It was killing them seeing her crying. They didn't know how to console her. Now seeing her smiling happily, they felt relief. It was the first time they saw her smiling after they met her in 24 hours. And their heart felt happy seeing she was coming around, cozying up to them while coping with their mother's death.

They were also sad after losing their mother but they had been away from her for eight years so it wasn't as hard in them as Sierra who had been with her mother since she came to this world, she was closes to her, her world revolved around her, so her loss was bigger than theirs and they knew they need to be strong for her and try to fill the empty hole in her life which her mother's sudden demise left.

With it the atmosphere in the car turned warm and they all happily headed to the Blue Moon Pack.

To be continued….