Alpha's Second Chance

Hello all.

First. Thank you all for your support and for reading my books. I hope you enjoyed the last two stories. I have been sick but am making plans for another small one about one more of the kids: Noah. Enjoy it.

NOAH

Before I knew it, I stood up, looking around in my dark room, confused, my powers exploding around me again.

"Noah!" I hear Dad's voice but don't register it properly before he turns on the light.

"Noah, focus, son. Look at me!" He demands, but it doesn't work on me anymore, but I look at him anyway.

"Breathe slowly." He says, and I do as he says.

"Good, keep going. You can do it. You don't want to hurt people, your mom, sisters, the pack." He says calmly.

And I don't, but I have a hard time controlling my aura, or we can call it power, ever since my first change in the basement where Rose and I had been held prisoner. I steady my breath to follow Dad's, and it works. I slowly calmed down.

"Sorry, Dad, I am sorry," I say almost in a whisper.

"Don't be sorry, son. It is not your fault. No one blames you for going through this." Dad says and hugs me. And soon after, I feel Mom join the hug, too.

"Sorry, mom," I say, I hate hurting her.

"Oh, don't be silly. A little power won't hurt me." She says, but I can hear traces of pain in her voice and nod my head.

"Go back to bed, son," Dad says. And I nod my head.

"You okay, brother?" I hear Nadia from the door and see her and Nora looking in. And nod my head again. They all leave my room, and I sit on my bed, concentrating on breathing.

My name is Noah, and I just turned eighteen less than a week ago. My parents are the king and queen of the werewolves in America. I have three sisters, my sweet, caring, and loving sister Rose. She is older than me and technically my half-sister. My mom is not her biologicabmom, but her mom helped raise her since she was a little girl. When she met Dad, they discovered Mom was his second chance mate. Then I have two younger sisters, twins Nadia and Nora, who are a royal pain in the add, but I still love them.

You would think that when my Dad and Mom are the king and queen, I'm the Prince. But no, I am not. When my mom got pregnant, the moon goddess visited them and told them I was a boy. But she also told them I was the true king who would rule over every single wolf in the world. Crazy right?

My childhood was as normal as my parents could make it, but there was one problem. My powers began manifesting when I was around one year old. An old family friend helped my mom and dad suppress my powers. Not because they wanted to do it but to protect myself and other people.

I am grateful they did that. It allowed me to be a kid and have friends.

When I turned twelve, my Dad and Mom sat down with me and told me everything about who I would be. I already knew I would be king someday, just not the part of what kind of being the king over the whole world.

It was a big responsibility, and Dad started training and preparing me from that day.

Before I turned eighteen, Rose and I were kidnapped by some crazy Italian Alpha. For no reason, he had chosen to try to ruin Enzo's life. Enzo is Rose's mate; it is her second chance to meet him when she goes to find Mia, her biological mother. Enzo was excellent. I liked him. He treats my sister well and is a fantastic fighter.noveldrama

He was also born an Alpha, but his family was killed when he was a baby by the crazy Italian Alpha Carlos.

He wanted Enzo to suffer and even tried accusing him of having a son, but DNA proved that it was a lie. So he kidnapped Rose and me. Because he now wanted to be the true king and wanted my powers.

The Moment I turned Eighteen, I saw

him ripping my newborn nephew out of my sister's arms, wanting to use him to hear Enzo again. At that moment, my powers exploded, and the suppression of my powers was gone. My Lycan was furious and foreed our chance so fast couldn't do anything. He wanted to protect Rose and our nephew, and so did I.

At that moment, Dad, Enzo, Mom, and others found us, but I had already killed Alpha Carlos.

We got home safe, Rose with Enzo and their son, my nephew Antonio. I'm happy he won't remember the traumatic birth he had. But on the fun side, he will have his birthday on the same day as me.

Usually, there would have been a big party for my eighteenth birthday. But the way everything happened in that basement made me scared. There I said it: I am afraid, terrified to hurt innocent people like my family. Scared that I won't live up to my responsibility, I fear I will be alone.

I didn't tell anyone about that, how can I? I am supposed to be the giant king, the savior of our world, whatever that means. But Dad and Mom agreed to let me wait until next year to have a big party. And I am grateful for that. It gives me time to find myself after what happened. It was time to forgive myself for killing a man, even if he deserved it. More importantly, I want to learn to work with my Lycan.

Eventually, I lay down and fell asleep.