The Brutal Alpha's Tender Daughter novel Chapter 1

Once upon a time a baby was born to the Luna and the Alpha of the Mercy pack.

As the first powerful scream left the baby's lungs it was obvious that this baby was the daughter of Hector and Mina Coleman - the leaders of the Mercy pack.

True to his name Hector was a fighter, only believing in his own philosophy and laws. In the ten years since he had been announced Alpha he had initiated many wars and almost never lost. A lot of battle scars adorned his body, but as the Alpha of the Mercy pack these were expected - for the Mercy pack was not known for having mercy, but for having none.

His wife, Mina, was named after a great german protector and took the role of Alpha female very serious. Whenever her husband went to war, she accompanied him, which was unusual in the shifter's world. The only two times she had stayed at home had been because of the birth of her son and now her daughter.

The powerful scream of her daughter fulfilled the Luna with pride as she was to become a great warrior just like the rest of her family.

However, the moongoddes had other plans for the little baby girl.

Years later

"SOPHIA!"

I heard my mother scream my name from downstairs and instantly froze. I knew she was going to lecture me, but I thought I had more time to make up a believable excuse. I had only one idea and I really hoped she would buy it, or else I would be done for.

One should think that my name Sophia , which meant wise one, should enable me to make good decisions, but if you would ask my family I always chose utterly wrong.

Knowing that time was running against me I tied my blond hair quickly into a neat bun and rushed downstairs.

My mother and pretty much all the Mercy pack females had cut their hair short, so it would not get in the way during a fight. However, I was allowed to let it grow - one of the few things my mother let slide, but I had to wear it in a bun or a ponytail while outside my room. I had always wondered why, because my mother was pretty strict and made me stick to all rules, but since they never took me with them when there was war - which I was very grateful for - I figured it had something to do with it.

As I tried to gracefully but at the same time quickly make my way downstairs I could literally feel the tension in the air. My mother was a big fan of getting to her fast, but doing so with grace. It had been drilled into me since the day I could walk.

As soon as I was downstairs my wolf bristled in my mind as my mother's cold blue eyes shot daggers at me. I winced almost feeling them penetrate my body. This was already not going the way I had hoped it would.

My heartbeat was increasing and I could feel sweat forming on my neck.

I knew I said that my mother scared me, but my father was in a whole different league.

Knowing that my parents hated when I did not answer them I had timidly stuttered a reply.

"I...I was helping the bird, Alpha."

My father's arctic blue eyes had narrowed even more and I remembered whimpering, which had made his eyes cloud over even more.I had not been able to hold his intense stare any longer and had dropped my head quickly to the ground.

"You're nothing but a fool, Sophia.", my fathers gravely voice had bit out and tears instantly had sprung to my eyes.

"The bird is supposed to die, it's called natural selection.", he had continued to explain to me in an angry voice and had bent down to my eye level.

I had not dared to lift my head, not wanting to make him even more furious.