I reached the Pack House just in time for the meeting. This reputation left me lonely, which was honestly how I preferred it. I was called in my pack and by others as "The Grim Reaper" due to my black cloaked attire and the way I had no issues slaying anybody. Not to mention, my Gift of summoning weapons made me quite literally perfect for being the Gamma, since Gammas are responsible for the training of the pack, and in charge of guards. Initially, many people in the pack were opposed to me getting the position, but when they saw my fighting abilities, they had not doubt that I was the only one for the job. I'm assuming that he thought someone else would have been able to kill me for the position, but 5 years later, I still hadn't lost a challenge. He was one of the few that had a problem with me being a Gamma. I had a feeling the current Delta of our pack, John was plotting to challenge me for my position. I killed all of them, and no one has challenged me since I was 16. Naturally, news of my victory spread around not only our pack but other packs, and some wolves came to challenge me for my position. After all, I had trained my whole life for it.Įveryone was surprised when a 13 year old girl beat a 30something year old Gamma, and it was the first time a girl had been inducted as the Gamma. Alpha Wilson was the one who encouraged me to challenge him, as he knew I was capable enough to beat him. That is, until my 13th birthday, when I challenged him knowing that I could win. He only got the position because he was the Delta when my father died and no one bothered to challenge him for it. Pack positions are able to be won by a duel to the death, and being Gamma was in my blood. I only became the Gamma after killing the former Gamma when I was 13 years old. Obviously that wouldn't happen, but it's worth mentioning. It was customary as per pack tradition for him to step up and be the Alpha once he turned 21, unless he challenged his father for the title early. He had a son only a few months younger than me named Sebastian, who would be taking over his father's role as Alpha when he turned 21. Luckily, since my dad was the Gamma, Alpha Wilson took pity on me and let me live in the Pack House, and he took me under his wing. My parents were murdered when I was a baby by rogues. I walked the short distance to the Pack House, where the Alpha resided, and where I used to live until I received the Gamma position. Not that pack members saw me as approachable anyways. I also liked looking incredibly closed off, as it often warned people away from me. I preferred to always wear those, as the amount of scars and damage done to my face and neck often drew unwanted attention. Putting my cloak and mask back on, I exited my house. I light the clothes soiled in blood with fire in my backyard, and stomped out the ashes. I showered, and changed into a new set of the exact same clothes I put on just a few hours ago. I seamlessly snuck back into the territory, and still had an hour before I had to meet with the rest of the pack leaders, including the Alpha, Beta, and Delta.
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