Stolen by The Pack: Chapter 3

I was actually feeling horny.

Never in my life did I think I’d ever feel like this. No man ever awakened these feelings inside of me. The feelings of arousal and the tingling between my legs.

Feelings that I thought were dormant forever.

Ever since meeting Grant, it was like my body was in overdrive. My body craved him. I had no idea what to think. Was it because he was good-looking? But I’ve come across handsome guys before. So that didn’t make sense.

It was like some weird ethereal force between us that I couldn’t explain.

In my room, I closed my eyes and envisioned Grant in my mind as I rubbed myself. I was scared to touch myself in this way, but I needed relief. I slowly rubbed myself with the pajamas in between. My pussy was throbbing and pulsing. Deep down, I was happy and excited to feel these feelings.

But at the same time, it reminded me how lonely I truly was.

I needed Grant.

I wanted him to fill me up inside…and just as I thought those dirty thoughts, envisioning his penis- a long howl ripped through the air. I quickly sat up, bewildered. I walked to the window, about to peer through the curtains.

Harsh knocking sounded on my bedroom door.

“Come in,” I called out. My parents burst into the room.

“What was that?” asked my mom.

“It sounded like a mating howl,” my dad whispered to her, even though I could clearly hear him.

“I have no idea,” I said blithely, picking up my romance book from my nightstand. My mom began looking around my room as if in search of something.

“Where is it?!” she shouted.

“Where is what? You’re freaking me out.”

“The pills. The pills that I told you to take,” she said.

“It’s in my backpack,” I lied.

“Show me,” she said.

Shit. I slowly walked across the room, thinking of an excuse. Should I pretend I lost it at the university while taking it? That my friend stole it? I felt like an entire kid all over again. Why the fuck was I so scared? I realized I had never stood up to my parents before, especially my mom.

I was always their little girl.

My heart was pounding hard as I pretended to rifle through my backpack. Trying to act like I was looking for it.

“I think I probably left it in the bathroom,” I said.

“Bathroom where?”

“At the university or something,” I replied. “Why is it important? I thought they were vitamins.”

“You haven’t been taking it, have you?” inquired my dad, looking at me like he knew what was up.

“Yeah,” I finally admitted. “I keep forgetting, and nothing has happened to me so far. What the heck are they anyway?’

“Oh my god, no, no, no,” my mom wailed, holding her face in her hands.

“What is it?” I nearly shouted. She was losing her dang mind over nothing.

I had to know what was going on once and for all. I sat on the edge of my bed, watching my dad comfort her.

“Tiana, it’s time we explained something to you that we should’ve told you years ago,” said my father.

My mom sat on the floor in front of me, tears running down her face. My dad sat down next to her, wrapping his arm around her.

“It might be hard to believe,” my dad started. “But we are a family of werewolves.”

I shut my eyes tight for a second.

What in the actual fuck? Was he serious right now? I took in a deep breath.

“Dad, you’re pranking me right now,” I laughed. “That’s not even funny.”

“We don’t shift into werewolves anymore. Only the alphas still have the power to do that. Over the generations, our werewolf abilities have been diluted. I’m an alpha, and your mother is a beta,’ he explained.

I sat there stunned on the edge of my bed, not knowing what to think.

It was quiet for two minutes as my mind raced with all possibilities. Dad didn’t look like he was joking. There was no sign of a smile like he usually did when he liked to prank me. His large black beard was still without unspoken laughter. My dad was as serious as could be.

‘So you can shift into one? I’m not buying this, Dad,’ I said. At first, I thought they were overprotective, and now they were being plain delusional. How could I take them seriously now?

He rubbed his large black beard and sighed. ‘I haven’t shifted since we came here to escape Howl’s Edge with you as a baby.’

‘Is that the island you and Mom keep talking about?’

‘Yes,’ he said. ‘When we left, we obtained the pills from Zeneesha. The witch doctor.”

‘A witch doctor? What are those pills doing to me, Dad? Why do I need to take them?’ I demanded.

‘Those pills were supposed to control your ahem urges,” he explained. ‘Like sexual urges.’

Scrunching my eyebrows, I looked at him like he had lost it.

“What are you talking about? Just say it clearly, I’m grown,” I demanded.

“Those pills squashed your urges to date anyone, and it kept your scent hidden from any werewolves looking for you,” said my mom.

Suddenly, I realized it. Ever since I stopped taking those pills, my feelings have grown stronger. My emotions heightened, and I felt the urge to be with a male. The pills were harming me, and I didn’t care about the story behind it.

Anger began to well up inside me at the horrible secret my parents kept from me.

Like I was a damn kid.

“Why did you give me the pill? Don’t I deserve happiness too?” I asked, my voice breaking.

“Yes, baby,” said my mom in a calmer voice. “I wanted to keep you safe because you were special.”

“Special, how?”

“You’re an omega werewolf. The rarest kind. The kind all male alphas fight over and would kill for,” she explained. “I needed to take you away from all that. For your safety. We snuck on a supply boat here, not sure what the future would hold.”

“Why haven’t you explained this to me years ago? It’s not fair.”

“I’m sorry,” said Mom. “But now you’re in danger, and we need to move away from here. Start packing tonight. We need to leave immediately. The howl outside sounds like an alpha wolf.”

“How about your jobs?” I asked.

“We only care about your safety. Where are those pills?”

“If you had told me this years ago, this wouldn’t have happened. I threw away the pills,” I stood up and walked to the window, my arms crossed. I wasn’t going to get up and leave because my parents said so.

“How could you throw them away?” my mom burst out. “Start packing, Tiana. We have to go before anyone tracks you down.”

My parents left the room, closing the door behind them.

As always, I was forced to do whatever they told me. I never had a voice.

How could they let me go around not knowing what I truly was? I couldn’t believe them. Anger filled me as I stuffed my clothes in a small suitcase I found in the closet.

I wasn’t going to go with my parents. I wasn’t going to let them be burdened with me anymore.

Pulling out my phone, I texted Lori.

Can u come get me? – Me

Sure, right now? – Lori

Yes.

What happened? – Lori

Got into it with my parents, can’t stand them right now.

Okay girl, be right there – Lori

I was so done being under the control of my overprotective parents. It was time I lived my own life. If I couldn’t feel passion or love for the rest of my life, what kind of life would that be? That wasn’t fair to me.

After I frantically packed my essential stuff, I decided to write a letter:

Dear Mom & Dad,

I know you’re probably freaking out about where I went.

Don’t worry, I’m going on a cruise trip for a week to think about things and will probably be back soon. So don’t worry about moving because of me or quitting your job. I can take care of myself. Thank you for telling me about my true self, and it’s time I explore what that means. I want to figure out myself and decide what I want. I’ll be home soon!

Love you both,

T

I laid the letter out in the middle of my bed, staring at it for a good moment. It sounded a little too cheerful. But in reality, I was conflicted and torn inside. Scared tears sprung to my eyes.

I had never felt so alone in my life.

Was I doing the right thing? Inside, my feelings were in a frenzy. I knelt and cried on the edge of the bed. My tears soaked the blanket.

I shuddered as I wept, scared of what the future held for me.