The Alpha

Age 6

Alejandro woke up in the middle of the night feeling suffocated, it was getting hard for him to breathe, he tried to push the pillow out of his face but it didn't budge, he was losing his grip on the pillow, his legs kicking away the person trying to suffocate him, he closed his eyes, his head aching with lack of oxygen his legs stiffened and he passed out before he could do anything

A scream woke the entire mansion from its deep sleep, people were running to the source of the scream, everyone stood shocked at the scene in front of them, the King woke from his slumber to the chaos that took place in his mansion. he put on his robe and strode towards the noise. the noises led him towards his son's room. fear woke within him thinking something bad had happened to his precious son, he walked faster towards the door and found all the servants standing at the door, they parted ways to make room for the King to address what had happened, he froze in his place watching the scene in front of him.

His son was sitting on the floor of his room, covered in blood and the torn corpse of the maid lay next to his son, which frightened him more watching the look on his son's face, his eyes had turned completely black, fangs and claws were out in the open for everyone to see. and the look on his face, he had no remorse, no guilt, and no sadness.

"My child," the king exclaimed the boy looked at his father and the fangs and claws retreated but his eyes stayed the same.

"She tried to hurt us, Papa," the voice was different than his, deeper which led him to believe that it was his inner beast talking.

The whispers and murmurs surrounded the area " He is a monster"

"Murderer, "

"Beast "

"Killer"

"Demon"

"Devil,"

"Evil,"

"Abomination "

The whispers grew as the king walked to his son, picking him up and carrying him in his arms, the boy wrapped himself in his father's embrace and buried himself in his warmth.

"One more word about this and none of you will see the next light, someone cleans the area, I don't want the blood to stain the floor," he carried his son out of the room to his bedroom, he baths his son trying to rid the blood off his skin, he threw the bloody clothes into the hamper. the fresh-showered Alejandro glazed at his father waiting for his reaction.

"I'm not a monster, Papa, I took over because she tried to hurt us, I didn't mean to kill her, I'm sorry, Papa " the child cried looking at his feet that dangled on the bed.

his father patted his head dry, "I know, my child and I'm proud of you for defending yourself, you are not a monster, baby, you are a very powerful boy, sometimes people are scared of more powerful people than them, but you have to promise me that next time you will protect yourself but only when it's the more severe situation, and killing comes last, never hurt anyone weaker than you, never bully anyone, react only when things have evaluated into a threat." he explained trying not to sound too strict

the boy nodded his head trying to understand every word his father said to him.

the next day was worst, the entire pre-school knew about the events that had taken place last night, the king had asked Alejandro to take a day off but he had made a friend and didn't want to miss a day, he finally had made a friend.

he walked to the class but everyone looking at him accusingly, he felt small, he walked to his desk and sat next to his friend and smiled but his friend didn't reciprocate, his smile turned into a frown and he looked ahead trying not to think too much about it. the teachers didn't spare him a look even when he had raised his hand, he kept quiet not knowing what to do.

During PE things had escalated to the next level, the boys around him bullied him for being a monster, they called him a murderer but one boy had done the worst.

there was this one boy who was everyone's favorite, everyone loved him and he took its complete advantage.

"This is not his first murder, he killed his mother when he was born, he is not a prince but a monster, he should not be our king, I promise you, Alejandro, I will take your throne and throw you in dungeons to rot," the little green-eyed boy shrieked angrily, he was the son of the second most powerful werewolf in the world, his father has been trying to take over the throne but had failed on many instances.

Alejandro had tears in his eyes, it was hard for him to talk about his mother's death it was a sore spot.

for the first time in his life he felt rage, the anger he felt was beyond his control, he didn't know what he felt but he didn't like the way the boy spoke about his mother.

"shut up" he spoke slowly not raising his voice, the young boy didn't receive the threat

he mocked the prince "what? I didn't hear that?" he laughed with his friends

"I said shut up!" he growled ragefully, the roar echoed the playground everyone felt chills down their spine with the amount of power it contained.

"No!" the young boy replied with the same intensity "you don't order me around, you are a killer, a monster, my Papa told me not to tolerate your stuck-up behavior," he yelled not caring about how Alejandro's eyes changed color.

the kids around them gasped looking at their prince with his beast taking control of his body. the young boy took a step back looking at his eyes but stood his ground.

"stop talking," he growled fisting his hands so the claws don't come out

"no!" the young boy yelled before charging toward him and punching his face with everything he got.

the prince stumbled across but held his ground, his face had turned to the ground, his jaw hurting this was when he lost control over his beast.

the beast roared furiously taking control over his body and charged toward the young boy, he tried to punch him but couldn't bring it in himself, so he pushed him not realizing thy his claws were out and he did more damage than he intends to, he had clawed his little chest, the big howled in pain and the teachers rushed towards the bleeding boy.

Alejandro took back control over his body but it was too late, the damage was already done, he tried to apologize by waking up him but the teachers and other kids circled the wounded boy, and the accusations they had in their eyes were true, it hurt his little heart to receive such strong emotions.

he looked at the young boy and saw the same expression but it had more hatred in his, the pang he felt in his heart had double the effect.

He was a real monster