The Unwanted Wolf – Chapter 6

Mark led me into the pack house, and I felt myself growing nervous. Mark was patient and seemingly accepting. He wasn’t pushing me too much, but I had no idea if his pack members would be the same. The living room was fairly quiet, but I heard sounds echoing from what sounded like a kitchen not too far off. It was almost dinner time, so it made sense that food was being prepared. I wondered if the pack typically ate together like a family or if it was fend for yourself.

When I was younger, my family would eat with the other pack members. Even if we weren’t blood related, we were all family. The early part of my childhood was definitely the best years of my life. Slowly, people started growing apart, and then one day we all stopped eating together. I didn’t really know what changed. I was kept out of the important details my mother and father had to deal with in regards to running the pack.

“Are you okay?” Mark asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.

to wrap my head around everything here.”

han I had expected. He started moving towards the stairs. “Doctor Zayla’s office is this wa

and out of it when escaping that I didn’t remember many details, but at the same time, everything felt familiar.

It’s me, Zay.”

d through the door.

t bother to look up as we approached.

my hand as we sat.

One moment.”

a pretty normal interaction for Doctor Zayla. After a moment of awkward silence, Doctor Zaya put her book down and then looked directly into my eyes.

ou were in?” Doctor Zayla’s voice was borderline monotone with a hint of frustration in it.

id.

Doctor Zayla’s frown deepened.

new nothing about you. I don’t appreciate you looking down on me for making a decision I thought was in my best interest.”

e it. Alpha, you have chosen an excellent mate.”

to say to that.

it. “Let’s focus on the most important part h

at had a bunch of numbers and words that I was not familiar with. “Do you see this number?” She leaned over her desk to point at a specific number.

ple. These markers here are typical for wolves.” She shifted her finger to another section. “However, these here should not be in a wolf’s DNA.”

so it’s difficult for wolves to obtain research on them.”

red wolf. I didn’t feel any different.

are?” Doctor Zayla asked.

ng. “Well, I thought my parents were the alpha and luna of the Lyna pack.”

our father, and your mother cheated on him, resulting in you.” Doctor Zayla organized a few papers.

y!” Mark snapped. “That’s a rather b

sing as a wolf.”

ch is why it never made sense. However, if I wasn’t a pureblood, perhaps whatever I was mixed with emerged when I turned sixteen. Werewolves were like that. Our wolves emerged when we are ten years old, and at various milestones, our powers grow. Maybe sixteen was some kind of milestone, but why didn’t anyone tell me anything? Didn’t I deserve to know the truth?

sked.

e. “Any chance your family would be willing t

er?”

’s right. Maybe I’m not actually my father’s daughter.”

you out?” the doctor asked.

uldn’t bring myself to look up at he

ark asked, disgust evident in his voice.

were intertwining with mine. I looked up and made eye contact with him. His eyes were soft with worry. “I

little nervous.

visibly tensed. “Is that the only option you have?”

”

behind this. His jaw was tense, and I could tell he was conflicted. “Does it matter what I’m mixed with?” I finally asked, breaking a silence. “I didn’t know I wasn’t pureblood before, so I don’t think it’s messed with my life.”

ny idea of your nature, they could find a different kind of concoction that would actually kill you. We could prepare an antidote for a worst-case scenario.”

in his words.