The Wolf Without A Name

(Christian P.O.V)

Days I have been at this strange place surrounded by thick white fogs. I tried finding a way out but every attempt I made I kept on returning at the same spot, next to the large stream.

Where am I? I thought angrily; as I sat naked on a large rock beside the stream, staring at the large body of water passing by while my mind drifts off. I curled up on the rock holding both of my knees to my hard chest remembering what had happened before I was here. I closed my dark eyes sadly..

Am I dead? I thought. Is this the place where the dead souls are placed? I again thought, but why am I alone? Shouldn't there be others like me who passed away?

I did not know what to think anymore. Being here for such a long time I had started to lose my mind.

"Ha!..." I raised my head screaming angrily seeing nothing but thick white fog above me as well.

I lower my head angrily on my knees as I continued to hold them against my chest. My long dark hair fell into my face and my knees pressed hard into my forehead. "Why mother?" I said softly; "Why did you do this to me?!" I brought my head from my knees shouting angrily as hell.

"I thought you loved me," I whispered as I again rested my head back onto my knees.

Tears slowly escape my eyes soaking my knees as I remembered what my mother Everdeen did to me. Her own son. I knew my father had an evil heart, but my mother I was surprised by her action that made me wondered if she was compelled to do so by my wicked father. I tighten my hands around my legs allowing my forehead to press hard against my knees that it started to burn. I clenched my teeth tightly within my mouth not wanting to think my mother's evil action was not hers. After all, if it were not, she knew the red hair maiden was my mate and that she could somehow control my uncontrollable wolf; that is why she decided to give me wolf's powder in separating us.

I remove my hand from around my two feet lowering them. I must get out of here, I thought strongly as I leaped from the rock now standing on the ground, I could barely see because of fogs everywhere. I had to escape from this place now in finding my mate. I could not bear staying here worrying every day if she were fine. Quickly I walked away from the stream. Suddenly I heard a strange sound. I stopped turning around slowly. Being within this strange misty land and not being able to shift within my beast. I have never heard any sound other than the stream.

"Grrr..." I heard the strange sound again, coming closer towards me.

I spin around quickly trying to locate where the strange sound was, but it seems like it was everywhere. I pushed myself backward slowly while my eyes fixed on the thick fog and my ear focused ready to strangle whatever creature who dears to challenge me.

"Don't be afraid Christian," I heard a thunderous voice.

I stood still as I saw the large body of the mighty voice appearing from the thick fog. My eyes widen surprisingly seeing it was my wolf. I then became angry seeing all along it was here with me hiding somewhere in the fog.

My hands tighten into a fist and my teeth tighten within my mouth as I stare into its red eyes.

"Don't be angry with me Christian," it again spoke as it stood not too close in front of me.

"Our mate is out there in trouble and you expect me not to be angry when all along you were here!" I shouted at him.

"I cannot save you from this place only you can," it answered me.

My fist loosens and my teeth untighten within my mouth hearing what he said.

"How can I be free from this place?" I inquired him curiously; wanting to get the hell out now.

He got so close to me, so close that our bodies almost touch.

"Days you've been here not wanting to believe what your mother did to you and now you do, he said. Which is a first step in finding a way out."

"Where I'm I?" I inquired my beast.

"You're within the spiritual land of all the dead alpha's," he answered me.

"Spiritual land," I repeated. As I looked around me.

"I'm I dead?" I inquired my wolf.

"If you don't leave here soon, you will," it answered me.

Hearing what he said frightens me. Knowing if I do die. I will never see my mate. The only one who matters to me now.

"How can I be free from this place?" I asked the beast gravely.

My large black beast turned his head left and paused staring within the fog. Curious about what he was looking at I turned to look and there I saw several wolves of many colors and sizes emerging from the fog. I took notice of them, seeing they were all males.

I made a step backward.

"Don't be afraid they won't hurt you," my wolf spoke to me. "They've been here watching you secretly wanting to speak to you but did not see you worthy until now."

Worthy of what? I thought clueless as they all encircled me, leaving me and my wolf within the middle. I turned to look at the others behind me.

"Sit," my wolf instructed me.

I turned to look at him, seeing it lying down on its belly. I continued to stand focusing only on the alpha's encircling me that could be dangerous.

"Please sit," my wolf again spoke to me.

I slowly lower my body sitting down as I continue to watch them cautiously.

"Now is the time to know the reason why you could not control me," my wolf told me.

I turned my attention to him right away eager to know why.

"Unlike some of these alpha's around me who are alpha's because their father was or they took over a pack; you are much different," my wolf said.

"How different?" I asked it curiously.

"You were chosen by the moon goddess to become an alpha even if your father wasn't one."

I was surprised at what he said, discovering I would eventually become an alpha even if alpha Pharaoh was not my father. I was born an alpha.

"But why do I can't control you?" I questioned my wolf; wanting to find out the answer many doctors my parents had made in trying to cure me.

"Your father is the one to blame," I heard one of the wolves behind me said as he walked towards me.

I watched the large brown wolf as it got close to me clueless about what he was talking about.

"What do you mean?" I inquired it.

"Your father who says he's an alpha is not," the wolf said. "It's only a title he walks around with but nothing more. He is not a good ruler and the pack he rules is yours. Every wrong he had done to your pack affects your wolves, but you are too blind and foolish to see it," he told me.

I looked at my wolf seeing nothing but sadness and pain within his eyes; realizing the true reason why he was so tormented and angry, it was because of my evil father.

"What can I do to prevent this from happening?" I inquired the brown wolf angrily as I stare into my wolf's eyes.

"Put an end to him," the wolf answered me.

Hearing what he said, I turned to look at him.

"Kill him?" I inquired him.

"If that's the only way to get rid of that scumbag father of yours," he answered me.

I looked at him sadly. I did not know if I could kill him. Chasing him away from the pack I could but killing my father that was something else.

"He's my son and I curse every day he was born into this world," the wolf spoke.

I widen my eyes.

"Yes, I am your grandfather; tricked and killed by my own son Pharaoh," he told me.

I was even more surprised at what he said. My father, Alpha Pharaoh told me at a younger age his father died from Pneumonia when I asked him about my grandfather; but hearing about this; killing him was no longer an option for me. It was now mandatory. I thought as I clenched my teeth in anger.

"I will kill my father with honor," I told him.

"Good," he answered as he went off back into the thick fog.

The others followed him as well as if he were the leaders of them all. The alphas of all alpha.

Soon it was only me and my wolf.

"When you return to your world you will have full control over me nor will you ever hear my voice again, alpha Christian, my wolf called me for the first.

I nodded with great respect to him.

"Become a great alpha your father will never be," my wolf told me as I saw his body slowly starts to disappear.

"I will," I answered him.

"And too take care of our beautiful mate," he said.

"You know I will," I again answered him until his entire body had begun to vanish.

"Wait!" I tried to stop him from leaving, but it was too late, he was already gone.

I wanted to ask him, where I should go in being free from this place. I turned around clueless of where to go now. Did he expect me to find my own way out? I wondered.

Soon I felt my body floating. I looked down on the ground and saw I was now within the air, going into the thick white fog. I closed my eyes as I went through the fog. I then opened my eyes feeling my body against a flat smooth board and there I found myself in a fucking grave. My evil parents buried me thinking I was dead. I closed my eyes shifting into my large wolf feeling great control over him now and burst through the grave; allowing dirt and piece of my coffin to flying all over the place.

I shifted the minute I was free from my grave and stood naked within the cemetery. I heard something dropped behind me and there I saw an old man, one of the cemeteries caretakers. His rake fell from his hands surprisingly the minute he saw me.

"Christian," he called me shockingly; seeing I was not dead.

"Alpha Christian," I corrected him with my now rightful name as I walked away not caring I was naked to my dear father's home, who will soon take over this grave he made for me.

"Spread the news to everyone there's a new alpha in town!" I told the man loudly as he stood still behind me shockingly watching me as I leave.

Soon I heard his footsteps, leaving the cemetery quickly. I laughed as I excitedly went to visit my dear father.