The Alphas prize

I laid there in the soft grass, staring up at the sky, watching as the clouds swirled around and the birds soared with the wind. I groaned internally at my wounded pride.

"That was a bitch move, you know!" I said to my brother Gunnar.

My brother and I are currently having a one-on-one training session, as I want to up my game, but man, he can be challenging at times.

He looked down at me with a stern appearance and a tone to match his expression. "Yes, it was, but remember Freja, your opponents won't always fight fair. They will fight dirty and use whatever tactic they can in order to take you out. So you need to be prepared for such moves, whether it's a bitch move or not!"

I growled at him and rolled my eyes, even though as much as I hate to admit it, he was right. The Rogues are dirty fighters, and they don't care whether you are male or female; they will do whatever it takes to win the battle.

My brother stood there looming over me, with a cheeky smile plastered on his stupid face. He kicked my boot with him, "Now get your ass up and let's try this again."

I snarled at him. "Fine!"

I rose to my feet, eyeing my brother as he took his position. I studied his form and remembered his previous movements, but knowing Gunnar; he will probably change up his plan of attack, so he can surprise me once again and kick my ass once again.

He looked at me with that playful look, a grin stretched across his face, as he raised his hands and motioned them for me to come at him.

I took my position and let out a battle cry. I then charged towards him at full speed, Gunnar dodged my move, and with a swipe of his leg, he took me out, causing me to fall smacked down on my back once again. Ugh!

I groaned loudly and craned my neck to look up at him. "You know, this isn't fair. Your name represents army! I don't stand a chance against you!" I whined.

He let out a chuckle, and as he was distracted, I took advantage of it for that split second. Then, rising to my feet, I barreled towards him. I put all my weight into it and knocked him to the ground.

I threw my hands in the air and screamed at the top of my lungs, "VICTORY!" But my internal victory dance was short-lived as he grabbed my leg, causing me to fall to the ground beside him.

We laid there for a short while, chuckling and discussing other tactics before mother called us for dinner, and our faces fell.

Dinner with the family used to be exciting, something we all looked forward to after a long day. It was something we cherished as a family, where we would all gather together, smiles on our faces, and we would share the events that occurred throughout our day.

But now, it only meant we had a short time left before the sun went down and the rogues would return to battle us once again, just as they had been for the past week.

My name is Freja Forrester; I am the second-born child of Alpha Val Forrester and Luna Revna Forrester of the Harvest moon pack. My parents had three children, the oldest being my brother Gunnar, who is 6'6 and built like a shit brick house. I swear he works out more than he sleeps! He and I resemble our father, Gunnar, more so than I, inheriting dad’s golden eyes, short dark brown hair, sleek jaw line and intimidating stature. I am 5'7 long dark brown hair, medium build, lean and hazelnut eyes, with flecks of sapphire blue, my eyes being the one thing that set me apart from them. My sister, Adela, is the smallest of us and resembles our mother. She is 5'5, skinny, has short golden-brown hair and piercing blue eyes.

has always been close with each other. However, my relationship with dad and Gunnar has always been stronger than

between us at times and made it difficult to get close to her. On the other hand, Gunnar and I have always had a good sibling relationship. He was more than just a big brother to me, he was my friend,

thoughts began to consume me. All I could think of is "Would this be our last supper? Would I lose my family tonight? Would I make it

the better during negotiations between my father and the Alpha. However, we were so wrong; it felt like it wasn't enough for Alpha Cain, no matter my father's proposition. Just saying his name made my blood boil with

ruthless and mad, his pack was also twice the size of ours, but even with all that in mind, we refused

Cain was just playing with us and giving us false hope, something he was known for doing. So, we have been training all day in skin and fur, we recruited anyone capable of fighting in our

biggest in the pack. Both were black wolves, vast and ferocious, but my dad's wolf had grey patches within his fur. That was the only

one of the few things that I loved about myself. She was beautiful in my mind,

say to each other. So, as dusk approached, we gathered our gear, said our goodbyes to mom and Adela, and made

fight ahead. I dreaded what was to come but didn't let my fear show. I grabbed out my trusty bow

and brother were against my request to fight, but I ensured them that I could do this and wanted to fight for my family and fellow pack members. So they reluctantly agreed when I suggested perching myself in a tree, kind of like a sniper and taking rogues out with my bow. I told them about the wolfsbane arrow tips that Erik and I had

I ascended the tree, I peered down at my father, who gave

spot to sit and took my position. Then, looking out at my surroundings, I began to

was a possible distraction to confuse us so that we would let our guards

my surroundings, when I saw a rogue slowly creeping towards one of our warriors out of the corner of my eye. I let out the signal,

they could conjure up. The copper smell of blood filled the

ambushing Gunnar. I know he is a ruthless, strong fighter,

rogues surrounding him. As I came closer to him, I dropped my bow, began to discard my clothes and shifted into my wolf, lunging at the rival

the odds began to turn in our favour, the rogues started to retreat.

FUCK WERE YOU THINKING, FREJA!" He

at him, "SAVING YOUR ASS."

"I didn't need your help! I had it under control. Now get your ass

shifted back into my human form with a loud chuff, threw on my clothes, and grabbed

when I heard a noise come from my left. I stopped dead in

and scan the area when I heard a male voice. "Well, well, what

looked around, searching for who the voice belonged to, but

me, I heard a faint chuckle. "What do you think you are going to do with

for a figure in the shadows, but there was nothing and no one. Then, as I stood there, my heart began to beat out of my chest. I tried to slow it down by taking slow breaths, but it felt like my heart rate