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Zander's POV
I sat up from another of the same nightmare I've been having for the last eight years. It was always the same, every night. Always the same memory seeing my parents being burnt alive by my mate and her pack of rogues. Her malicious smile haunting my every dream. I was betrayed by the one person who was meant for me. She brainwashed me and did something that altered my memory.
I forgot about everyone who she wanted me to forget about. Anyone who would pose a threat to her and her plan. How did I find out? She told me thinking I would not survive but I did. What did she want? My parents' pack and land. She tried to use me to get there.
I escaped and went back to free my parents' pack members. When they were all freed, I was faced by my mate and parents doused in gas in a cell protected by wolfs bane. She had an eerie smile on her face and she uttered the words which I remember till this day, "You ruined my plan and killed my pack. Your parents will die and you will suffer. Mark my words Zander Milano. I will get my revenge and by the end of it, I will rise and you will fall.". With those words she lit a match and threw it at them.
I remember vividly as my mate gave me a malicious smile as my parents fell to the ground screaming and withering in pain. I grabbed onto the bars smeared with wolfs bane and ignored the pain as I bent the bars. The burn was not as bad as it would've been for my parents as they were burnt alive. When I finally got through, I quickly tried to find something to put out the flames. I heard the commotion behind me as my parents' pack members saw what was going on.
Someone finally got a fire extinguisher and sprayed it on my parents. They were pretty much lifeless and burnt. Their skin was peeling, dry and dark.
I turned towards my mate and my anger flew to the roof. I had always had a bad temper but this was one of the worst bursts of anger I've had that I practically blacked out. When my anger was this bad, I was meant to take a sedative to put me to sleep. An angry growl left my throat and I grabbed her thin neck and wrapped my palms around it. The scary thing was that she hadn't looked scared at all.
Her face turned bright pink and my hands squeezed then turned different shades of blue and purple and before I could kill her, my wolf stopped me from doing it. Even though he hated her guts for doing what she did, he was still her mate and he loved her wolf. I couldn't kill her. It was fucked up, really.
She knew this and had a smug look on her face. I released her neck and threw her against the wall with so much force that the dense wall cracked and her body fell limp against the tiles.
I turned to my parents and my heart broke. They were definitely dead. And it was my fault
I shook the thoughts out of my head. I did not want to think about that dreadful day. I sigh and run a hand through my messy hair and reluctantly stand up.
Alpha, we've spotted a rogue. He's taken down a pack member. What should we do? I hear my Beta, Cameron, mind link me.
Bring him to a cell. I want to see whoever took down one of my members before I kill him. I quickly go to my bathroom and do my routine.
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I walk down the corridors of my inherited pack house and while passing pack members, they bow their heads in respect but I don't acknowledge them. I don't have time for them.
I finally reach the cells and am faced by a guard and he bows in respect.
"Alpha, the rogue is in the third cell along." I nod and walk there. I see Cameron, a guard outside and a guard situated at the corner of the cell. The wolf is laying on the floor with a bowed head and just a few minor cuts.

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