She is an Althea

It's the horrible Alpha.

Shock suddenly paralyzed my whole body. From my eyes to my toes, not a muscle moved. With a tiny hope, I ask,

"Is he..?" I turn towards Francisca not able to pronounce the word 'mate' and him in the same sentence.

"Celine, meet Alpha Drake, you life partner and mate," she says, her face neutral, and leaves the room. That was enough to extinguish the little hope in me.

I look back at the Alpha to find any emotions, but all I could see were cold golden brown eyes staring back at me. Not an ounce of a surprise to be seen in those.

For the first time in my life, I regretted it. I regret my decision of coming here.

"Greetings, agape mou,"A husky and strong voice said. The nickname coming out of his mouth sent a tiny shiver down my spine.

"Hope your sister told you enough about me and you are ready?" His impersonal voice asked.

"No, and I don't think that's now necessary," I say after overcoming my shock, confidence oozing out of my voice.

"And why is that, may I know?" He asks, eyebrows raised in confusion.

"I have no interest in being your mate for some obvious reasons," I say, getting confident in every sentence I say. Fear and confusion slowly fading away from me.

"And what are those obvious reasons?" he asks, slightly amused.

"Well, first, I don't want to have a mate who goes and destroys packs. You may have your reasons. I deduce you did the destruction of my previous pack on behalf of the detestation you had for the Beta and the Alpha of the pack, which is not quite surprising but still it was not justifiable. If I am wrong and there is any other reason for the action, I would like to know." I say and cross my arms, waiting for his reaction. He stares and then gives a small satisfied smile.

"I am impressed and I would assure you that my actions are not justifiable for the reason and I didn't even get the result I was expecting. Hence, the action just resulted in being purposeless, but I can't assure you that it won't happen again. I enjoy doing things which satisfy me and this is how I get my satisfaction." He then looks at me and we just stare for a second and he continues.

"So, these kinds of things are normal and a habit of mine." He ends.

"This is where I do not agree with you."

"What else do you not like about me then?"

"You are egoistic. It's a danger sign for me. Self-respect is different and ego is different." I say, already feeling irritation brewing inside me.

His eyes narrow at my slight disrespect, but I never respected him to disrespect him now.

"You can't disrespect me like that, nor do I think I need to change for you. This is ridiculous." He says. Irritation and anger were visible on his face and eyes.

"You are a dangerous man who just doesn't know what the right thing to do is. Going and destroying an entire pack just because you had a distaste for the Beta and Alpha just shows how insane you are!" I say, my patience finally fading away. I being equally angry at him.

"You don't even know what your past and present are. You don't have any idea who the most dangerous one among us two is!" He blurts out in anger.

My eyes widen in shock. Anger soon bubbles inside me and bursts out.

"I hate you and I don't care what my past and present are, but if you are my future, then I should be worried because you are everything I don't want!" I shout.

We just again stare at each other, breathing heavily because of our outbursts. Finally, taking a deep breath and calming myself down, I just turn around and leave the room, not wanting to hear another syllable from him.

His voice, his attitude, his character. Everything is foreign and irritating.

I didn't want him. Yet my heart could not help but crack a little at the truth he had screamed. I indeed do not know my past, no idea what I am or who I am.

I didn't cry when I lost my mom. I didn't cry when we lost everything. I didn't cry when I got to know that I didn't have a wolf. I stood strong the whole time. I had always been thankful for the air I breathe, for the little bread I ate, for my sister Francesca. Like my mother told me, I always stood strong, waiting for a good thing to happen.

Yet when he spoke the harsh truth, my eyes watered. My throat constricted. Everything hurt a bit.

I walk downstairs to see Francesca sitting idly on the couch. The moment Francesca sees me, she rushes towards me. Seeing the moisture in my eyes without wasting a second, she hugs me tightly.

The whole day was just so tiring for me and from the beginning, I have kept my emotions locked but with the warm hug and when she caressed my back soothingly, I couldn't control myself but just let go of myself and let it all out.

"Who am I, Francesca?" I ask, my voice cracking. I look at her, my eyes pleading for the answer.

What am I?!

"You are an Althea, Celine"

To be continued..

A/N: Hello dear readers, I would like to say one thing here, no one is a hero here. No one is perfect here. If you find any of the reactions unexplainable. I would like to know why. In this story, Drake won't be the hero nor will Celine be the heroine. Here the story about how each of them changes into something they were destined for. So Celine won't always be correct. Drake too have his flaws.