Chapter 2 The end of an era

Chapter 1 Glory's pov Past I loved going on what my father would call adventures. Spending the day out in the woods with just him and I. Since my mother died, I valued times like these even more. He was the beta of our pick, so we didn't get to do this often. I knew the pack came first. It didn't bother me because I loved my pack. Our alpha was kind and generous. I hoped to one day help my pack like my father was. When our alphas son Lincoln took over the pack, I'd love to be his beta. I didn't really hang out with Lincoln. He was away training to become the next alpha. So, I didn't know too much about him. Some of the girls said he was dreamy. Whatever that meant. I just hoped he was half as good at being an alpha as his father was. We were deep in the forest when we heard alarms going off. I looked at my dad knowing this couldn't be good. He told me to run home and stay there until he came for me. He ran off to see what was going on. This would be the day that changed everything. The day that our alpha was killed. The day his son Lincoln would take over our pack. For days later everything was hectic. I barely saw my father. He was always at the pack house. We had our own house close to the pack house. Yet far enough away to have some privacy. I was worried when night came, and my father didn’t return. He never left me alone overnight. I knew this must be bad for him to not come back. I wondered if I should go closer to the pack house to see what was going on. I wanted to make sure my father was okay. I was starting to really panic. I made up my mind to see what was wrong when my father came in the door. He looked worn down.

“Father I was worried is everything okay?”

“The alpha has been killed and his son Lincoln has taken over. I am no longer needed as his Beta.”

That could not be true. My father has been the Beta of this pack longer than I have been alive. This has to be a mistake. I thought Lincoln was away. It’s weird how he comes back on the very night his father was killed. Now he fires his father’s best friend and beta. That doesn’t make any sense. My father was very loyal to the pack. I wondered what this meant for us as well as the pack. For the first time in my life, I was scared. “Father what does this mean?” “I don’t know Glory things are about to change around here, and I don’t think it’ll all be good.” I could see the worry in my father’s eyes. Was Lincoln ready to be alpha? Could he handle this pack? He was so young. Only a year or so older then I was, and I was only 16. I doubt a child could lead a pack. Especially if he fired the best beta he would ever find. For the first time ever, I doubted my alpha and my pack. I just had a bad feeling about all of this.