Chapter 1
From the moment Harry was born, he had been destined for greatness. He was next in line to become the council leader, but from a young age his father knew Harry was different. He was bigger, meaner and stronger than any other Alpha out there, including Des himself. People found it strange that one little boy could hold such a powerful beast inside of him, so that's when the testing begun.
Harry had been subjected to many tests, infact, he had become one of the university's favorite test subjects. They were always random tests that challenged his Alpha to see how angry they could get him, but never once had he been hurt, his father had never allowed it. But the one and only time his father, Des, wasn't able to supervise an experiment, Harry had been hurt.
He actually remembered vividly the first time he had ever experienced pain during a test and that was when he was a few months shy of his fifth birthday. His arms and legs were strapped against a chair and he had a huge, metal helmet on his head the suppressed his curls and the ability for him to move his head. He was forced to sit still, his eyes held open by this glue type substance a few of the students had used, and stare at the blank screen that would soon start flashing images.
The first few images that had popped up, came and went faster than Harry could see. That was, up until his Alpha began to rise and make his vision and hearing more clearer, then the images began to move at normal pace. Most of them were butterflies and people walking down the street, just happy images but they soon started to fade and images of Des began to pop up.
Harry's fingers had curled against the cool, metal chairs armrest as the images began to turn more gruesome, most of them involving Des lying in a pool of his own blood. Harry remembered as his lips curled, baring his canines, and a blood curdling growl had escaped past his lips.
He remembered all too well what it felt like when he struggled against the restraints, his arms and legs getting rubbed raw from the metal clamps. His alpha began freaking out, confused as to why it was caged, and then everything went white as a hot fire spread throughout Harry's body, leaving his body a shaking mess in the chair.
Almost instantly Harry's alpha had retreated, leaving a confused little boy shaking in a chair with tears pricking his eyes. Harry had stayed shaking for what seemed like forever, his head banging against the hard metal and the sharp metal clasps biting against his sensitive wrists and ankles, before he finally heard the quiet squeak of the door as it opened. He turned his head the best he could and seen a group of people walking forward, their bodies one giant blurb as they stepped in front of him.
"You did a great job Harry, your Alpha never fails to amaze us, however, since we had to use such a high power of voltage to control your Alpha, we feel the need to keep you in our trial for a little longer." One of the blobs said, her voice sounding oddly robotic to Harry.
From that day forward, Harry was constantly being put into tests to see why his Alpha was so much greater than anyone else's, but they never did come up with an answer and now, 16 years later, Harry is in his last test. One that will prove he is worthy of his father's position as the council leader. One that will prove he has what it takes to live up to his destiny as one of the most powerful Alphas the world has ever seen.
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Harry growled quietly under his breath as he once again turned in his uncomfortable plastic chair, his long legs stretching in front of him as he tried to get comfortable but nothing worked.
He clenched his hands into fists and rested them on top of his thighs as he waited impatiently for his name to be called. He hated this bloody hospital, he hated how the chemicals burned his nostrils with each breath he took and how the halls were filled with the obnoxious noise of the beeping machines.
Harry bite down on his bottom lip hard as he glanced down at his wristwatch, seeing he has already been waiting for two fucking hours. He has wasted two hours of his life and for what, to find someone he was only supposed to knock up. Harry rolled his eyes as his father's words began to play in his head, reminding him over and over again that this is what makes Harry become a true alpha.
Harry laughed bitterly and ran his hand through his hair, a nervous habit he had always had. How the fuck does knocking up an omega and leaving it alone to take care of your child, prove that you are a real alpha, that you have what it takes to one day become part of the council.
Harry shook his head in disgust and stood to his feet, taking long strides as he began to walk towards the sliding doors, towards the only thing that would grant him the freedom he needed. He was just a few feet from the door when he heard the quiet creak of the door, followed by a velvety voice. He shoved his hands into his pockets and turned around, his eyes landing on a short woman that was standing in the door entrance with a clipboard held to her chest.
"About bloody time." Harry growled as he walked towards her. He pushed past her and walked down the hallway, already knowing the way to the room where he was about to meet the person he was supposed to fill with his spunk and impregnate with his pups.