Taken By My Alpha

I stopped at the door frame and looked around. No Tiffany, No Brutus. Then I quietly sneaked out of the kitchen with a small sandwich in my hand.

My father, the beta of Silvae Pack died several years ago from a rogue attack. My mom, Clarice, married the alpha of our pack, Brutus, whose mate had also died a few years ago after giving birth to his daughter, Tiffany. 

It was all good at first, but it turned to a living hell when two years ago, on my sixteenth birthday I shifted into something that no one, ever in the history of werewolves had ever seen- a dooling fluffy pup that can’t even fight off a sick dog. 

That weakness became the reason for everyone in the pack to turn me into an easy target to bully along with Brutus, and Tiffany.

Rushing to my mom who was taking away plates on the pack’s dining table, I kissed her on the cheek, “I’m off to school, mum.”

She briefly put her lips on my cheek, “Brutus already drove Tiffany to the school. Take care of yourself.”

“I will.” I smiled reassuringly.

Her tense gaze bore into my hazel eyes, filled with a warning. “And, be on time for dinner tonight,” she said. “they are your family, and you are eighteen now. You need to stop avoiding them whenever they are in the house. You have to bond with them.”

“Mom, I don’t w*-”

“Stop arguing with me!” she said in a cold tone, her hand loosening on my arm, finally letting it go, “Face the truth, Heather. The only reason you are not banished is that you live under the Alpha’s roof!” She stared at me sternly “I need you to think for yourself and I want you on the dinner table by eight.”

Tears filled to the brims of my eyes. I tried to hold them because I didn’t want to cry. I didn’t want to be hurt. “Wrong move.” I said coldly, “Maybe I prefer to be banished and die. Tell them to do exactly that.“

The cold mask on her face slipped for a few moments, revealing the helpless look in her eyes. 

I turned away and rushed out of the house. The look on her face hurt me deeper than I thought it would. Maybe I’ll bring her some flowers on my way home today, I thought to myself, trying to quench the guilt.

 Deep down I know all she did was try to protect me. We didn’t have a choice. This pack was our only home and the only place where we could survive.

*****

As I came out of the class and crossed the red corridors to reach the cafeteria for lunch, I was greeted by Ashton, the class clown hollering, "The freak is here!"

I hardly had time to register the sound of laughter when I pushed open the door and a bucket of cold water fell over my head, drenching me from head to toe. Some people threw food at me, staining my jeans with mayonnaise, meat, and sauces.

a chocolate ice cream in her hands. Her face immediately

cream in her hand melted and dripped down on

me until she was a foot away

had gotten hit by Tiffany’s same shoe in my face. That bruise still hadn’t disappeared from the side of my cheek and

me anything good.  So I pulled at the sleeve of my top to cover

my knee, making me fall down on my ass, “use your tongue, Heather

much as I tried to endure her insults and bullying, her words

met her eyes with indifference, “I won’t be doing that. Please move out of

to be even left alive! If it wasn’t for your slut mother seducing my dad the

boiling in anger the

finish saying the last word out of

room suddenly

hand covering her face. I want to laugh at her expression but my

rushed out of the room before anyone could register what had just happened. I heard screeches from behind me, the most shrill sound was of Tiffany’s voice screaming about how she is going to cut up my face with her own claws for

the slippery floor as I rushed down the stairs, my chest aching for air. I was going to be punished severely

I reached the ground floor, I felt

smell her! She ran down.” I heard a holler from the first

Instead of going towards the ground, I ran sideways towards the janitors' toilet booth

to obstruct my mother’s voice in my head. She was

sun had set already and darkness covered the clouds. Assuming I had run off

with the pretense of making me understand things with

of the booth burst open, making my head

to find a way out in the darkness but the

I could compose myself, a pair of arms grabbed me and pulled me in a tight hug, “I have been trying

her arm, and couldn’t control my heavy sobs from escaping any longer, “I am sorry for saying those nasty things to you. I am so sorry

pulled back. Her hazel eyes, the same color as mine, were filled with redness while her thin face didn’t have a trace of

that pretentious bitch deserved it.”

that. She had never, NEVER, said anything bad about any pack member in her whole

“If it hadn’t been for your scent, I don’t

to match her hurried steps towards the car. No one was around any