COLD HEARTED ALPHA

Ayla

It was Alpha Darius, coming down the stairs with the usual scowl on his face. He was a mean person, with absolutely no kindness in his heart, but that didn’t changed the fact that Alpha Darius was really handsome, that kind of devilish handsomeness that left one scared. He was like an Adonis beauty beyond comparism. But his heart really was cold as ice.

Marlene immediately retracted her claws and rushed to his side. “Babe, look his bitch, she dumped all this on me. On purpose” she said with an exaggerated cry and I looked up shocked. Alpha Darius glared at me with so much venom in his eyes and I whimpered a bit curling more into myself. This made him give me a satisfied smirk.

“What is this she says omega?” He asked me keeping Marlene close to his side. Marlene was not weak by any means and so I wonder why she is pretending to be so fragile in front of the Alpha.

“P-pleas A-alpha it was an accident” I managed to choke out, the metallic taste of my blood that filled my tongue was very unpleasant. “P-please A-A-alpha” He mocked me making everyone laugh at me. Unshed tears burnt at my eyelids but I refused to let them fall. I looked to pathetic, with literally everyone towering above me. All amusement disappeared from his eyes. “My girlfriend is no liar” he spat. And Marlene smirked wickedly.

I forced myself to go on my knees and bowed my head “I am sorry Alpha” 

Alpha Darius bent down to my level and pinched my chin painfully until we were in eye level and then he spat on my face. “You weak disgusting Omega! What gives you the right to pour food on my girlfriend?” He asked, a question that I’m very sure does not need me to answer, he had already made up his mind. “You need to be punished” He said and motioned for two people to come and hold me in place. It was Christopher, his beta and Anthony some other pack member that was always on board whenever it was time to bully me.  

“Flip her over” Alpha Darius spat and they roughly turned me over roughly and I felt my dress raised up leaving me bare. “Please don’t do this” I begged struggling bu they pressed me firmly in place “don’t move bitch” Christopher said.

I could hear Alpha Darius removing his belt from the buckle and I knew what came next. The first strike was excruciatingly painful. I could feel my skin rip, and my blood spill. I held my breath waiting for the second strike to come but it didn’t once I let my guard down, I felt it harder than the last. It was on my back “Aaahhhh!!!” I screamed, the tears was trying to keep in broke loose like a dam and I began to cry. He hit me with the belt twelve more times before he deemed that it was enough. “Clean this shit up and get out of my sight” he said and they all moved to the dining each person hitting me or spitting at me. They began breakfast like nothing was wrong, leaving me in a pool of my own blood.

These people were once my friend, Alpha Darius was even my childhood crush and adults fondly teased us that we would be mates. I remember everything, little kids playing around, holding hands and sporting matching pink cheeks. How things change. Everyone turned their backs on me after I presented as an Omega. And things got even worse when it was known that my wolf was unresponsive. I lost my family’s love, my friends, my crush, my room, everything. All because of something that is absolutely beyond my control. I was hurt the most by the Alpha, I don’t know when he became so cold hearted. Once upon a time I was so naive as to think that even if the entire pack was against me, Alpha Darius would be by my side. Now I see how stupid that was, he was the worst of all, my biggest bully, my tormentor.

After a few minutes, I was able to pick myself up and clean my mess. A few of the other omegas gave me looks f pity while some of the others gave me looks of scorn but it was ok, it’s not like they could do much anyways. The ones who looked at me with pity could not help me and the others who scorned me were only projecting. They were already the low of the low, it must be refreshing to find someone lower who they can vent on. I was able to drag myself back to my little attic room, I guess there will be no breakfast for me today.

Sure I was safe. I brought out my little treasure. It was a fairytale book. It was given to me as a gift by my parents during one of my birthdays. Before I lost their love that is. This book was the most important thing to me. It was filled with beautiful love stories that gave me hope. The mate bond was a beautiful thing, given by the moon goddess. Two people each with half of their souls come together to feel whole. Your mate is your other half, created by the moon goddess to love you, and be with you until you die. That was my only reason for continuing this wretched life. I would find my mate and he would love me, treat me like I deserve and we would be happy and together, forever. I couldn’t wait for that day.

I lay cuddled up in my little quilt reading the fairytales getting lost in love stories so beautifully crafted and imagining a love that would soon be mine. I was able to forget even if it was for a little while, the bruises that littered all over my body and the pain in my heart.