My Alpha, My Heart

Chapter 1A night to rememberAnne PovThe night was cold and moist as it foretells a heavy rain to come. The wind passed by majestically, making the trees whisper, I quickly wanted to finish up with my chores so I could go to bed, I love sleeping early on rainy nights“Knock! Knock! Anne!” I heard Charles call from outside, my eyes quickly looked outside to notice the big bright moon up in the sky. What was he doing outside at this hour?I rushed to open the door only for him to badge in, looking all tattered, and the stench coming from him was suffocating.“Charles, do you realize people are sleeping? I was about to go to bed too…” he just smiled at me and played with my hair before falling to the ground. I rolled my eyes as he snored peacefully, it's going to be a long night!I pulled him up and guided him to his room where I made him sit on a chair and started taking off his socks and shoes“Anne, I'll finally get to be the Alpha…” he smiled looking at me with those bright eyes of

Chapter 3Blood stains!Charles pov“Ouch!” The excruciating pain I felt when I opened my eyes was worse than having a thousand bugs gnawing at one's flesh, it was horrible!I felt like I was going to vomit but looking around, I realized the room was already cleaned…Anne woke up earlier than expected today.“Fuck Hansel!” I remember going to the club with Hansel last night to celebrate the good news I got from my father but I ended up getting drunk. Well, what would anyone expect? I was finally going to become an Alpha…it's been my dream since I matured and I'm finally getting it now! So getting drunk is just a little thing but I can't remember everything that happened last night…things like how I got home and how I got my clothes off.I heard a knock on my door, followed by my mother's sudden invasion. She loves invading my privacy, and it's really annoying!“Good morning son!” She yelled excitedly“Mom, what are you doing here?” She rolled her eyes“Came to check on my son…is that w

Chapter 5 What the fuck happened?! 5 Years later (St. Louis Hospital, California) Anne Pov “Code blue! Code blue! ICU code blue!” I rolled my eyes at the announcement; why did I choose to become a doctor, for crying out loud?! “Doctor…” “I'll be right there. I got the message,” I said to the nurse who came to call me. It's been five years since I left the pack, and the road hasn't been all good and smooth, but I'm so proud of what I've become regardless of the stress I go through daily. “What's the details?” “Got shot with a bullet close to his heart…” I nodded as I washed my hands, and wore my surgical coat and gloves, ready to operate on the young man. I began the operation fully with the head doctor watching through the glass frame from the next room. I've become a hot cake here in the human world… *** “Anne, that was fantastic!” our head doctor said suddenly rushing to me as I exited the room “I've always been doing a fantastic job…” I rolled my eyes as he

Chapter 7The Midnight KnockAnne POVThe moment I closed the bedroom door behind the kids, I finally allowed myself to breathe. My legs felt weak, like someone had poured sand into my bones. The rest of the house was quiet, too quiet. I leaned on the wall and rubbed my temples, trying to push away the memory of Charles standing in the road earlier.Why now?Why after five whole years?I tried convincing myself that tonight was just a coincidence, that maybe he was in the human world for something completely unrelated to me. But a faint sound drifted into the hallway.A soft crunch.Footsteps.Outside.My heart jumped."No, I am imagining things," I whispered, but I did not believe myself.I walked slowly toward the living room window, careful not to make a sound. When I peeked through the curtain, the street was empty. No cars. No shadows. No one.But the scent in the air…It was not from this world.It was not human.It was him.I stepped back quickly, my pulse racing. "Please let i

Chapter 9Back to the Beginning Anne POVI stared at the small suitcase on my bed, not sure what to put inside. What does someone even pack when returning to the place they once ran from? Clothes? Confidence? A stronger spine? I felt like I had none of those. My hands hovered over the bag, feeling useless and heavy.After a few minutes of arguing silently with myself, I picked up a sweater and folded it neatly. Then I placed it inside the suitcase. Then I took it out again. What if the pack still used their strict dressing codes? What if the colors mattered? What if wearing the wrong thing made me stand out even more than I already would?I shook my head and placed the sweater back inside. It did not matter. I would not be staying long enough for anyone to care about what color I wore. I zipped the bag halfway before unzipping it again. My chest felt tight. My fingers trembled. I had thought leaving the pack five years ago was the hardest decision of my life, but returning felt ten t