One Night With My Alpha Daddy

Ellie’s POV"Don't come near me! Or I'll . . . I'll kill you!" Brave words like these erupt from my mouth but my body shudders in my disheveled clothes, and I raise my hands to the scissors and shout a warning at my cousin Alex. However, he grins sententiously and presses closer to me, not believing that I, who has always been submissive, would really dare to defy him."You are making this game interesting. Come on, dear sister . . ." Disagreement resurrects within me. If we are kids, it will be a game. But we are not. After I fell asleep, exhausted from my chores, Alex snuck into my room to fondle my bottom, and although he often leered at me, I never thought he would actually dare to do that.I see the want in his eyes, but they are not lovely. His lids are almost shutting off, like the wings of a butterfly. He just wants to be satiated. Looks at me like a meal for his satisfaction. It makes me want to throw up and I clutch tighter on my little defensive weapon. So the moment he lun

Ellie's POVAs he looks at me, he says to his Beta, “Get Ellie the admission papers and go through the process with her.”Beta nods. “Yes, Your Majesty.”I am stunned. I feel such immense relief that at least now I will be looked after.The wolf pack’s border is not secure and rogues are stirring up trouble so Austin has to go to fight. I feel conflicted, even though I am immensely grateful I have been accepted in, I wonder how long he will be gone. If he’s going to be gone a long time, how can I investigate whether he had anything to do with my parents’ death?______________________It happens that Austin is gone for two years and I turn nineteen.I didn’t expect him to be gone for two years but what the hell? I attend Browers College now. Joined the college’s detective club but it only comprises me, my best friend Anna and a newbie Jaden. Don't ask me why detective club, this is me trying to play Sherlock Holmes.We are out drinking in a bar at Kingscliff Hotel and Anna orders anoth

Ellie's POVHow could I have lost that earring? It was a gift from Anna. I feel a little guilty that I don’t know where it is. I hope it’s not at the hotel because there is no way I can get it back now.I don’t think about my missing earring long enough because my thoughts and my fear turn toward a much more pressing issue, the Alpha King. I bite my nails and then stop myself, but the nervousness at the pit of my stomach doesn’t let up.The Alpha King has been away for two years fighting vampires and rogue werewolves. I hear how he has mercilessly slaughtered a lot of bodies and cut off plenty of heads. If his enemies fear him, then what hope do I have?Just what my punishment may be, I have no idea. Will he keep me grounded? Will he stop me from seeing my friends? Or worse, is he gonna hurt me?I look out the window and allow myself to be comforted by the whizzing blur of the trees as we move along the road to the palace. The driver looks at me through the rear-view mirror every now

Ellie’s POVBut it does not come. Not at this moment. In its stead is the servant who comes in and says, "Your Majesty, Beta has something important to report to you."And this brings back the sunshine for me.Austin gets up from the sofa and walks towards his office without saying a word or even looking at me. However important the servant makes it sound, I feel my disciplining now falls below the priority list when it comes to Beta's report.The butler comes up to my face, looking as relieved as a miser who has just found out that robbers couldn't discover where he hid his gold. "Are you okay, Ellie?" His tone is full of concern and nervousness.I make a face at him. "You didn't tell me he beats people!""See, I tried to warn you.""Well, not in time, uncle," I cut in."I am so sorry, Ellie. See, the Alpha King is not someone you should trifle with even on a good day. He doesn't like to be blamed for something.""I wasn't playing with him, if that's what you mean.""You openly accus

Ellie’s POVSchool for me is a drug at times. You know how a blunt makes one feel? Takes you through the stress of inhaling and then the awkward moment of getting high. But what you don't know is that the more you drug, the more your cheeks sink in like a depression. Lowered region or hole in a desert. This is how the school makes me. Depressed and deserted.And the first day of school week starts with the first adjective. I walk into the doors along with other students, and we move towards our classrooms like an army of intoxicated ants.I don't bother exchanging pleasantries with too many people because someone might notice the unwanted orphan has gotten new clothes; like what clothesline did she purloin them from?And yes, I am wearing neat clothes to school today. Just simple dungarees, white sneakers and a long sleeve shirt whose colour looks like blood under the moonlight.I slip my bag off my shoulder and remove my locker key from the smallest zipper. I fit the key into the loc