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TAMING THE BAD BOY ALPHA 15
Hope’s POVWhen I was younger, mother would read me the tale of Sleeping Beauty. I loved how the beautiful princess who was cursed to fall into deep slumber would be saved and awakened by her true love’s kiss.It was only much later that I found out about the original version of the story.Yes, Sleeping Beauty fell into a deep sleep. But she was not awakened by a handsome young prince. Instead, in her sleep, she was raped and impregnated by an old, evil king. There was no happy ending for Sleeping Beauty.I do not want to end up like her.My first instinct upon regaining consciousness is to sit up but for some reason, my limbs feel strangely heavy, as if a massive hand is pressing down on my body. I am lying motionless on my side on what feels like a thin, flimsy mattress.This is when I realize that I am paralysed. I cannot move, open my eyes or call out for help. And all I can hear is the sound of silence.I had been hit at the back of my head. Hard. I smell the blood on my face.Fo
TAMING THE BAD BOY ALPHA 16
Hope’s POV“Did you kill the guard, Hope?”Blake’s question hits me like a poisoned knife in the heart. I tear my eyes away from his gaze to look at the peeling paint on the dilapidated wall, pretending not to hear him.Silence fills the air, save for the ringing in my ear and Blake lets his question hang, patiently waiting for me to answer him. The only problem is, I do not know how to. How do you confess to a crime? How do you confess to taking someone else’s life?Yes sir. I did it sir. I killed that man, sir. Why? Oh, because I didn’t like the way he was touching my friend, sir.A minute passes, then two and then some more. The silence goes on and the already cold air grows colder. I do not know how long we both sit crossed-legged on the mattress with me watching the paint on the wall peel and him boring his eyes into me.“Hope, I woke up to a body lying on the floor of the truck. The other guards wouldn’t say it aloud but I heard them whisper. They said you did it, they said you
TAMING THE BAD BOY ALPHA 17
Blake’s POVMy name is Blake Parker. To many, I am heir to the Crescent Manes pack and the pack’s future Alpha.What a joke.I was never meant to be the Alpha, not by a long shot. You see, my mother was never an elite in the pack. She was born an omega before she became my father’s mistress. She died before her eighteenth birthday. She died in the Omega Games. This is not something many people know. It’s like a taboo to even mention my mother’s name in the household.I remember the night they took her from me. I was barely three but I remember everything. Every single fucking detail. I remember the fear in her eyes even as she tucked me into bed and kissed me goodnight in my bedroom. Her hands were cold and her hands were trembling. I remember the droplets of tears that fell on my head before she was dragged away, never to be seen again. And I remember, Mrs Parker with her taut face and thin red lips coming into my room the very next morning, telling me to call her mother from now on.
TAMING THE BAD BOY ALPHA 18
Hope’s POV The sky weeps and it floods the earth, causing the once-burning flames to smoulder, dispersing the suffocating smoke. I stand under the rain and with eyes closed, I lift my head up, part my lips and catch the raindrops that fall into my open mouth. The raindrop is salty. That is when I realise that I am tasting a mixture of rain with my own tears. Tears. Yes, I guess it’s safe to say that I am crying. I open my eyes and lower my head, scanning the now damp and ashen beach. I see blackened waves rushing to shore, withered leaves and charred branches dropping to the ground. And corpses, I see corpses scattered everywhere. “Murderers…” I swear under my breath as my eyes sweep over the lifeless bodies that once lived and breathed Just this morning, they had probably been laughing and smiling, going about with their lives. And now, they are dead. All because of the Omega Games. The fucking Omega Games. “Stay out of the rain, Hope. Come to the fire.” A voice orders me from
TAMING THE BAD BOY ALPHA 19
Blake’s POvAn eerie sound fills the air and my eyes snap wide open. I see Hope inching towards the entrance of the cave and immediately, I spring to my feet. The wind, it howls like a pack of wolves on a hunt, this is no ordinary wind.A protective instinct kicks in and I spring towards Hope, stopping right next to her. The night is still young and the charred trees shake violently in the shadows of the torrent of rain and wind. But neither the darkness nor the storm keeps me from see the group of young men and women lurking near the entrance. I estimate at least five of them. Omegas. Omegas out for blood. Omegas desperate to win the game.“What’s the matter -“ Hope begins as the group charge forward. “Stay back!” I order and put myself between her and them. The Omegas snarl and leap, trying to claw at us with their bare hands and I take them all at once. Hands and nails slash at me and one even tries to sink his bare teeth into my calf. Hope screams, “Watch out, Blake!”I ra
TAMING THE BAD BOY ALPHA 20
Hope’s POVMy bra snaps and the hook falls to the ground, hitting a pebble and goes ‘clink’. My bra, my nude colored bra dangles in Blake’s hand and what does the guy do? He blinks and looks at my bra in his palm. It’s my hands shoot up tp cover my blouse and Blake counties to stare at my bra as if surprised by his own actions. For a split second, it is as if time stands still. “Hope, I—“I head butt him in the head.SMACK! Blake takes a few steps back and comes to a halt. The bra falls from his hand and his mouth drops to an ‘O’ even as a hand goes to nurse his forehead.“What the heck are you doing, Hope?” He frowns, shaking his head. “Are you out of your mind, Blake!?” I scream at the top of my lungs in reply.“What were you thinking?” I blast on. “A group of Omegas just tried to attack us and you want to make out?” My hand goes to the air, I shake my fists, exasperated.He stares at me, his gaze making me hot all over. It is hard to go on with the sudden spike of lust rushi
TAMING THE BAD BOY ALPHA 21
HOPE’s POVThe fire burns and embers of the flame crackles in the air, adding to the already heightened tension in the cave.I sit on one end of the fire and Blake on the other. Both of us have our arms crossed and we are not looking at each other. I am looking at my muddy sneakers and Blake, I couldn’t care to see what he is fascinating himself with right now. Larry sits crossed-legged between us fidgeting every once in a while and picking at his nose. He sneaks a peek at us from time to time and attempts to rub his palms together near the dancing flames only to quickly pull back when the heat scorches his hand.“Umm…”Larry clears his throat as he inspects his palm, “so, what’s our plan?”At his question, both of us look at him. Our eyes meet, Blake’s and mine. His gaze feels like a caress, it is as if his eyes have the power to undress me, to touch me…NO! Damnit, Hope, get a grip. I cannot let myself be pulled in by his gaze. So in the end, it is I who tears my gaze away. “You mea
TAMING THE BAD BOY ALPHA 22
HOPE’s POV The cave darkens with every step Blake takes. I hang over his back, tilted upside down as he picks up speed, strding deeper and deeper into the cave. And it doesn’t help that the oath is a rocky one and my head bobs up and down as Blake pushes further into the darkness. Blood rushes to my brain and my ears roar with the thunderous beating of my heart. I am feeling woozy and it is not because of the wound on my head. I think I am going to puke. “Blake…” I call out, my voice a mere whisper. Of course, he ignores me. Blake the mighty who never listens to anyone but himself. I fist at his back. “Blake…put me down.” “No,” is his answer. “Then I’ll throw up on your back.” That does it. In an instant, Blake drops me like a hot potato and I fall smack right onto the ground. Very ungracefully I might add. “Owww!” I rub at my bottom. Luckily I am wearing my toughest pair of jeans and not some leotard today. I count it as a blessing. “You okay?” The almighty Blake Parker knee
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