All Chapters of The Alphas Little Warrior: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

RochelleTwo hours of staring up at the dark sky, watching each star twinkle through my blurry vision as I waited for Remington to show up. Tears roll down my cheeks as I slowly stand and walk off the dock heading for the forest mumbling to myself, “it’s not the first time but I’ll never wait again for him to break my heart.”Sitting at the dining room table my father voice resonating with pride, “2 more weeks little warrior and your dreams will be at your fingertips.” He clears his throat, “I’m so proud of you.”He has no idea how I’m trying to hold myself together, yes, I’m ready to be a warrior, have been since I can remember, but Remington wasn’t part of the plan or this heartbreak. I can’t show weakness of any kind, not to him or anyone if I want to be a warrior just like him. I kissed his cheek, “I’m ready dad, have to go or I’ll be late for school,” I ran out the front door, my fake smile gone the second the door shut behind me.The reality of last night played heavily on

RochelleA sadistic laugh left my throat as I wiped furiously at my wet cheeks, “how stupid am I anyway.” I threw my backpack on my bed as tears continued to fall, looking at my spread with the lilies printed on it. “I should burn you,” glaring at the now offensive flower pattern.I focused on the pictures that covered my dressers mirror, I pulled them off one by one. Each one, he smiled posing with me, my heart broke for each cherished moment of my life that he had been in, “LIES,” I screamed to the empty room. My tiny trash bin filled with captured memories that left a hole in my heart of where they once lived, “stupid, stupid girl, why did you think for one minute he cared or ever would.” I gazed at my reflection, my eyes and heart full of anguish as my soul was ripped out of me. My thoughts filled with all the years of my own foolishness, my naivety, my belief in love. This is the end, I need to walk away and never look back. My phone rang, I grabbed it, “Linda,” my voic

RochelleI sat inside a jeep and refused to look at my mother as we pulled away. I glanced at the huge man taking up most of the backseat next to me wondering who he was. His face was hardened in a way that I’ve never seen before and couldn’t help but wonder what could make anyone look like that. My journey is just beginning, and I know that being a warrior is the only thing I have left, the only thing that matters, the only thing that will make me happy.The man that sat next to me on the journey eyed me suspiciously, “how old are you?”My eyes narrowed at him, “17, why?”He shook his head, “no wolf yet and you’re coming now, you know we don’t care if you have a wolf or not, the training is going to be as if you do.”“That’s not an issue for me, I’ll have my wolf on Tuesday to be exact, plan on throwing me a party now,” I scoffed.His brow arched, “not at all, you probably won’t make it to Tuesday, if you make it an hour I’ll be impressed.”A smug smirk curved on my lips, “get rea

RochelleFollowing the rest of the recruits into a barracks filled with beds, I gulped, they don’t really think there going to have me sleep with all these males surrounding me do they. His voice bellowed, “pick your spot, make the cot and change into the clothing left for you, then all of you will be in formation outside this barracks in less than10 minutes, MOVE.”I stood frozen in my spot as his eyes bore into me, his strides towards me were fast, his grip on my elbow firm, “come on, your room is down here.” He pulled me to the end of the barracks and opened a door and pushed me inside, “this is your room, now do as you were told,” he stated firmly. I didn’t have time to look at the small closet like room, I grabbed the sheets and made the bed, then removed my clothes and put on the uniform that was hanging on a hook near the door. I tucked in the white T-shirt into the cream-colored camo pants and pulled the belt as tightly as I could. The shirt was a bit tighter than I’m us

RemingtonLooking at all the decorations as I made my way down to the kitchen for breakfast had my stomach churning. The thought of her not being here, her not enjoying this party with me had me wanting to cancel it. I went to the refrigerator without sparing a single word to the houseworkers that were preparing food already for the event. I grabbed a juice and walked over to the table and slumped into my chair, running a hand through my disheveled hair, “is it to late to cancel this,” I asked my mother.She choked on her food as my father patted her back looking at me like I had lost my mind, “yes,” she croaked out between gasps of air. She pushed my father’s hand from her, “why, why don’t you want this now,” her brows were furrowed together.My eyes flitted to my father, who’s face was turning red, then back to hers, “no reason, just not feeling up to it that’s all, but that’s me being selfish, never mind mom.”Her eyes went from me to my father, and she sighed, “Remington, is t