Feral Corruption: Taming The Alpha Brothers

Bald Red Head Gina

GINA

I was late and yes, I did get lost in the spooky trees outside the grand castle but I made it to school anyways. It was one of the things that I admired about myself. I was relentless.

My shirt was already soaked with sweat and had large armpit patches. Of course I would sweat. It was hot and I had to trek an unreasonable amount distance before I could get school since generosity wasn’t one of the stone brothers strong points.

There was no obligation for them to help me with a ride anyways. They made it very loud and clear when they reminded me of my place in the castle. I was nothing but the maid.

As I headed the hallway to my locker in preparation for my first class, people stared at me funny. Some even made up a show of holding their nose between their fingers, murmuring to one another as I passed. I rolled my eyes.

That long walk had left me too exhausted to care anyways.

I hastily grabbed the books I needed for first period from my locker and stormed angrily to class. Again Irina Wolfe was in my chair. It was definitely her life’s mission to spite me.

“Oh look who it is. Its bald red haired Gina” Irina shot me a smirk as she made a show of leaning casually into my seat. The rest of the class snickered at her joke as they stared at me. I clenched my fist in irritation as I glared at her while her lips lifted in satisfied smirk. Silently daring me to do anything that would challenge.

I huffed. I wasn’t going to give into her bait today. I never always have. Instead I headed to the empty seat that was two chairs away from her and I sat. I unconsciously ran hand through my hair. It was longer than it was yesterday. At the end of the month, it should have grown long enough for me to pack. If it does, I’m tying a head scarf to school. I’m never going to hand Irina the opportunity to mess with my hair ever again.

Eventually the teacher came in and class commenced. Trust the stone brothers to make a ridiculous entrance afterwards and as expected the teacher did not disapprove or call them out for being late. The whole school treated them like they were gods or something. It got tiring with every passing minute.

I scoffed as Damon settled next to me. His eyes shamelessly raked over me. Sparking with interest. He was probably eye f*****g me and he didn’t even have the decency to hide it but anyways Decency and Damon never really went in the same sentence. He had a very untamable reputation of being in between the legs of anything that had a skirt on. Pathetic.

“ So not only are you bald headed and ugly. You’re a dirty pig too” He said as his eyes remained on the armpit patches on my shirt. My face reddened as people snickered again. I knew I shouldn’t have worn white. Apparently they heard what he had said. He didn’t care to lower his voice as he stared at me condescendingly. I inhaled deeply. Trying desperately to calm my racing nerves as I glared at him. He seemed undisturbed.

“Well considering the fact that I had walked a long distance from your home to here. Under the hot scorching sun, with the heavy weight of my bag pack. Of course, I’d sweat. I’m not made of iron” I snapped at him. It was even more infuriating that my anger was doing nothing but bringing him amusement.

“Wait you were serious?” he said

“About what?” I shot back.

“About letting you get into our car”

“Well a little help wouldn’t have been so bad. Would it?” I raised a brow. He looked taken aback by what I had just said.

“But you’re the maid” He said again. I’m surprised by the amount of times I have rolled my eyes. It hasn’t entered into my head.

“And you never fail to stop reminding me” I drawled with sarcasm. I could have almost sworn his lips tilted up in a genuine smile for a second.

Class finally ended and I made a point of acknowledging the stone brothers even though I could feel their eyes burning into the back of my neck. Did they think I would let go of the fact that they made me walk to school so easily.

Irina Wolfe opened her mouth to probably shoot another taunt but I bumped roughly into her with my shoulder, making her stumble a bit as I walked past her.

“You b***h!” She growled.

I turned back to her casually and smiled with venom.

“Sucks to have a own taste of your medicine, doesn’t it?”

She stared at me with eyes as if she was unable to me recognize for a moment and the she glared daggers at me. I could hear the gasps of shock in the background and people murmuring again. It was always so hard for them to mind their business. I caught Damon smirking at me and Caden staring at me like I had grown two heads. Thomas face remained impassive.

This would have been a very good moment to do a hair flip. Curse Irina. But the look on her face was satisfying enough as I headed through the door.

Arriving at the bathroom, my back against the door. I tried to steady my breathing. My nerves racing from the anxiety I was feeling. I wish I didn’t have to be a victim all the time. I wish people didn’t label as weak and I wish I wasn’t such an easy target to prey on.

I stared back at my reflection. My eyes watered and I tried to still my trembling hands as my gaze focused on the mirror. After some passing minuets, my heart beat steadied. Huffing with exasperation, I finally left the bathroom and headed to my locker to pick up my books for the next period.

I was greeted by the sights of my books covered in slimy goo. I could feel the loud thud in my ears. My books! Everyone of them was ruined with the bad, smelly, sticky fluid.

“Don’t try to push me again or you’ll regret it” Irina Wolfe whispered behind me. Her pathetic bunch of minions forming a circle behind her as they giggled without shame. The thud in my ears became louder and louder.

My fists ached to pummel into Irina’s jaw but then again if I did. I was going to be the one who at loss here. I was nobody between the both of us. The charity case. The academy wouldn’t think twice about expelling me. Regardless of my reputation of maintaining high grades.

You could thank my Father for it too. His sin had a way of following me everywhere I went. So I had to thread carefully. It f*****g sucked.

My lip hurt from me biting it down with so much pressure. I was holding in the tears. I will never hand Irina the sight of seeing me cry, on a golden platter. Finally breaking eye contact. I said nothing but turned to walk away from her only for me to bump into someone else.

"Watch it” Caden roughly pushed me back and I lost my balance. My face making contact with the ground. They laughed again.

“You can't even do anything properly. You're such a mess at everything. Even seeing” Thomas drawled.

Don’t cry. Don’t you dare cry Gina. I felt something warm slip in trickles from my nose and raised a finger to wipe it off. I was bleeding. I gritted my teeth and raised my gaze to all of them staring down at me. Damon said nothing but maintained a cold smile. Obviously, he wouldn’t disapprove of how they were treating me. He hated me. They all did.

I was finally able to help myself up. Silently closing my locker door, I walked silently down the hallway. Ignoring the amused glances.

I skipped school for the rest of the day. It was already going badly anyways so what was the point?

Two hours later, I arrived the castle and changed into my usual uniform and headed into the kitchen to help. Roberto was already busy with supervising the cooking while the pile of dishes were left on the counter for me to wash.

The rest of the day slowly flew by in a flurry with me wiping counters to perfection, arranging dishes and wiping the floors spotless. I don’t know how I was able to multi task all of it but I did. Finally the moment that I dreaded.

Roberto asked me to deliver Atticus dinner upstairs. I swallowed nervously as I headed up the stairs and prayed desperately to the moon goddess that he wouldn’t be around or he would out rightly snub me. I hoped he would ignore me.

To my disappointment, the door was opened and I hurriedly entered with his tray of food and gently placed it on the dresser.

I could feel my Insides tingling as our eyes met for a moment. His eyes. Grey, beautiful and cold. Void of any emotion. He was shirtless again. Only wearing a pair of sweats. His hair wet from the shower. I could have sworn that I had stopped breathing. My core throbbed at the sight of him and he didn’t even have to touch me. Only looking at me was enough to make me want to lose control.

“What are you waiting for ?” he raised an eyebrow at me.

“I- umm…”

“Open it. You’re supposed to tend to me while I eat” he said coldly.

I stuttered gibberish as I almost tripped over my feet nervously in an attempt to lift the lid from the tray.

He casually took his seat opposite the dressing table and raised his empty glass, gesturing me to fill it.

“I’m supposed to tell you how to do your job too?” he growled. I murmured a pointless apology as I hastily filled his cup with wine. Then stood to the side, to watch him eat. It was excruciating. Really. The whole time, my heart was threatening to burst from the tension.

Finally, he was done and as I began to arrange the dishes and the empty glass. He yanked me abruptly down to him. My body slamming against his. I released a squeal from the impact.

“I do not want to have to teach your duties. Understood?” his voice dripped of venom as he glared at me. Unable to form a coherent sentence. My head bobbed up and down in a frantic nod. He released me with a push and I hurried out of the room with the dishes like I had been burnt.