I'm Yours Alpha

Chapter 6| The drama queen

Alexandra's POV

I was done cleaning the Alpha's room and was on my way to finally get some rest. In my room or rather cell, I let out a tired sigh. This was the first break I'd had all day. Food hadn't entered my mouth in almost three days. The hunger contributed to my weakness. I was given just enough food to keep me from dying but nothing more. My body protested on every movement I made and my wolf whimpered.

Slowly I began drifting off to sleep until Ann walked into my room. Ann was the typical slut that was mean to everyone and clung to Alpha even though he didn't give a damn about her.

"The Alpha is looking for you." She spat at me while picking at her fake nails. "I would get ready if I were you." She added with a smirk.

My wolf and I knew that could only mean one thing. Something happened and I was about to get punished for it.

Tossing her hair extensions to the side, Ann walked out. With much effort, I rose to go to the Alpha's office. It was hard to move without putting too much pressure on my broken leg.

At his door, I took a deep breath and then knocked. A gruff 'come in' sounded and I gently pushed the oak door open. Dread settled in the pit of my stomach but I walked into the room like all was well.

Standing rather close to the door, I carefully asked, "You wanted to see me, Alpha." The Alpha, Roderick stood with his back to me. When he finally turned to face me, my heart sank. His eyes were pitch black, a tell tale sign that he was angry.

He slowly walked to me like a predator stalking its prey. If I tried to move back away from him, he would probably only get angrier. That wouldn't do me any good.

I forced myself to stay still but the increase in my heartbeat and my breathing could show i was beyond scared. I was on the edge of having a panic attack.

Once he was in front of me I closed my eyes and awaited the pain but it never came.

Instead of the hit I was expecting, he took a firm hold of my neck. At that point a number of things raced through my head. Was he finally going to kill me? What did I do wrong this time? My mind was a mess and I couldn't breathe.

Eventually I resigned myself ty fate. I was probably going to die here. Instead of snapping my neck, he dropped me to ground. Tears streamed freely as I desperately tried to catch my breath.

In an attempt to avoid the pain, I let my wolf take control for a bit. What she did next instantly made me regret giving her control in the first place.

"What did I ever do to you?" my wolf said in between gasps. Roderick's eyes narrowed on me. "I never did anything to you but you killed my parents. We were friends before. You were like an older brother to me. You used to help me when kids bullied me because of what I am. You were always there when I needed you. You were my best friend. But you killed my dad and kept me as a prisoner for no valid reason. You were the one person who ever treated me fairly but now you're worse than any of them." my wolf said everything I wanted to say to him but the consequences of her words would be dire.

His eyes went back to normal for about a second before they went black again. He growled loudly and his hand connected with my cheek.

He lifted my body like it weighed nothing and threw me to the wall. My back hit hard and it knocked the air out of my lungs. I landed on the floor directly on my broken leg. A cry left me from the pain that radiated.

When he took his belt off, I desperately tried to get as far away as possible from him. It landed on my skin more times than I could count. He didn't seem to care where he hit me. All I could do was cry and hope I would pass out soon.

Gone was the Rick I used to know.

I shot up from my bed gasping and panting. My eyes desperately roamed my room to find out where I was. When I was sure I wasn't in silver shadow, my body relaxed a tad. My hand rubbed at the tears brimming at my eyes and my body still shook.

When I calmed down a bit, I got up from my bed and went to the bathroom. While clutching the sides of the sink for balance, I stared at my reflection in the mirror above it.

Dark bags adorned the bottom of my eyes, and my green orbs were lacking color. My lips were swollen from all the crying and my hair was a matted mess on my head.

In short, I was a mess.

I turned on the tap and washed my face. These nightmares were exhausting. I can barely get a decent night's sleep without them. I left the bathroom and went downstairs to the kitchen.

I opened the fridge and took out a packet of blood. The pack was empty in a matter of seconds. The sweet metallic taste calmed me down and I went to the living room to watch TV.

I was so engrossed in a episode of Teen Wolf that I didn't even notice someone sitting beside me. It wasn't until I heard my mother's voice that I realized she was there.

"Are you alright?" my mom asked.

"Yeah, I just had a nightmare." I replied as casually as I could and turned back to the TV. A sigh left her so I turned to face her again. "Mom i'm really alright."

"You sure?" she asked. I could see how tired she was. She did work an extra long shift and even our kind get tired. We need sleep too.

"I'm sure now go back to bed." I said

"You sure you're alright?"

"Yes mom."

She stood up and stopped at the stairs.

"Sweet heart?" she asked

"Yes?"

"Wipe your mouth. You look like dracula." and with that she left.

I touched my lip with my finger and it was covered with blood. With a chuckle, I wiped it off with the sleeve of my shirt.

No love feeling the vibe for TV, I turned it off and went back to my room. I fell flat on my bed and pulled the blanket over my body.

My eyes were trained on the ceiling for what felt like years. My eyes went to my alarm clock beside my bed and the time read 4:50am. It was still so early but I was too scared to go back to sleep. I grabbed my phone and played games to pass time. I played till the time read 6:30. That was definitely not healthy but oh well.

I stood up from bed and took a shower then got ready for school. I had on a plain black tee with a pair of skinny jeans and some grey converse. I put a black sweat shirt over everything just because I felt more comfortable that way. Less skin showed that way.

I put my contacts in and then put on some makeup to hide the marks on my face. I grabbed my car keys and went to the kitchen, grabbed a blood flask and an apple.

"Mom i'm off!" I yelled through the house.

"Okay, see you later!" she yelled back from her shower. I left the house and off to school.

*****

Once I got to school I realised i'd arrived kind of early. I got my books and went straight to my first class. As expected the place was empty until about 3 minutes before time. That's when students started flooding in.

Tyler and Dale walked in together and Dale smiled in my direction once he saw me. My heart did a little flip flop and I looked away. Damn this mate bond to hell. I didn't want to give Dale the impression that I was opening up to him. It would be better if he just gave up and rejected me but that's just my wishful thinking. Of course things won't go my way like that. If he rejected me he'd probably get a second chance mate and I would be alone.

Though it was something I asked for, it left a bitter feeling in my stomach.

'Stop thinking that. Mate wouldn't reject us. He loves us.' my wolf whimpered.

'he doesn't even know us. He can't love us.' I replied matter of factly.

As sad as it was, it was the truth. Everyone grows up with the idea of mates being the one to love. You grow with the idea that you automatically fall in love with your mate. All because of the stupid mate bond.

I didn't want the mate bond to keep me tied to dale. It would only hurt me once he found out what i am and rejected me. I don't want that. I don't want any bond with him.

'mate won't reject us' my wolf stubbornly said

'yes he will' I said harshly. There had never been a time someone accepted me as a hybrid. Minus my parents of course. My wolf whimpered and blocked me out. I sighed in frustration when Dale sat at the desk beside me like on the first day I came to this school.

Oh my gosh!!!!

I just realised I have a date with Dale today!!

Shit!

Shit!

Shit!

This is bad.

How could I frigging forget?

Mrs Monterrey walked into the class and began her lecture. I tried paying attention to what she was saying but it was like my mind was fixed solely on the person beside me. Unintentionally, I kept sneaking glances his way when he wasn't looking. It should be a crime for one person to look that good.

His hair was slightly messy but attractive at the same time. His clear blue eyes were on the board where Mrs Monterrey was teaching. His white shirt almost seemed to cling to his body, outlining the hard lines of his body.

In sum, he looked too good. It was a shame though.

Embarrassingly enough, he caught me staring at him. My face heated up when his eyes met mine. He held my gaze for long moments, like he was trying to see through me.

I nibbled my lower lip out of nervousness and instantly his gaze was on my lips. He didn't turn away and neither did I. I finally turned away when it felt like my face would catch fire.

It became even harder to focus on what the teacher was saying. All my attention seemed to belong to the werewolf seated beside me.

When the bell rung, I rushed out of class to avoid Dale and luckily for me the teacher asked him to wait behind after class.

On my way to my locker, I stumbled into someone and my books fell. The person I hit screeched and I instinctively clutched my ears at the sound.

"Sorry," I apologized and bent down to pick my books.

"You made me spill my latte on my outfit" she said in an extremely high pitched voice. It was as if she was trying to attract attention.

"I said sorry." I didn't have time to handle any bitches at the moment.

"Sorry, sorry?" she yelled at me "do you know how much this dress costs?"

I looked at her dress and it could barely be counted as a dress, more like a t-shirt. It was a pink dress that stopped at her upper thighs, showing off her skinny legs. She wore heels that were about 7 inches high.

She was a blonde with pretty brown eyes. A naturally gorgeous female but the makeup she had caked on made her look no better than a clown.

"It was an accident." I said. I really didn't want a fight. It wouldn't be a pretty sight.

"An accident! Just who do you think I am?" she yelled in her extremely annoying, nasal, high pitched voice. Such a drama queen.

I did what any sane person would do. I walked away from the crazy female. There were better, more productive things to be done than argue with a bimbo.

"How dare you try and walk away from me. Do you know who I am?" she said grabbing a fistful of my hair. I hissed at the pain and lord knows I wanted to hit her. My wolf wanted in but I held her back.

If she wants a fight then she'll get a fight.