The Alpha's Lost Angel

Alpha

"Alpha!" Johnson yelled through the door.

It had already been the following day yet my thoughts are still plagued by my mate. I couldn't shake her off of my head, even Jax was going restless under the pain of not being able to see her.

"Come in." I said.

Johnson bursts through the door with a panicked expression. I raised my eyebrows at him and scanned him from head to toe.

"If this is another one of your pranks..." I threatened.

"No, Alpha. A household is beating their pup!" he gasped.

The news immediately got me to stand and follow him to where the commotion has been happening. I fixed my suit as we quickly walked. I arrived to a young boy bursting out of the house with his face bruised and cut. Even for a wolf those might take time to heal. I grabbed the boy bt the arm and made him look at me.

"Alpha..." he trailed off.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Mark, sir." he mumbled.

"Who did this to you?" I asked as I scanned his body for more injuries.

"My parents, sir. They're not really my parents." he muttered.

"He was left at the front of their house when he was a newborn and this household has been taking care of him ever since." Johnson filled me in.

"Give me their files later when we're done dealing with the situation." I said.

Another man burst out the door, looking really angry, and he glared at the little boy. Johnson cleared his throat and finally, the round man was aware of our presence. He bared his neck in submission, clearly not happy with the interference.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"I am this boy's father." he said.

"Father? No father in their right mind would beat their children this way." I spat.

"Ah, Alpha... He's not really my son." he stuttered.

"Oh! So that makes it okay for you to lay your filthy hands on him?" I growled.

The round man was unable to speak. I gently usher Mark to Johnson, and he immediately hid behind my brother's back. This has been clearly going on for a while. Why hasn't anybody else noticed and reported it?

"No... No, Alpha." he whispered.

"Tell me, what did the boy do to deserve such a punishment?" I asked.

"He was stealing from our pantry!" he said exasperatedly as he pointed a fat finger at the boy.

"Is it true?" I asked turning to Mark.

"I was just really hungry. They locked me in the basement because I got a bad grade and I was being punished for it..." Mark trailed off.

"So not only are you laying your hands on this boy but you are also depriving him of his basic needs?" I demanded.

"No, sir." the round man stuttered badly.

"Just because my father let s**t like this slide under his nose that doesn't mean I will overlook this matter." I growled.

I bared my teeth at the round man which only made him cower more. He seemed like he just wanted to curl up in a ball and hide away from the view of the public. I growled at him as I towered over him.

My father was not a good ruler. He tortured his pack and didn't treat humans any differently. People lived under constant fear and those with clear malicious intents thrived under his supremacy. I growled at the thought of my father. He and I clearly do not see eye to eye, but he had no choice as his eldest son I was obliged to be the next Alpha. Not even Johnson had the guts to stand up against our father.

"You room this boy in for what? When your family took him in, it made you his parents. His caretakers and yet this is how you treat him? Your household will be under house arrest and I will talk to the council about your banishment from this pack." I spat.

"Alpha? Banishment? Please, no. Anything but that. I will be a good father to Mark, please Alpha. I can't be a rogue. What about my family?" he demanded.

"Oh, they will come with you. As long it is proven that you do what you do this pup. Everybody will be banished We do not tolerate such behaviors." I grimaced.

"Alpha please." he whimpered.

"Are you that afraid of getting slaughtered by other rogues?" I smirked.

"Yes, Alpha!" he cried.

"Too bad. Mark saw this as his safe place and yet you didn't make him feel like it would be one for him. You highly mistreated him for Goddess knows how long and now you beg for my mercy? How thick skinned are you really?" I spat.

The round man kept crying and he even started begging on his knees. I saw his wife watching from the window and crying with a hand over her mouth as she watched her husband grovel on the floor. The sound of his cries hurt my ears, I called on a couple of warriors to secure the house and make sure nobody gets in or out.

"Don't worry, Mark. You're safe now. How about we go grab something to eat and then we could go find a better family for you?" I suggested.

Mark simply bit his lip and nodded. He was clearly still shaken up by everything he's been put through. I hate how adoptive parents do this to their adoptive children. They think they could do anything they want just because the children are not a direct bloodline from them.

"I'll take care of the forms for now, Alpha. I know you have other things to take care of." Johnson hinted.

"I'll leave it to you. I'll have to take care of their banishment after my rounds to make sure we didn't overlook anything else." I said.

"Yes, Alpha." he bowed exposing his neck.

This wouldn't have happened if only they were competent enough to make sure everybody was doing okay.