Her Brutal Alpha novel Chapter 3

Throughout his life he had to fight multiple wolves who thought they could easily dominate a fifteen year old Alpha and take over his territory. But they were all wrong. Each and every one of them lost when Blaine fought and he fought till death.

"I said, who are you and what are you doing on Dark Apollo's territory?" The Beta repeated, anger seeking through his voice after having to repeat himself.

I frowned annoyed that he continued to talk to me like that.

"Oh you know, I'm just checking out the scenery." I say sarcastically.

His eyes darkened and narrowed into slits. He began to take a step forward when all of the guys shifted back to human. "Come on man, she's just a girl." One said.

I literally gaped at him and frowned. Just a girl?

I frowned annoyed at the both of them. The Beta caught my stare and gave me an annoyed one of his own. "Do you know what we do with wolves like you that enter our land without permission?" He said with a taunting tone.

I stared at him for a few seconds before crossing my arms across my chest and raising an eyebrow. "Hmm, I don't know. You going to throw me a ball?" I again said sarcastically with a slight shrug off my shoulders. I knew I was also insulting myself but I didn't care.

My comments were clearly unappreciated by the looks I was receiving although one of them actually laughed causing the others to roll their eyes at him. "What? It was funny."

I rolled my eyes with the rest of the guys before my wolf began to feel restless and anxious. She was beginning to make me feel uncomfortable and slightly scared although I would never admit that out loud.

When I tried calling out to my wolf, she didn't answer, she was too focused on why my body was acting funny which meant she knew something I didn't.

"You feeling scared now?" The Beta taunted again.

"Shaking." I said with a bored tone, I wasn't going to let him know how I was truly feeling.

"Well you should be."

'Uh, what an ass' I thought to myself.

I was about to reply when the most delicious scent entered my senses. My body began to tingle and my wolf was pacing up and down in my mind, she was excited.

I turned my head to the left where the scent was coming from. Only to see a guy who also looked around twenty, standing at over 6 foot tall walking out of the trees.

I couldn't help but stare at the beautiful werewolf standing a few feet away from me.

I refused to turn back. How could my mate be Blaine Diesel? I've heard the stories. They say he's a malicious monster with no heart. Too evil for a mate. He takes pleasure in torturing and taking lives especially after his father took his mothers and emotionally his. At the age of fifteen he trained his pack to be tough, to be the best.

The Dark Apollo is a powerful pack and was built to be ruthless and cruel.

I could just see the boundary line when I was tackled to the ground with a loud thump. But the person shifted me so that they would take the brunt of the fall causing me to be left without a graze.

I found myself being lifted off the ground with my back still leaning against a rock hard chest. I stiffened in shock as he twisted me around in his arms to face him.

I forced myself to look at him. We both stared at each other in silence neither of us saying a word. All I could feel was sparks shooting up my arms sending small warm shocks through my body. His fingers gently followed down the scar on my cheek but didn't question it but there was unknown anger reflecting in his eyes.

My eyes were glued to his face; waiting for a reaction, for him to say something. Not only did his intimidating figure look completely furious, a glint of hurt flashed through his emerald green eyes.

Even though I wasn't ready for a mate, let alone be mates with an Alpha a wave of hurt flew through my body. I bit my bottom lip anxiously as I continued to look into his eyes.

"Why did you run from me?" He lowly growled, his voice stiff.

Words were unable to leave my mouth, all I wanted was to get away. So I attempted to pull away from him, trying to squirm my way out of his grip. Only to have him growl possessively, not allowing me to move from his embrace. I growled back annoyed, pushing at his chest but he only tightens his hold on me.