Alpha Nicholas novel Chapter 1

“If I have to come and get you, you know what will happen mutt!” He keeps bellowing while I shift myself further backward in my closest while praying for a miracle or, at the very least, for a giant hole to appear in these old floorboards and swallow me whole. Of course, reality wouldn’t be as kind as to create a hole for me. No, my reality will result in pain and a lot of it.

“Your ass should have been downstairs over 30 minutes ago, and now it’s going to pay. I don’t know why you do this to yourself every goddam time! “I do sometimes wonder how my dad can help lead this pack as the Beta with how stupid he can be. Does he seriously think that I hid in my closet and chose not to go downstairs and make breakfast knowing that he would come and find me and make me pay all by choice? No, I didn’t, but it won’t matter what my reason is for being here, he won’t believe me, he won’t care.

“Well, hello there little mutt.” I feel the air leave my lungs as he tears open the door and lunges at me, grabbing my shirt and throwing me across the room. A grunt leaves my mouth as blinding pain shoots down my spine from hitting the wall, along with the impact winding me has, this day is off to a cracking start.

And yes, I know what you’re thinking. Werewolves have amazingly quick healing abilities and while that may be true, unfortunately, that’s not always the case, and of course, as with everything else in my life that goes wrong, so does having that ability. A healthy wolf can heal quickly but not an unhealthy one, and I’m the definition of an unhealthy wolf.

I cough as I try to catch my breath, but before I’ve even drawn in my first full breath, my dad is back on me and pulling me off the ground by the neck of my shirt. He roughly shakes me before screaming in my face, causing spittle to land on my forehead, nose, and chin, forcing me to hold in a gag. “Well, come on mutt. Won’t you at least try and come up with some pathetic excuse to cover your ass?”

While most of the beatings that I get from my dad are caused by my brother, I try not to mention his name and instead, make up another excuse, any excuse because, in this household, my brother is the top, golden child and, as far as my father is concerned, he never does anything wrong and if I try and say different he sees red and just ups my punishment.

I’m pulled from my thoughts by my dad once again pulling on my hair. It’s a favorite thing of his to-do and, honestly, it has me wondering how I don’t have bold patches. I wait for the next blow, but then his eyes glaze over as someone’s mind links him, and then he suddenly lets go of my hair and takes a step back. “Get your fucking ass downstairs. Now!” What the hell is that all about? There must be something big going on for my dad to stop beating me. Nothing ever stops him, not even mind links unless they are seriously important.

I’ve told Lexi more than once to leave me, to find herself another wolf to live with. It’s the least she deserves, but she has always refused. She has been by my side since day one, and I’ll always be grateful to her. She is my best friend, my only friend, and honestly, most days she’s the only thing that keeps me going. She refuses to leave me and I keep fighting for her but one day… One day this will all be over. I don’t know how, but one way or another we will get out of this house and away from this pack, and more importantly, away from the evil that is my dad.