The Alpha novel Chapter 13

“Babykinny…” Alpha Chris taunted, “you know what day it is?” he had a menacing grin on his face.

I didn’t answer, I knew what day it was. I knew what was coming. My birthday beating.

“Answer me, bitch!” he screamed, kicking me down in my gut. I grunted, and he yanked me up by my hair, “it’s your birthday, precious mate… and I’ve got something special planned for you!” he said in a singing voice.

I was dumb. I tried to move out of his grip, he punched me in my face, but per usual I put my hands up to try and protect my face. “put your fucking hands down!”

I couldn’t help but obey. I took his hits raw- they numbed my face.

“You’ve been a bad girl Violet,” he tsk-ed, I cringed. I wasn’t a bad girl, I was a good girl

“A-alpha, I’m s-s-sorry, I’ll be g-good, I- I’m a good g-girl.” I stuttered.

“Nu-uh!” he tsk-ed, “Violet…” he sang, “I hate that you had to ruin your birthday gift, but I guess you can still have it!” He pushed my body down on the bed in his room, as I was cleaning it, the birthday clean.

He immediately crushed my body as he crawled on top of me. I was confused, what is he doing?

“Violet, happy twelfth birthday, matey!” he grinned. His hands found my shirt and ripped it off, along with my training bra. “You’re gonna love this babykinny, but not as much as I will…” he mumbled the last part and it was then I decided to try and push him off of me. But a twelve-year-old was no match for a twenty-eight-year-old man.

“Don’t be a bad girl. Stop... fucking struggling…” He grunted, taking both my wrist and pinning them down with one hand as his other trailed down to my pants.

What is he doing?

He started to yank them down along with my underwear- oh, OH!

“N-no, g-get o-off of me!” I screamed as my sobs built up.

“Shut up!” he grunted and slapped me.

I screamed for him to let me go, to stop, I was begging- pleading with him. I would do anything, anything for him to stop- but he plugged into my innocence and stripped the last of my humanity away.

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“Violet!” someone shouted as they shook me. My eyes sprung open at the unfamiliar hands grabbing me. My mind instantly played back to the memory in my unconscious state.

“G-get off of me!” I screamed and struggled against the grasp. It tightened.

“Violet, Violet, calm down!” the voice attempted to soothe.

I sobbed as my pushes became weaker.

“Flower...it’s okay…” the voice spoke.

Flower.

“Flower, look at me, it’s okay. You’re okay…” I brought my teary eyes up to see Derek on the side of the bed holding my arms.

I wanted him off of me after that dream, but my wolf craved him in every way. Comfort.

That was the day I finally learned what sex really was. In the form of rape. On my twelfth birthday.

I sobbed and brought my hands up to cover my face as I mumbled apologies to Derek. It had to be about six in the morning as the sun was rising.

“Flower, shh, it’s okay…” he brought me to his chest, rubbing my arms.

After some time my sobs cleared and I was left a hiccuping mess in front of the Alpha.

I hesitantly pulled away from him and looked down at my lap in shame.

“I… I’m s-sorry. I’ll go g-get changed n-now…” I mumbled and got up, walking around him to the closet and then the bathroom.

The door was fixed now, it must’ve got done sometime last night with Derek. I quickly got dressed in a long-sleeve shirt and a pair of jeans and put on some makeup, the best I could with no mirror. I walked back out and saw Doctor Reseda and Derek in the room.

“Good morning Violet,” Doctor Reseda smiled and I did a polite smile back before looking down at my gauze-wrapped wrists. “I’m just here to check your cuts, as Alpha has informed me.”

I nodded and was told to sit on the bed. She quickly cleaned and wrapped them, telling me how I was lucky they didn’t get infected with some glass shards.

She bowed her head to Derek and then left. I looked at him and he put a cold gaze on me.

“I’m s-sorry,” I mumbled to him, putting my head down in shame.

Derek sighed. “Violet, do you not understand the danger you’re doing?” his voice was stern and he told me to look at him. His eyes were hard. “I thought about it- you are no longer allowed by any glass by yourself. That’s an order from your Alpha.” he was getting visibly angrier by the second.

“Yes, s-sir.” I was so ashamed of myself. I went years doing this behind Alpha Chris's back, and nothing ever happened.

“Why…” he started, but seemed to pause to contain his anger, “why were you trying to kill yourself?” he questioned through clenched teeth.

He folded his arms over his broad chest and I swallowed.

“Alp… I-I wasn’t t-trying to kill m-myself…”.

'You should’ve slut…'