The Alpha novel Chapter 14

I spent the rest of the day in my room. It crept around to dinner time and when Mallory didn’t show up, I went down by myself. There was dinner already set out for me.

Some blonde girl came into the kitchen and grabbed something before leaving. She didn’t even spare me a glance.

I quietly ate the pasta dish. Throughout the meal, I was having the worst pains in my abdomen, but after dinner, I went back to my room. I brushed my teeth, took off my make-up, and put on some pajamas. Part of me wanted to see Derek, maybe he knew about the pains, a way to cure them, so my feet took me.

I was walking down the halls, going to Derek’s office when I heard a noise. It sounded like his name. Curiosity took over me and I followed a voice until I got to a dark brown wooden door, and somehow the closer I got to the door the worse the pains got. It wasn’t his office.

It was definitely his name being said. There was another muffled voice behind the door, and I was curious as to what was going on.

'Don’t be fucking nosy…'

'You’re asking for a punishment'

Maybe they were right?

Any other time I would’ve listened to them, but I didn’t. I wrapped my hand around the handle and opened the door.

Derek’s scent immediately hit my nose, but it didn’t ease what was in front of my eyes. The ache in my abdomen flared. On top of Derek’s bed laid him with a blonde riding him. Sexually riding. Her moans filled the room, and gasp left my mouth as tears formed.

My hand clasped over my mouth, covering the sobs for coming out. Derek’s head whipped over to me, his eyes flashed different emotions. The girl on top of him didn’t falter, she continued bouncing. He didn’t make a move to remove her.

I quickly turned around and left, closing the door. I ran to my room trying to hold in the sobs. The moment I slammed my door, locking it, I slid down the door. I crawled into a ball and couldn’t help but bawl. My body felt numb, it wanted to harm itself but was so physically exhausted that it couldn’t.

I’m so stupid. I felt so hurt. All the years I went through with Chris seemed so minuscule compared to this.

'We told you he didn’t want your scrawny ass…'

‘Don’t be fucking nosy…’

'You brought this upon yourself.'

They were right. They were so right. I was stupid, it made sense. He told me he wasn’t going to mark me, that he didn’t want me.

"“Why would I want you? You’re a damaged flower. You’re weak.”"

I sobbed harder. I was damaged, weak, used, disgusting…

I don’t know how long I laid there, but I ended up falling asleep when the sun was rising. Not once did Derek come to the room. My wolf wasn’t responding to anything.

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When I woke up, my eyes were burning. I was hoping to not wake-up, but I did. Yesterday was still a fresh wound on my mind. I wanted to forget about it, I didn’t want to pay attention to it, but it wouldn’t leave.

Groggily, I got up and changed into a new pair of clothes. I put on some makeup and did my business in the bathroom. Now what?

After last night, I put up my mental block. I didn’t want him in my head.

Maybe I should go eat? It beats sitting here, if I stayed in this room anymore, I think I’d drive myself crazy, letting the voices run my head. Not like they don’t already...

I quietly went downstairs into the second kitchen. Mallory told me there were two kitchens, one for the cooks and a personal one for Derek. I didn’t want to bother the cooks, so I went into the kitchen and aimlessly started cooking an egg.

It was done quickly and I silently ate and proceeded to clean the dishes. I was fine until I heard someone scoff. I turned around, my heartbeat picking up, and saw the blonde.

She looked me up and down in disgust.

“The cooks are in the other kitchen,” her high feminine voice told me authoritatively, “what are you still doing here? Leave!” she demanded. My submissive, fearful side kicked in and I walked out, past her. She reached out and grabbed my shoulder causing me to flinch. “Why aren’t you in uniform?” she demanded, her bright blue eyes narrowing at me.