A Little and Her Alpha Mommy by Ren Kauzki (short books for teens .txt) 📕

before him and he closes his eyes, holding his hands up in front of his face. “Why do you grimace as if I will hit you?” she asks her voice a mellifluous sound. He trembles under her gaze before he has the courage to open his eyes and look in her direction. She was breathtaking, almost as beautiful as his mother...he shivers and looks down at his cut up knees. “Why do you have no clothes on boy?” She asks and again he is unable to answer her question. She frowns at him and winces “Boy, where are your parents.” He stares behind her into the alleyway and she looks in his direction. She looks back and gets up, she reaches down and he cowers under her and picks him up. “We will go and see your parents” she says and he shakes his head, clutching her chest “No, no you cannot!” She ignores him and continues into the hallway where they finally reach the end, the last apartment.Krix stares at the ladders and she follows his gaze where the last window hung. She crouches down low and he looks at her confused before they are propelled into the air. He lets out a scream and he clutches at her body. She puts up a hand to his back and pats it gently. They make it to the window with no effort and she slides it open, climbing with him in his arms. She stops and stares at the apartment. It was in shambles, unlivable. She walks around and finds his room where trash, piss and shit littered the floor. She turns to him and points toward the floor where the sheets and blankets were piled up. Much of them had holes and a lot of them were stained with blood and other bodily fluids. He looks down at his feet. She walks past the room and into the kitchen. Dishes littered up to the ceiling and mold grew for what seemed like miles. The kitchen table was broken and smashed to pieces and the fridge was empty. The strange woman begins to walk toward the living room and Krix grabs her shirt and shakes his head no pleading for her to stop. She rips away from his grasp and finds herself in the room. A woman with long white hair was lying on the couch, her gaze stuck on a tv-show, the vampire diaries. When she notices the woman in the house, the mother shoots up onto her feet. “Who the fuck are you!” the mother gaze lands on little Krix and she growled “WHAT DID I tell YOU ABOUT BRINGING FILTH INTO MY HOME, do you not learn from all of the other pets you’ve brought?” She spits as she steps away to dispose of the bodies littered behind the couch. The social worker, the next store friend, the kind grocery man, the dog and the squirrel he rescued, now desiccated bones.The strange woman tilted her head, at the woman. “I will rip you from limb to limb” the white haired lady hissed before morphing into half a Tiger, her paw giant and her mouth razored with teeth that hung out of her mouth. From a beautiful white haired maiden she turned into a white monster. Krix cowers behind the woman, and he peeks up at her. He is confused, why is this woman unfazed by his mother? The woman pushes Krix back gently and turns around “Go to your room” she whispers so gently and she smiles at him “Go to your room and do not come out until I get you, hide under the blankets.” He bites his lip and runs into the kitchen and into the hallway. He skids into his room and hides under the blankets. There is screaming and shouting furniture breaking, eventually there was silence and he held himself into a ball. The door creaks open and he shivers, terrified to see behind the blanket. If its mother she will most definitely kill him. He closes his eyes tightly as the blanket is lifted from him. He lets out a scream and opens one eye. There she was, the strange beautiful woman and she bent down and scooped him up. She was covered in blood, it is smeared across her cheeks and hands. She gently whispers into his ears, close your eyes and do not open them. He looks up at her into her gaze and nods before closing his eyes, He tucks his face into her shoulder and begins walking, she stops to open up a door and he finds himself looking into the living room. His mother torn apart, her head in one direction as her torso and arms and legs in another. His eyes widened and he shut them quickly...and they walked out of the apartment and into the hallway and out of the building. He leans back in her arms and “We go?” he asks he frowns and bites his lip, he was never taught how to speak properly so it was always difficult to get his point across but with no confusion at all she said “Yes we will go, and you will live with me, and I will protect you.” and with that they walked into no particular direction.

Chapter 11

Little Nevra stared at the fat woman in white, her ugly face and the mole in the corner of her mouth lifting each time she spoke to her nurses. She held a clipboard and pen in hand, check marking off or writing something. She paused to stare at me and checked off something. He gave the clipboard to the man beside her and walks toward the bed, she ran her hands along my tiny legs and nodded her head toward the men in green. The one who had the clipboard checked something off once more. I shut my eyes as tightly as the woman invaded my body and my personal space from, touching between my legs to examine the texture, her fingers in my mouth to examine the sharpness and density, finally it was over and she stepped back. She walked over to the sink and washed her hands of my bodily fluids and grabbed the clipboard again and reciting to the nurses. “Trinity Galvin, age five, well taken care, offspring of the highest breed of Alpha the Ekon, but genetic whereabouts of her mother supernaturally unknown. Purity intact, green eyes, tan olive skin and long black hair.” She looks up from the clipboard and smiles  “The best candidate for our research” . She looks toward the men and she whispers in their ear, and glares at one near the door. “Do not touch her purity, not yet.” The lady nodded at the rest of the nurses and left. I coward in the corner, hiding my face until the sound of falling feet disappeared down the hallway. I dare to peek and look up to find the creepy man by the door staring at me.

Chapter 12

Lucet paced around the room. The exact same room that she has been locked in for most of her life. She stares at the wall where that beautiful woman comes to see her. She lets out a groan and runs over to the wall smashing her tiny dainty fists against it until all of her energy is spent. She slumps down the wall and onto her knees. “I can help!” She shouts through the wall at no one in particular. Doubtful that anyone can even hear her. Her padded bum irritates her and she reaches for the tabs to rip it off but remembers that Nevra was the one who placed it on her and she hesitates before ripping it off. She throws it across the room and runs over to the dresser to pull out clothes which were all cute and frilly. She frowned and tossed the clothes around until she found a decent looking pastel looking dress she pops it over her head. She looks toward the bookshelf and frowns. She wanted to help, she has been protected and babied all of her life, she was almost a object to be displayed but hidden. A beautiful vase that was placed in the Master bedroom of someone’s house only for the pleasure of the head of the home. That was what she was and it bothered her to no end. She ran over to the wall/bookshelf. On her side it was not a bookshelf but a metal wall that slide into the wall once opened, she observed it, running her soft hands along the cold metal. “There has to be an emergency exit system.” She muttered to herself, tracing every line and bump along the way. There was nothing, no latch, no button and no handle for her to pull. She bit her lip and turned her back to the wall, slumping down to the floor to her knees, her dress puddling around her. She was exotic and dainty, beautiful and abnormal and completely unaware of the beauty she holds. With a frustrated sigh she drops her face into her hands. Why can’t I help? Why can’t I be of use? Why must I be locked up inside this pink cage ! she let out a yell, a scream that reached a high pitch, so high the lamp beside the changing table teetered, books and toys fell from shelves but the lamp stayed the same. She raised her brows it was tethered to the table, and..she thought it has never been turned on! She gets up and runs toward it, she peers at it, standing on her tiptoes, the changing table was higher than she so she couldn't quite reach it with her four foot five stature. She spins around looking around the room and spots the cage she was placed in and runs toward it, she grabs ahold of the metal bar and drags it with a huff across the room and leans it up against the changing table and climbs on top of it, finally she was at height with it enough so she could touch it. She places her hands all around the metal lamp, it was a gold lamp with a pink hat. She stared at it, feeling for any switch along its smooth surface she groans when nothing but a flat surface greeted her. She looked up under the had to see a chain with a ballerina shoe peak out of the metal just below