The Alpha by Mallory Davis (book series for 10 year olds .TXT) 📕

Alpha. What happened last night? He said to come wake you he wants a little more 'challenge' huh, well he's going to have some trouble bringing you down!" Blake says amusingly, I dont laugh. He's challeging me? Is this punishment from last night? I ignore Blakes comments and slam the bathroom door, even though I can still hear his laughter. I cut on scalding hot water and strip off my clothes. I step under it and let the hot droplets soothe my pounding head. Why can't I just let him in? He is my mate. Then the flashbacks come, all the blood. The screams, God, the screams were the worst. I shake my head in attempt to forget the past. I stay under the water a moment longer after washing then get out. I get out and dry myself off with a fluffy white towel. I look at the clothes I had brought into the bathroom and smile. I had brought a sports bra and some short shorts since it was at least  ninety degrees outside. I get dressed and put my hair in a lazy bun. The alpha was just gonna LOVE this outfit. I thought while dashing outside. The fight

I walk into the clearing eyeing the pack around me. They all gave me cold stares, but not daring enough to say a word. I was use to there hatred. I search the crowd for Luke and find him staring at me. His eyes raked over my body, making me shiver. He looks up at me and sees me standing with Blake and his eyes got hard. They turn cold and distant, full of hatred. "Ready?" I ask, breaking the trance. He nods and I walk up to the arena that they had made. My heart beated in my ears, why was I so nervious? Then Luke takes his shirt off, I bite down a gasp. His eight pack was dripping with sweat in the hot Texas air. His body was hard and chiseled. I wanted to cry. He advance towards me, throwing the first punch in which I dodge. I cheap shot him in the stomach, he grows, but barely winces. He upper cuts me across the jaw, sending me flying on my back, hard gravel shreding me to pieces. I roar in out rage. He advances again and I can see the anger in his eyes. I try to punch him, but I cant, I cant hurt him. He's my mate, he's my other half. He's so beautiful, I marvel at his taunt muscles as the flex. This time he punches my cheekbone, shaddering it. It'll heal in a couple of hours. I just lay there staring up at him, he growls. "Get up and fight!" he rumbles, then Blake pushes him "Whats your problem man?!?!?!" he yells. "I'm sorry if I dont like other guys screwing my mate! Especially you!" he yells pushing Blake to the dirt, using all his alpha force not to shift. What was he talking about? I look up at him, his breathing was haggard, and his eyes hade turned red. Blood red, he clenched and unclenched his fists. Blake remand on the ground. Luke turns and runs into the forest. I rush up and follow him.

The lie.

"Luke, wait!" I yell, beathlessly trying to follow him. He whirls around and grabs my face. He crushes his lips to mine, forcing them to move in sync with his. I'm so shocked I freeze up, then move my lips with his. I clutch his hair as fireworks erupt in my mouth. Tingles fill my body and my knees give out, he catches me easily. I rap my legs around his waist and he pushes up against a tree, the hard bark bringing me to my senses. I rip open his shirt in my hands and explore his stomach, trancing every ab. He growls and pushes his tongue into my mouth, filling me with warmth. I massage mine with his and he moans. His scent invelops me, mint and pine. I push him away and look into his eyes. They were dark green with lust, with need. "Who told you that? I've never been with anyone from the pack" I whisper, inches from his face. I take my hands and trance his face, his eyebrows that were creased together. I trance his lips, that were soft and so demanding. "Blake" they whisper. I freeze, my body freezes. "He said that you would never want me, that you didnt go for guys like that, that you slept around alot." He whispers, closing his eyes to my touch. "The thought of someone hurting you, touching you, when I couldnt drove me insane" he says. "I cant believe Blake said that about me." A tear slips down my face, he opens his eyes and wips it away. "They arnt true ?" he asks. I shake my head and more tears come. "I used to drink real bad, get so wasted I wouldn't even know if I was in the world or not. One morning I woke up strapped to a bed in ropes naked. I was sober enough to break them, but the guy had left. I had a long cut across my neck and I was covered in blood, he thought he had killed me so he left. I was raped, Luke. Blake found me in the woods crying." I say looking anywhere but him. Ashamed he didn't want me. He growls low in his throat, "So Blake lied?" he asks. I nod and bury my face in his neck, calming myself with the scent of him. "Can I sleep with you tonight, I can't go back to the pack house and face Blake" He silently nods and carrys me back, gently rubbing my back.

A question, A answer.

I feel there stares as we travel through the crowd. There curiousity, there hatred. I keep my face buried in Luke's neck, soaking in his warmth. I feel the heat radiate off of him, I yearned for him to be closer. I hear a door open and close and soon were going up stairs. He opens his bedroom door and sets me carefully down on his bed. He doesn't say a word as he travels across the room and shuts the door. I turn and look at him as he took off his shirt. Oh, God, I wouldn't be able to handle this. That body...sent me to places I've never been. He takes off his pants and it leaves him in nothing but boxers. I shiver as my eyes travel down his scuplted, tanned, body. He tosses a shirt at me and raises his eyebrows in a lazy smirk, "Like what you see, babe?" he says in that deep, sexy, tone he uses only for me. I smile, just a little, before going into the bathroom to change. The shirt only reached mid-thigh, I grumble and pull my hair up in a loose ponytail. I step out the bathroom and smack my head on a wall. Nope, not a wall, but Lukes chest. He brings me up to his chest and craddles me like a baby. He sits on the bed and leans against the headboard. "I love having you in my arms" he confesses, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine. I straddle his lap, the shirt riding up more. I touch his face, so hot under my touch. His eyes were intense green hues that bore into mine. I touch his cheeks, his lips, trailing my hand over his face. I drop them, sliding them down his neck to his chiseled, taut, stomach. I run my hands down his chest, kissing his mountain-like abs. He moans a little, "stop" he whispers. I look up, offended. Then I see the lust in his eyes, the want, the need. I growl and push him against the wall, smashing his lips to mine. He doesnt hesitate one bit, he kisses me back with a hunger like no other. With a passion like no other. I rake my fingers through his jet black hair, tugging it teasingly. His tongue doesnt wait for promission, but pushes my lips forcfully, making me moan in pleasure. His every touch was a spark and I was scared of starting a fire. Luke grabs my hips and grinds against me. I squel in suprise as he presses against me. I pull back, breathlessly. I look at him, his breathing was haggard and his eyes were closed. "I didn't think I could stop" he says, voice laced with so much desire I wanted to cry. He opens his green eyes and stares at me. "Do you really want to be with me, honestly? Because you can't play with me like that, I would die not having you. I need you, Riley, and I need to know now whether your in this for the long-run" he whispers, sounding so...vulnerable. Did I want this? Did I want..him? I look at his worried expression, the way my insides warm at the site of him. I remember his sweet crooked smile. I wanted him. I wanted him bad. "Yes" I say and he blows out a breath I didn't see him holding. He pushes me to him, so I'm craddled against his chest. His warm, heavenly, chest where everything just seems right. I sigh, "What are we going to do about Blake?" I whisper. "Oh, I'll handle him, love" I hear before drifting off to sleep.