Diary of a True Alpha

by C Y Jones

  Putting on the stupid outfit, I take a deep breath before stepping into the bathroom. Axil is lying on the bed on his elbows and his eyes light up with lust when he sees me. Slowly, his eyes travel a path down my body and I swear his dick jumps when he gets to my feet. Interesting. The freak probably has a weird foot fetish and gets off by sucking toes.

  “So beautiful,” he murmurs when he moves his gaze back up and zeros in on my chest. “You’re much smaller up top than I would like, but your ass more than makes up for it. I can’t wait to see that bubble butt of yours bounce when I hit it from the back.”

  “You’re not touching me,” I say in disgust.

  “That’s where you’re wrong, little wolf. I’ll be touching a whole lot of you tonight. Now come on. The pack is excited to meet you,” he says. Giving me no choice, he grabs my arm and pulls me away with him.

  For the next hour, Axil pulls me around his pack, showing me off like a prized pony. I hated every second of it and wanted to kick him in his nuts every time his hand would wander to my arse. It’s clear to see the men in this pack hold no respect for the female wolves here. When they were introduced to me they didn’t bother to hide their leering gazes, even the ones with their mates by their side. All the females here walked a foot behind their mates with their head lowered. They had visible bruises on their body, and some were so thin, I wouldn’t be surprised if a stiff wind broke their bones apart. The ones without mates although a little freer, also lowered their gaze to the ground when the men spoke and were dressed like sluts. Apparently, showing skin is a trend here among the females. I also ran into a couple more humans all dressed in the same slutty maid uniform as Lala.

  When the tour is over, Axil leads me to the dining room where he has me dine with his five Betas. Like Hulk, they were all big beefy guys. Only two of them have mates, Jax who’s with a pretty redhead name Sophie and Robert who was just mated to Rachel a beautiful, leggy blonde. Looking at these men, I could see why this pack was so formable. Beside the lack of care for their females, the males here lived like Gods. They all looked dangerous and weren’t the types you want to run into alone at night. Another beautiful blonde was also dining with us. With polished porcelain skin, long blonde hair, and bright ocean blue eyes she looked like a Barbie doll. A promiscuous doll who was very into Axil. She sat close beside him, and looked for any excuse to touch him. If I cared for him, I would be jealous like I was with Kassie and the twins, but I couldn’t care less that she had it bad for the psycho. I learned her name was Toya and she’s Rachel’s younger sister, which is the only reason why she’s dining with us and has a room here. To bad her efforts to charm Axil were futile. Each time she would flirt with him, he'd easily dismiss her like she’s nothing. It’s quite a shame actually, since she’s just his type. Beautiful with big boobs.

  “That’s quite the ring,” Rachel says, breaking me out my thoughts. At the mention of my ring, Toya gives her sister a nasty look which she ignores.

  “Thank you,” I mutter just to be polite. It’s not her fault her Alpha is a wolfnapping dick.

  “And those shoes are to die for,” Sophie gushes. “Are they the limited edition black diamonds Christian Louboutins?”

  “Yes,” I shrug.

  “Only the best for my mate,” Axil chirps in.

  “Too bad your mate isn’t the best. She’s so common,” Toya sneers, which clearly was the wrong thing to say judging by the look on Axil’s face.

  “She’s perfect. Unlike the piece of trash you are,” Axil roars, and grabs Toya by the neck and flings her into the wall behind us. The drywall cracks on impact, and she slides unceremoniously to the floor.

  “Toya,” her sister screams, intending to rush by her side, but her mate grabs her arm, stopping her with a shake of his head.

  Wiping his mouth, Axil throws his napkin down and stalks over to the beautiful blonde’s slumped body. Kneeling down until they’re eye level he says with a menacing voice, “you are no longer welcome here in this house or this pack. You have until tomorrow to pack your shit and leave.”

  With that statement, Axil sits back in his seat, and the dinner continues on like nothing happened.

  After that little show, I’m no longer hungry, but I’m forced to sit here for another twenty minutes moving food around my plate before Axil is finished. Poor Rachel looks like she wanted to cry the whole time, but she keeps her tears held in. I’m sure she was just dying to help her sister, but now she has to go on like she doesn’t exist. Pack rules, she can no longer have anymore contact with her, blood or not. When her mate is done with his meal, he bids us goodbye and harshly pulls her from her seat. I watch them as they leave, while they all leave actually. Their company was a good distraction. It kept me from thinking about Axil’s threats from earlier, and what I would do to him if he tried to touch me.

  “Come mate, it’s time for bed,” he whispers in my ear and I shiver.

  Not giving me a choice, he drags me up the stairs much like he’s been doing all day. When we get to his bedroom, he tosses me on the bed and I bounce on the mattress. Standing in front of me, Axil strips slowly out his clothes like he’s giving me my own personal show.

  “Take your clothes off,” he orders in a husky voice, and immediately I start shaking. “Aspen,” he growls, cocking his brow.

  “No,” I answer.

  “No,” he repeats. If looks could kill I would be dead right about now. Axil’s anger is evident by the way he’s staring me down. This is my body. I am a True Alpha, and no matter the situation, I will never willingly give myself over to someone I don’t love.

  “I want you to think very carefully about your actions, little wolf, or be prepared for the consequences,” he growls out through clenched teeth. “Take-off-your-damn-clothes,” he says slowly.

  “No,” I growl, staring him eye to eye, his gunmetal grey to my greenish gold. Neither prepared to waiver.

  Just like in my father’s office, he moves quicker than normally possible and grabs me, ripping my top to pieces. The skirt and thong quickly follow, and he holds me down on the bed with his heavy weight on top of me. His huge cock rubs against my naked skin just an inch away from my pussy. His grip on my arms is painful, and I’m sure he’ll leave behind bruises in the shape of his fingers. Bucking my body, I try to flip him off me, but he’s so much bigger and stronger than me. His hard body is packed with muscles, rendering my efforts useless. As if my fighting turns him on, he groans appreciatively and lowers his mouth to my breast, taking my nipple into his warm mouth. Trying harder to push him off only makes his grip on me tighten, and he bites down on my nipple, making me scream.

  “Please Axil, let me go,” I cry out, and in answer he moves his mouth to my other nipple, sucking hard.

  “I love it when you beg. It makes me hard as fuck,” he replies after he releases my tit with a pop. Moving his hand to my head, he grabs my hair tightly and angles his mouth to mine, devouring me. Letting him think I’ve given up, I kiss him back, and he moans in my mouth as his other hand circles around my waist and squeezes my arse. When he lifts his body positioning himself so his cock can enter me, I make my move and knee him as hard as I can in his nuts.

  “Fuck,” he roars, moving his hands to his junk, making an opening for me to run. Scrambling to my feet, I run to the stairs until I get to the wall and pound hard on it with closed fists. Even with my shifter strength, I don’t make a dent. It’s like its made from steal and my effort falls flat no matter how hard I pound on it. Heating my hands I use my fire, but the wall won’t burn.

  “It’s fireproof,” Axil says calmly behind. Too calmly. When I turn, I expect to see anger, but what I see is so much worse. He has a smug look on his face. One that says he has already won. “Do you want to know why you’re perfect for me, little wolf?” He asks.

  Instead of answering, I throw a fireball at him, and he blocks it with a shield.

  “You’re perfect for me, little wolf, because you’re strong. You are not submissive,
and you will fight me, challenge me every step of the way. You will not break easy, and that, little wolf, is what intrigues me. I love a challenge, and you, my love, are a work of art.”

  “I wasn’t made for you,” I spit out, throwing another fireball, and just like before, he easily shields it. He must have special abilities as well as his strength. That is how he can move so fucking fast in human form. Desperate now, I shift into my wolf form and lunge for his neck. With his ability, he moves out the way quickly, but I still catch him in his bicep, and I bite down hard in an attempt to rip his arm off. The arsehole must have a high tolerance for pain, because instead of screaming in agony, he laughs and uses his other hand to grab me by the scruff of my neck and shakes me off of him. Snarling with my teeth snapping at his body, I try to shake free, but the wanker holds me by my neck with inhuman strength, and stalks with me back up the steps, through his suite of rooms, and into his office where he opens the cage and throws me inside.

  “Maybe after a couple of days you’ll come to your senses,” he says before locking me in and turning away.

  When I’m sure he’s gone, I shift back. My body hurts. I’m covered in bruises from head to toe. The taste of his blood is still in my mouth, and I spit it out into a silver dog bowl left in the cage. Shifting my body, I only have enough room to sit cross legged. It’s very cramped in here, making me and my wolf uncomfortable. We don’t like tight spaces or cages. Heating my hands, I try to melt the bars, but just like the wall, it does no good. I want to cry, but I won’t. I will never feel sorry for myself, for fighting for what’s right. Panicking, I think about my mates and what Axil threatened. Opening my link to them, I leave them with a message before I snap it close again. Run.

  10

  Ethan

  Laying on Aspen’s bed, a terrible pain hits me instantly and I cry out in pain. Taking both my hands I squeeze my head, but it does no good to hold back the fear that assaults my body. Run, Aspen’s voice rings in my head, and just as quickly as it came, the pain and her voice is gone.

  “Are you ok?” Trevors asks, running into the room like he’s prepared to fight an army.

  “I don’t know,” I answer still reeling over what just happened. I have no clue what that was. What I do know is Aspen is in danger. That was her fear, her pain. What is that monster doing to her? My baby is tough and only one thing would scare her like that, and neither my wolf nor I want to think about that psycho touching her against her will.

  “It's Aspen, she’s in trouble,” I mutter.

  “You can feel her bond from this far away?” Trevor asks shocked.

  “It was intense, but yeah I can. She’s opened our channel just for a second before closing the connection again.”

  “There's nothing you can do for her alone. Not against Axil Bloodmoon and his pack. You’ll be better off escaping and running back to your pack for help.”

  “I’m not going to leave her.”

  Trevor doesn’t say anything else. Instead he gives me a look of pity and goes for the door. I don’t need his pity. I’m not crazy. I will not leave Aspen behind. Never again. Tomorrow I will figure out a way to get a message out to the others. Holding onto the bond I lie back down, sending her comforting thoughts as I fall asleep.

  Turns out I didn’t have to figure out a way to get a message out to the others because they got one to me. I was walking around the massive structure of Aspen’s old home reminiscing back on our childhood when we use to play in here when I passed one of the fireplaces in an unused rooms and it lights up suddenly all on its own. I wouldn’t have thought that was suspicious if I didn’t already know that particular fireplace is a wood burning one and not electric, so it’s impossible for it to be set on a timer, and the flames didn’t burn red but bright pink like April’s hair. Stepping closer, I peer into the flames and suddenly her face appears.

  “What the fuck?” I cry, stepping back.

  “Happy to see you too, snowflake,” she says sarcastically.

  “Snowflake?” I reply, raising my brow

  “Yeah, aren’t you and your brother’s wolves all white? I could give you a badass nickname like Ghost off Game of Thrones, but you haven’t earned that yet.”

  “Is there a reason behind this little magic show?” I huff exasperated. Her randomness was already making me forget all I need to tell them.

  “Yes, we've come up with a plan to get Aspen away from there, but you’re going to have to switch places with your brother since it’s quite lengthy and complicated. Also other outlining factors are in play.”

  Trade places? Other factors? What kooky dooks plan have they come up with, and what are these other complications?

  “I can see the confusion on your face, snowflake.”

  “What complications, and how the fuck do you expect me to trade out with my brother? I’m not exactly a wanted guest here.”

  “Don’t worry, we have that covered. Just have your white fluffy ass in the woods by the lake in an hour,” is all she says before the pink flames extinguish and I’m just staring at black smoke.

  “Did someone light the fireplace?” Trevor asks, walking in.

  “No. Hey, you might need to warn your mate to be ready to leave sooner than expected,” I tell him as I try to figure out what the hell is going on. I didn’t even get the chance to tell them about Aspen, but I’m sure Mekka and my brother felt the same thing I did and received the same message.

  “Why? What’s going on?” He asks frantically.

  “I don’t know all the details, but I think it’ll be wise to get your mate out of here, especially with what you said about the missing wolves,” I tell him. I have no clue what extra complications April was talking about, but I’m willing to bet it has something to do with Aspen’s father's connection with the wolves going missing in his pack.

  “Ok when?” He asks.

  “She needs to be ready to leave in thirty minutes. Have her only take what she can carry in wolf form.”

  His eyes grow wide, but he nods and runs off to do what I ask. I hope I’m not putting them in even more danger. I don’t want his or his mate’s blood on my paws.

  Thirty minutes later we meet up in the woods with a pretty woman with shoulder length auburn hair which was layered with blonde highlights and the biggest, most unusual green-blue eyes I have ever seen.

  “Hi,” she says tentatively. She’s wearing a bright green sundress that flares out at her hips, but I can still see the outline of a small baby bump. The reason why Trevor is willing to risk everything to get her out of here no doubt.

  “Hi,” I reply back, taking her hand and shaking it. She’s scared, but you could still see the resolve on her face.

  “I wanted to thank you. Ever since finding out--,” she cuts off, but I already know what she was going to say.

  “The pups,” I fill in, looking pointedly at her stomach.

  “Yes,” she continues, “with everything going on, I don’t feel safe having them here.”

  I don’t blame her for being scared or for not wanting to have her pups in this pack. It's an Alpha’s job to look after their people, not put them in danger, or not do anything when they need their help.

  “Don’t thank me just yet. We’re not out of here yet,” I tell her honestly. Understanding, she nods and I turn to Trevor.

  “Are you sure you’re ok with your pregnant mate leaving you behind? Since you work in the main house your disappearance will be noted faster than hers, and if they were to find out she’s missing, it won't be good for you,” I question. I want to make sure they are both clear on what they’re getting into.

  “Yes, I’ll do anything as long as she’s safe. Even if it costs my life.”

  “Alright,” I agree. “We need to shift, and make it to the lake to meet my brother.”

  Trevor takes the small pack from his mate and sets it on the ground before shifting and she quickly follows after she removes her dress and tucks it inside the pack. Taking a look around to make sure we�
�re still alone, I also shift and my wolf sniffs the air. I can faintly pick up Logan’s scent, and I take off towards it. Within minutes, the edges of the glittering lake comes into focus and my wolf slows it’s pace as he sniffs around. A rustling sound catches our attention, but I don’t see anything when I look in that direction. On edge I go check out the threat, but I don’t see anything, but the scent of my brother is really strong almost like he’s right here next to me. Suddenly, his laughter fills my ears and both my wolf and I growl. In a blink of an eye, Logan appears like he came out of thin air, holding on to an old looking brown robe.

  “Did I scare you brother?” He says in greeting.

  “Logan, WTF,” I growl once I changed back into human form.

  “You’re a twin,” Trevor says dryly as he comes up behind me with his mate in tow.

  “Yes, identical. This is my brother Logan, Logan this is Trevor and his mate Kimberly. Trevor has been looking out for me and Aspen while we’ve been here.”

  “Nice to meet you two. Where’s Aspen?” He asks, looking around me like she’ll pop out of mid-air like he did. Speaking of, how the fuck did he do that?

  “She’s not here. Her father had her sent off with Axil Bloodmoon,” I answer.

  “So that’s why he was here,” he mutters. His eyes growing hard. No need for me to explain who Axil is. He already knows and what he’s capable of.

  “She’s suppose to be brought back some time today. Are you going to tell me what’s going on and how the fuck you just popped here out of no where?” I ask, folding my arms. I don’t like just being out here in the open and both me and my wolf are on edge.

  “Some magic cloak she procured,” he answers, tilting his head to the brown robe in his arms.

  “Like some Harry Potter invisible cloak shit,” I say incredulously.