Hybrid Alpha Mates

Kylie POV: I woke up to my alarm 4:30 in the morning. I had to get up to clean the house or my father would be upset. so I got up and put on my old clothes and made my way through the house cleaning room by room. I finally made my way to the kitchen to make my dad breakfast.  I have to make him food everyday and most of the time I don't get anything. I made toast, eggs, bacon, and pancakes for him with a glass of orange juice. I tired to take a piece of toast but my father had walked in while I raised it to my mouth. In a flash he was right in front of me taking the toast and slapping me across the face. I held back the tears that threaten to fall as my face stung from the hit I just received.      "KYLIE DID I GIVE YOU THAT FOOD OR ARE YOU JUST STEALING IT FROM MY HOUSE" my father spoke.                'steal it? I live with him! I'm his daughter! how did I steal it?' I thought to myself. annoyed at the fact my own father would speak to me this way. But nun the less I replied so he doesn't hit me again this morning. "No sir. I'm sorry I was just very hungry, I haven't eaten yet." As I said that to him I lowered my head. he preferred when I was submissive. I don't know why it was so hard for me to do it but it was and has always been that way. I wasn't in the mood to be hit again, I didn't want to cover it up. I gave him his food and went to my room to finish getting ready for school. It was 6:15 when I got to my room. I changed into my black jeans and black T-shirt then I put on my black leather jacket. I went into my bathroom and  winced when I looked at myself. I wouldn't hate my image if it wasn't for all scars and markings. But until I got my wolf they probably wont heal all the way. So as of right now the only thing i liked about myself was my eyes. they were a dark emerald green. I loved the way they looked. My skin was slightly tan but from the hitting, lack of sleep, and lack of nutrition my skin was looking a little pale right now. My hair goes to my mid to lower back it dark brown and very straight. I brushed my hair then brushed my teeth and then applied my makeup to my face. I had to put makeup on so nobody could see the marks on my skin. I winced as I applied the makeup to the fresh wound on my face. Once I was done I went back to my room and put on my black sneakers and grabbed my backpack. And yes you guessed it, its black as well. I know you're probably thinking that a lot of black, but that what I like. Black is how I describe my life, how I feel. As I walk out of my room I look at the time, its 7:00 and that gives me plenty of time to walk to school. My dad doesn't let me ride the bus to school, but I don't really mind, the walk is nice and I'm alone I don't have to deal with people. The walk to school is about 6 miles. As I'm walking to school I look at the scenery and watch as the cars pass by in a blur. I make it to school with about five minutes to spare. I put my stuff away and grab what I need for my first class. As I'm finishing up a girl walks up to me. Meet Bailey, she's not exactly my friend but she is the only person I talk to.       "Hey stranger, your birthday is coming up" she tells me.  "we should plan a party for your big 18th birthday" she continues. I turn and look at her with big eyes. 'party? Party means my dad will for sure kill me' I thought. I quickly recover my expression and relax and tell her, "I don't want a party. What's the big deal anyway? Its just a birthday." Once I said that she looked at me as if I grew two heads.  "Its not a big deal? Firstly its your 18th birthday its a big deal, and second you can find your mate when you turn 18." she whispered to me since we don't want humans to hear. "Bailey you know I don't like to be around people. I don't want a party. Ok?" I said. "Fine" she grumbled. "Thank You." After that it was time to get to class so I made my way down the hall and made a right to go to my math class. I walked through the door to my class and made my way to the back of the class room and sat in the very last row. I got out my notebook and pencil and started doodling till the teacher came in and started the lesson. After that the day was going by pretty quickly math ended then I had language arts, science and that's where I am now science just ended and I'm walking to lunch.  I'm walking with the big crowd  making my way through, till I see the cafeteria doors. I walk through the entrance doors and make my way to stand in the line. As I'm waiting for my food I try and spot a place to sit in the back by the doors. I turn back and look at the back in front of me..I cant wait to eat, I'm starving this is the only guaranteed meal I get. the food is pretty terrible but its something to eat so I wont complain. The line moves up and I get my food. I take me and my tray to the table farthest back and closest to the door. I sit down and eat my food in silence. I practically inhaled my food I was so hungry so I didn't need the full 25 minutes to eat. Once I finished my food I got up threw away my tray and sat back down till the bell rings. As soon as the bell rings I stand up and walk out as quickly as I can. Now that lunch is over I quickly head to my locker grab my stuff and get to my next class. Art! Yay! This is the one class I actually enjoy. You see I don't see my self as crafty but I love to sketch. So I signed up for an art class that focuses on sketching. Making my way down the hall I actually found myself slightly smiling. Unfortunately my one happy moment was shortly lived.     "Hey Kyle" The queen B b!tch said.  'ugh not again. I don't want to deal with her today!' I thought to myself.   "Mmm its Kylie" I replied with a hint of sass.   She looked at me a little taken back that I would talk to HER like that. Though she quickly recovered with a smirk and replied......"Oh, really? Well I couldn't tell..since to me it look like your wearing boy clothes."            'Really boy clothes? these are literally woman's clothes.' I said in my head. But here's what I told her.." I mean I knew you were only a girl but I still thought you could tell these are woman's. Also not every girl dresses like a slut here. Like I know that you are one but still." I smirked saying that.                                         "I AM NOT A SLUT! And These Are Perfectly Good Clothes!" she said smirking as well.                                       Oh that just makes my day.   "Ya you're Right they are perfectly good clothes.......For a slut."    Oh the look on her face was priceless!! "UUUGH.. you are so annoying!" and with that she walk up to me, grabbed a hand full of hair and smashed my head into the wall. I started to feel dizzy and lightheaded, my vision was slowly fading and I hit the floor. Someone near by saw that and ran over to me. He kept asking questions  but I couldn't understand them all. I think I heard something like OMG, can you hear me, Are you ok, I'm going to take you to the nurse. by the time he said that it, A minute or so had passed and I was finally coming back to my senses, and when I heard him say the nurse my eyes went wide and I sat straight up. I cant go to the nurse. She could see all my markings and bruises if she looks to closely. so I told him " No No I'm fine." He just kind of looked at me for a second. "No you're not fine you just hit your head and fell to the floor and couldn't respond, So no you need to see a nurse." Just after he said that he flagged someone down and told them to get the nurse. After he said that I kind of started panicking trying to reassure him that I'm fine and leave but he said I'm not and HE PINNED ME DOWN! 'No No No No she cant come and see me.' I said over and over again in my head. At this point all my built up emotions started to show. Finally the nurse showed up and started tending to me asking me questions. I told her I'm fine everything is fine. Luckily she was a wolf so she would understand more but she knew I didn't have mine yet so I wont heal as fast. She told me to follow her finger tell her how many fingers I saw and checked the back of my head. I didn't even feel the pain anymore since I was so freaked out. she said it didn't need stiches but I need to watch it and take it easy and not hit my head again. I just nodded my head and saw her starring at my face a little to long and asked if I could go. She was reluctant but agreed and told me to be careful. Finally she was away from me, I took a breath of relief. That took about half my class. I walked through the doors and told the teacher I was with the nurse and sat down next to the wall in the back of the class but closer to the teacher. I got out my sketch book and  my pencil set and tried to catch up with what was going on. that class ended quickly and it went onto free period. that my last "class" of the day at this point you can go home, study, or do whatever. So I had about 2 hours for this free period and used 30 minutes to do my homework in the library and then made my way out of school and to the pack gym. Nobody goes there at this time so nobody will see me here. Good. I walked in an put my stuff down and walked over to the punching bag and got lost in my own world beating the s**t out of the bag. this always makes me feel so much better. I have never fought another wolf since I don't see any around the pack. But that is only because I'm not allowed to. I don't live in the pack house. we have houses outside of the packhouse for family's. so when we came to this pack my dad requested a little home to ourselves. I actually have never met any wolf from the packhouse, unless they go to the school but I still don't talk to anyone except for Bailey. It was about 10 minutes till 3 o'clock so I grabbed my bag and walked out the door and made my way back to my father. I actually felt pretty good despite my cuts and bruises. Plus I just bruised up my knuckles from punching. But I love working out its my outlet so it makes me feel better also I got all my homework done so it really has been a pretty good day. I was almost home just dreading walking through those doors again. I really wish I could just run away but I don't have enough strength for that plus I'm worried he would find me and kill me. If I run away I need to plan a little more, I don't even know where I would go. Finally I make it to my house and hesitate to open my door but atlas I do. And I wish I hadn't....          My father yells at me and I tear up as soon as his hand makes contact with my face. " KYLIE ANN! DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU HAVE DONE!?" At this point I don't know exactly what's going on but I know it isn't good. "No Sir" I say. BOOM! I take another blow from my father. "THE SCHOOL CALLED ME TODAY!" My face paled and my panic set in. "EVEN THE ALPHA CALLED ME TODAY! My stomach drops and I'm almost shacking, I don't know what this means for me, but it isn't good. "I'm sorry sir. I wasn't aware I did something." PUNCH! I'm trying my best not to cry but a few stray tears slip and fall from my eyes. "WANSNT AWARE!? THE SCHOOL CALLED AND SAID THAT YOU HIT YOUR HEAD AND THE NURSE WAS CONCERED FOR YOUR HEAD AND SAW SOME BRUISES AND GOT WORRIED AND TOLD ME SHE THINK SOMEONE IS HITTING YOUU!! KICK! I started to get nauseous I wasn't sure if I would make it out of this alive. 'AND THE ALPHA SAID THAT HE WAS WATCHING THE CAMERAS TODAY AND SAW YOU GO TO THE GYM! HE TOLD ME YOU HAVE BEEN GOING FOR AWHILE NOW AND WANTS YOU ON THE TEAM! HE SAID YOU WERE A GOOD FIGHTER!! ARE YOU TRYING TO RUN FROM ME OR FIGHT BACK BECAUSE ILL WIN!!!"  "No sir" I replied, my voice laced with fear. "THEN WHY TRAIN!?" "I don't know sir" KICK! PUNCH! SLAP! PUNCH SLAP PUNCH KICK PUNCH KICK SLAP! At this point I'm full on crying I cant hold back the tears that fall from my eyes. My whole body aches and burns from the hits I'm receiving. He picked me up and drug me down stairs. once we got to my room the basement he threw me, I hit my head and I just cried while feeling dizzy. He grabbed a chair and some other things placed them down then he picked me up again and sat me in the chair. I started fighting back scared what was to come next. He punched me in my gut and tied me down to the chair. I screamed I was scared and in pain. He shut me and by gagging me with a washcloth. What he did next will always haunt me. He grabbed a knife and stalked towards me like his pray. My eyes bulged when I realized it was silver. He walked up to me and whispered "We have to move now" I barely registered the words as I was in and out of consciousness but those words I heard. And I dreaded them. Once he finished saying that he took the silver knife and started to cut my stomach. I screamed the best I could but the gag prevented me from doing so very well. at first it only burned where the knife cut me but soon enough the hot burning feeling spread through my whole body. It made me weaker, but not as weak as it should have. However with the state I'm in right now it didn't take long for my eyes to droop closed and I passed out from the feeling of pain. And I knew when I woke up it wouldn't be good.