Hybrid Alpha Mates

Chapter 6- Going home

Kylie POV

It's now Thursday morning, I woke up to a knock on the door. I slowly sat up yelling at the doctor to come in. She pushed through the door and smiled down at me.

"And how are we doing this morning, Miss Kylie" Doctor Aurora said with a sweet smile.

"The best I can be doc. Is it about time to discharge me?" I asked slightly nervous.

"Yes ma'am, as long as you're doing ok. I can go get the papers ready." She replied sweetly.

"Mm, ok sounds good then." I said and the doctor left to get the papers. I was trying to think about what to do, or where else I could go? Was there anywhere else safe for me to go? No, he would find me. Unfortunately for me, it looks like I'm going back to my father's house till I figure out a plan. I was interrupted from my thoughts by a deep voice.

"You have a safe place to go? I mean if not you can stay with me or my brother." He said to me with caution and worry. I was confused why he was asking this though. Did he know something? 

"Um, of course I have a safe place to go. Why wouldn't I?" I asked, frightened he knew something.

"I just wanted to make sure, you know? I'm here for you Ke, anything you need."

“I'm fine Xander. Of course I'm safe.” I told him, trying to sound reassuring.

He didn't respond after that. He just kept his head down like he was thinking. I was very nervous to be going back to my fathers house. Hopefully though, since it's Thursday I may be able to go to school tomorrow. Doctor Aurora came back in about thirty minutes later and handed me my papers. I was finally released. Me and Xander stood up and walked out of the room. My steps were fairly slow since my ribs hurt pretty bad still. The doctor told me some previously broken ribs healed wrong and I think she said a few were broken right now. Basically she told me to take it easy. I almost laughed at that, if only she knew my life. We finally got out of the pack hospital and Xander offered me a ride, which I gladly accepted. I was in no condition to walk that far and put up with what was to come. I needed all the strength i could get. We hopped in his car and drove off. The air was slightly tense but it was so relaxing to be out of the hospital. The soft music in the background was enough for us as we pulled closer to my road. I let him get tp the corner at the stop sign to say anything.

“Alright Xan, I'll walk from here.” I told him once we were stopped.

“You sure? I can pull up to your house?” He replied with a slight look of worry.

“Nope this is good. I've been in the hospital way too long and need to stretch my legs.” That sounded pretty believable, right?

“Okay” he said with a hesitant smile.

I nodded and started walking left while I heard his engine roar then fade away. I looked around to make sure he wasn't close and turned back around. I made my way left down the sidewalk. I walked about a block before I was standing on the doorsteps of my “Home” if I should even call it that. I took a few deep breaths while still debating on entering. I finally gave in knowing it was this or the streets. As soon as I stepped through the door, I knew I should have chose the streets

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“Finally decided to come back?” My father spat out with so much venom in his voice. 

“Well, it's not like I wanted to be gone that long but I also don't want to be here.” I spat back like he did. I have no idea where this amount of confidence came from, but I knew I would pay for it later. I still didn't care though.

“Well lookie what we have here. The little slut has a voice.” He said, almost with a mimicking tone but so much evil laced through it. 

“I cant be a slut if ive never had s*x father. I spat back.

“Then what have you done this whole time you have been gone!? Huh?? Little whore.”

“Well I was in the hospital asshole!” I yelled back. 

Suddenly I noticed my father began to shake. Fur started sprouting out from his skin. His nails began to turn into claws, and his teeth extended. I realized he was shifting, but a second too late.

Just as I began to back away he hunched his shoulders a little bit and lunged at me. He fully shifted mid air into his s**t colored wolf with small specks of black on him, making him look even more dirty. His fur really looked gross. Matted and an unhealthy coat of fur. I got distracted by his coat of fur and didn't realize what happened till I hit my head. I came to the conclusion that his nasty wolf jumped on me, knocking me backwards. He took his big paw and swiped it across my face. I tried fighting him and backing away but he kept clawing at me. Blood was seeping out of me. It was spilling from my face, arms,legs, stomach, everywhere! It hurts to move. The mud brown wolf's eyes above me started to flicker back to his normal brown eye color and he finally got off me. He backed away and started to shift back. Once again, Rey, my father, stood in front of me. Unfortunately for my poor eyes he stood but naked. I quickly shut them, not wanting to see..all.. that.  After only a few seconds I heard him snicker, then his footsteps got closer. What he did next made my eyes shoot open. He poured some wolfsbane onto my stomach and I screamed from all the pain, from the burning. You could hear my skin being attacked from this chemical. My father evilly laughed as he said,

“Serves you right b***h! Maybe this will teach you a lesson!” He said while I heard his footsteps fade away, along with the light. I welcomed the well known darkness to  surround me.

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The well known sound of an alarm clock woke me up. I realized it was now Friday morning and I could go to school. I was still laying on the cold hardwood floor by the front door, so I slowly got up. After successfully standing up I walked to my room. I had plenty of time so I took a quick shower. I needed all this dried blood off of me. I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. While the steam started to fill the air I looked into the mirror. Looking at my clothes you could see all the rips in them. My clothes were very torn. I got them off as fast as I could, not wanting to be reminded of why they were there. I winced a little from the fast movements but realized they don't hurt no where near as much as they should be. That actually made me smile. I'm not too sure why, but my wounds were healing alot faster than usual.

 I jumped into the shower and started to clean my body the best I could. I was still in some pain. After I was all clean I got out of the shower and put on my clothes. Today I needed a long sleeve to make sure my arms stay covered. So I went with the usual, black long-sleeve, black high waisted jeans, and my signature finishing touch, my lovely black leather jacket. I put on some foundation that best matched my skin and carefully applied it to my face where the large scratch marks are. I added a small amount of slightly lighter concealer right on the scratch marks to cover the dark area it created. Once that was done I made quick work of my dad's breakfast.

 Today I just made up some waffles and stacked them on the plate. I drenched them in butter, because that what he likes. Finishing off with a few eggs, and left it like that. I didn't care if he wanted anything else, or if it got cold. I put on my black shoes and quickly threw on my black backpack and headed out the door. I got to the school as fast as I could. Luckily I got an early start so I could still go and grab some breakfast for myself. I make my way into the cafeteria and grab a blueberry muffin and some milk. I sat down in the back of the room to eat my breakfast. I practically inhaled it then made my way to my locker. Just as I was finishing up grabbing my books, the bell rings. I make my way to my first period. Math. It's also one of my favorite classes. I make my way into class with my head kinda down. I was alittle nervous to go back since I've missed so much. I slowly enter the room while the teacher greets me.

“Have you been okay? You have missed alot of school..whats going on?” the teacher questions. 

“Yes I am fine. I just wasn't feeling well for a bit. Sorry I missed so much school.” I said to the teacher, trying to calm her a bit.

“It's okay dear, as long as you're fine.” she said with a kind smile.

  With that the conversation ended and I took my seat. As per usual I chose to take my seat to the farthest back right corner of the classroom. I slowly got out my books and pencils and place them on my desk ready to start the day. From there on out the day one by like usual.  Soon enough it was lunch time.  I quickly made my way to my locker to put away my things then I headed straight for the cafeteria. I got line , got my food and sat down.  We had some small talk for a bit before Xander brought something to my attention.  " Hey Ke have something to tell you.  You know how your birthday is tomorrow right ? Well we're throwing you a birthday party tonight, right after school.  So basically you can go home and change, and then right after that it's party time." 

 Honestly I had totally forgotten about my birthday, but now  I get to look forward to getting my wolf .I shift at midnight tonight so my birthday is technically tomorrow. 

“Aw. Thanks for planning that. I'm excited. You really are a good friend Xan.” I replied. 

“No problem. I can pick you up around four.” He asked, while I nodded.

The bell rang so I made my way back to my locker, grabbed my books and went to my next class. To finish out my day I went to science, art, social studies, and finally, the grand finale, my favorite class, warrior training. I love to end my day with that class. It makes me feel strong, empowered, and confident. The only problem I have is when it affects my current wounds. 

So at the moment I am somewhat limping home from today's workout. It was a great session though, till I got kicked in the ribs. Finally I make it back to my house in about twenty minutes. That gives me exactly forty minutes. Time to get ready for my party...