The Alphas human mate

Chapter 1

My name is Isadora Smith. I know, Smith is the most common fake last name everywhere, but with me, it's actually true. I'm a 17-year-old girl from Great Britain. My mother met this guy, David, when she changed jobs, and she adore him. My mother got a job as a secretary in some secluded town deep in the woods, and it's so weird here.

They gave me a curfew when we first moved here. "Be inside by eight, not a minute later for your own safety, and you are never to leave the house during the full moon." I roll my eyes. It's seriously unfair. But, I tried complaining to David about it, and he just shrugged and agreed with the rule. I had to start school three days after we moved here, and well... It's never fun being the new kid. The popular girls, Ellie (18) Jenny (17) and Kelsey (17) are also the mean girls. Ellie is the daughter of the one everyone calls Alpha. I have no idea why. It's so weird... But he's also the leader of this place, so I figured this has to be some kind of cult.

The last bell rings, and I start packing my bags. I have to walk home as usual. It takes me forty minutes if I walk fast. I pull the bag over my shoulder and stand up, only to be shoved back down by Ellie. She looks at her hand in disgust, like she just put her hand in something nasty. "Ew, I touched the new girl! Oh, god, I have to wash my hand." Ellie scowls at me, as if it was my fault that she decided to shove me. Jenny and Kelsey start laughing like she had just told them the funniest joke ever, and I wait for them to leave before standing back up.

I get to my locker when my bag is ripped from my hands and passed around from student to student as they laugh and starts ripping it. They laugh and make fun of me, calling me a b***h and a wanna-be. Some even call me a dyke as they shove me into my locker. That is a courtesy of Mark, Ellie's boyfriend. When I didn't want his hand shoved between my legs, he spat at me, told me no one says no to him, and spread a rumor that I was gay. Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against it. My best friend is bi, and we may or may not have explored with each other, but I don't swing that way other than for fun. I scream in my head not to let them see that I'm hurt. That they don't see me as vulnerable.

When my bag is shredded beyond repair and my books are ruined, they finally give me my bag back. Some kid named Parker grins as he shoves it into my hands. "Take this as a hint to go back to where you came from, dyke. No one wants you here." I don't answer, I just gather my ruined books and put them in my locker. I practically run out of the building and start the walk home. I hear a car behind me and turn around, seeing Mark behind the wheel of a silver Mercedes with Ellie, Jenny and Kelsey in the back, sniggering when they see me. I step out of the road, standing in the ditch. Mark have tried to run me over before. He pulls up next to me, and Ellie stretches over him, making a point of placing a hand possessively on his thigh as she grins. "Is the little b***h having to walk all the way home through the scary woods? You never know what lurks in there." They drive off laughing, and I stare confused at them, having absolutely no f*****g clue what they're talking about. I start on the trail heading home, and groan, knowing that there is a thirty-minute walk to my house from here.

I mumble to myself, cursing that I don't have a car and start cursing when it starts to rain, again. A twig breaks behind me, followed by a loud growl. I spin around, standing face to face with a pair of huge wolves. One brown with a yellow and green eye, and one silver and brown. Both are baring their teeth, and I just freak. I spin around and start running as fast as I can towards my house, screaming. I know I can't outrun them, but it's fight or flight, and I definitely can't fight two ginormous wolves. I fly through the air as one of them slams into me, and one of them hits me with a paw, tearing my jeans open, making me gasp in pain as blood starts to trickle down my thigh. The wolves circle me, and I see one of them being hard... Oh, god no! What the hell is going on? I start backing up, trying to cover myself, but the other wolf places a paw on my shoulder, grounding me. I close my eyes as tears start falling. One of the wolves, the brown, I believe, rips my pants off the rest of the way, leaving only some shreds of the denim behind before moving higher. I whimper in fear as he rips my underwear off. I feel him above me, feel how his c**k is positioning itself at my virgin entrance, and I begin to cry. "Please don't! I don't want this!" But they're wolves... they don't speak human. The wolf finds the angle it wants, and I feel my walls stretching painfully. I scream, and the other wolf uses his own c**k to shut me up, pushing it into my mouth, making me gag. I scream around the throbbing member as the other wolf efficiently penetrates me. Tears stream down my face as the pain is crashing through me. When the brown wolf breaks my hymen, he doesn't hold back anymore. He starts to violently pound into me, and the wolf with his c**k inside me, matches the other's rhythm, making me gag around him. I pray to everything that exists for them to soon be done with me, and suddenly they are. They pull away from me, leaving me there, bleeding and abused. I manage to scramble to my feet, get some of the strips of clothing around my body to hide something and start limping home, crying for my mom when I know she can hear me, and pass out when she comes running out of the house.