Surviving the alphas

***present day*** I peer my eyes hiding behind my bangs that hung low covering half of my face up from the computer screen as I watch everyone dismiss themselves from the offices and cubicles into my lobby area out the door. As everyone left because the work day came to an end I lift my head up and give everyone passing by a soft smile. “Y’all have a good weekend!” I say out loud to them, some nod their heads at me acknowledging my existence. While others just ignored me. Nothing new there. I got judgemental and sour looks from some of the women passing by as if they were too good to be breathing the same air as me. I rolled my eyes at them and went back to typing away on my computer. Clicky-clack-clicky-clack. ‘Sheeese what’s their problem’ a little voice in my head spoke softly. I furrowed my brows and nodded in agreement with the little voice inner thoughts. Then it hit me, I smelled it, the succulent scent of honey and mahogany. It made me feel weak and turns my brain to mush and a tingling sensation down my spine. I look down the hall to the left from my desk and saw him. ‘Mmm isn’t he a snack’ the voice said and I thought in unison. As I watched the tall handsome man walk towards my desk placing files near my keyboard. He didn’t bother making eye contact with me as he was talking to his VP Kade Stone. Who then looked me in the eye for a second before continuing his conversation with the boss. ‘I’d like them both to take a turn on me’ the voice whispered and my face bright red immediately. Shut up shut up shut up, I thought to myself. The boss took notice right then and there while I ducked my head down to avoid eye contact with him immediately as if he could read my thoughts. What the actual f**k is wrong with me! They are my superiors. ‘Nothing is wrong with you, you dumb broken bimbo. You just wished to be abused by those gnarly men there that’s all’ said the soft voice in my head. Ughhhh I need to talk to my brother about my medication dosages, the voice in my head is overwhelming, I thought to myself. Reaching for my yeti cup filled with my tea I take a sip. Buzz. buzz. I heard my phone vibrate on my desk causing me to look down at my screen. Creedence: I need my little toy Gulp. ‘f**k, he’s drunk.’ Dread washed over me as I didn’t want the work day to be over all of a sudden. “Ahem”, it was Kade who was hovering over me for who knows how long. I was startled a bit not knowing what to say setting my phone down off to the side. How long was he standing there? His intense Blue eyes burrowed deep into my soul. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I meet his gaze with my one eye hiding behind my bangs not bothering to brush the hair away from my face. I didn’t like people looking at my face and often I’d get judgemental looks because I had two different eye colors. Even the man I called father warned me of others seeing my eyes. So to keep the illusion one having the same colored eyes I always covered my left grey eye with my bangs leaving my one brown eye for everyone to see. “Y-Yes Mr. Stone, how can I assist you?” I smiled warmly while I soaked in him handsomeness noticing that our boss had already left us alone in the lobby. I must have zoned out their entire conversation, which was good I didn’t need to be ease dropping on my bosses anyways I wasn’t that kind of person to begin with. “We are having a party this weekend at our country club. You should drop by.” He said in a cheerful deep tone. “Oh, I-lm not much for parties sir.” I rebuttaled politely. I didn’t even know we had a country club to be honest. “But I insist, the whole pac— I mean office is gonna be there along with our allies. Gotta have the face of our company there as well.” He said with a warm smile. “I wouldn’t call myself the face of the company” I blushed and turned my head away. “Oh but you’re the first face anyone sees coming into this building, you represent the company in a bigger way than you could imagine. So in a nutshell you are”. “Oh…never thought of it that way I guess.” He was right in a way though being the face of a single company that was a bit much in my opinion, shouldn’t it be our boss not me? I wasn’t sure if Creedence would even let me go out. He was always strict about me going out with others. “May I bring a plus one perhaps? If I’m able to go.” I tried to sound more cheerful than timid. “I don’t see why not, you should have an email about the event and its whereabouts. We hope to see you there.” he smiled glistening his white teeth at me tapping his fingers on my desk before departing. I nod at him. ….. I walk to the back of the parking lot where I try to keep my crummy pearl white 87’ Chevy truck away from the public’s eye. Everyone who worked here drove nice newer model vehicles. And it’s not that I couldn’t afford a new vehicle, I just been through a lot and had this one since I was 16 years old so it held sentimental value for me. I climb in and let out a deep breath. Crossing my fingers and pray that the engine turned over. It took a few seconds for it to turn over finally then the engine roars loud like a rally car. Whew. Glad I invested in a good engine making this rusty bucket of bolt a sleeper. Forgetting what lies ahead for me. I gulped as fear fell over my entire body as I drove down the street to what awaited me at home. …. It wasn’t but a 25 minute drive till I arrived to the house across the tracks. I was fortunate enough to have been able to buy this nice little run down home on a few acres. I had horses in my backyard as my therapy. And thanks to this lovely job I had I lived comfortably for the past 4 years since escaping my nightmare. But only to arrive to another nightmare that awaited me inside. “Creedence?” I whispered upon entering my home. I silently closed the door behind me as I made my way to the kitchen. “Creed, the voice is back… a-a-and… there’s a party I was invited to. And was wondering if we—“ I was cut off when a giant hand covered my mouth. I was pinned against his body and I froze in place not daring to make a move. Sparks danced across my skin where he touched. He leans his head down resting it on my shoulder. Leaning in and inhaling my scent deeply as if it was his life line. He reeked of alcohol. My whole body shuddered, I gulped. “I’m not sure I want everyone to see you, you’re mine remember!” he snarled in my ear. Rolling my eyes and holding back tears I reach up and gently pulling his large hand away from my face and tilt my head to look up at him. “I-l.. k-know this, it’s just everyone is gonna be there. And I-I was hoping we could mingle..and and….” I trailed off as I drifted from thought when I felt his huge member press against my backside. Creedence was a huge man and I was a little petite thing, barely 5ft 2in tall. He towered me with every inch of 6foot 7inches, the biggest man I’ve ever met in my life. Taller and bulkier than our father. He made anyone appear small, I was just a little mouse in his presence. A snarl left his lips as he takes his hand that I lowered from my mouth down to my breast fondling it heavily. “Maybe, but what will you do for me?” He bellowed huskily. “I pay the bills and keep a roof over our head-“. In one swift motion I felt his grip on my throat clenching tightly cutting me off from speaking further. “You dare give me attitude! Remember what I’ve done for you! What I sacrificed for you!” He growled back squeezing life from my throat. “I-I-I’m s-s-s-sorry-y I-I-I” I stuttered trying to get oxygen back, tears runs down my cheek. He lets out a deep sigh before releasing me and I gasp heavily to get my breath back. Turning me around to face him and pulls me in for a tight hug. “I’m sorry for losing my temper Ang…Yes, I suppose we could go.” He gave in with a soft sigh. Pulled away and looked me deep in the eye with a very apologetic expression. He straightened his back upright and looked down at me. “Maybe wear that one dress I like you in, kay” he smiled with lust in his eyes suddenly. Blinking for a moment “as for the voice,’ let’s get your tea for now then I’ll get your shot okay?” Lifting my chin up for our eyes to meet. I nod looking him in the eyes. I know he was super bipolar, had to be with his mood swings. But given how he saved me from our father and the hell hole we once called home, I couldn’t help but be lenient with how he treats me, Father was always cruel to me the most, but Creedence did receive his fair share of punishment from the man himself too. I remember all too well the day he broke me out of my chains. I thank him every chance I get for what he did. *****flash back***** Several years ago when I was 18 “IM SORRY!!!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. I continued getting lashed by the whip over and over. With each strike I cried in pain. I could feel hot blood dripping down my back side. “Please Sir!” I sobbed out. The man grunted putting his full strength into each whipping. “SHUT UP YOU LITTLE b***h! You know better than to drop a plate! Or even talk back to me in front of company!” He hissed reaching out and gripping my hair with his fist yanking my head back. I wince at the pain that coursed through my nerves on my head pretty sure he pulled out a lot of my hair in the process. my body aches and my entire back side stung like it was on fire. I couldn’t support myself any further and just hung by my wrists on the cuff chains to the wall. The cold stone pressed against my front side. It felt good compared to the burning feeling on my back side. I wasn’t sure how long he whipped me for, it felt like an eternity I was exhausted. I mumbled sobbing out “Y-y-yes SIR..” and nodded my head at my punishment. He inhales deeply lifting my bare ass up before pressing his hard length against me causing me to hiss at the pain he applied. “I punish you because I Love you. You belong to me and should be grateful for the things this family has bestowed on you.” He paused leaning down pressing his hard length in between my ass cheeks. “Must I remind you we took you in as a young pup, fed you, clothed you, gave you a god damn education when you had nothing and were nothing.” he spat ramming his c**k deep into my ass, I scream out in sheer agony. “You will do the same and provide what this family needs in return just as you always had...” he thrusted. “Then I will have to take corrective action yet again” he continued to pump himself inside me I grit my teeth and hold my breath to not make a sound while the tears roll down my cheeks. Certain there was blood coming from the lubeless penetration. Darkness soon engulfs me as I pass out. … Hours later. I start to look around though my vision still blurry. Rubbing my eyes with my arm. I set myself upright in passenger seat of the cab. Coming in and out of consciousness I saw who was to be Creedence driving. He looked my way with sadness and concern. There was a thick towel cloaked on me soaked in my blood on my back. “Hang in there Angie, I got you.” His deep husky voice sang out in a soothing manner. I felt his heavy hand on my thigh leaving tingles on my skin like it always has. I try to blink the blurriness away I black out again. I start coming to as I smelled burning wood and smoke, I shot my eyes wide open in panic thinking I was on fire again. I jumped up from my slumber so quickly I didn’t acknowledge the pain on my back till it was too late I screamed out scaring the s**t out of Creedence who was just tending to the camp fire. He screamed out startled causing me to scream even more scared. I started to cry immediately when I saw his features on his face soften after we both stopped screaming he comes over swiftly to me for comfort. Tears flowing like a river down my face. “Hey, hey, hey now. Don’t move, I just finished patching you up. Please don’t tear your stitches out.” He said a little frustrated laced with concern. I was shocked to see myself alone with him. All my life he’s teased and bullied me in front of his friends. Now he’s the one that’s come to my rescue from father. I felt relaxed for once around him. As if his whole demeanor had shifted now that we’re alone. “W-where a-a-are we?” I managed to stutter out softly. “Away from that hell hole”. He looked away from me back to the fire which had a rabbit on a spit roasting, it smelled so good it made my mouth water. I had a splitting headache coming on. “Why all of a sudden—“ he cuts me off before I could finish. “Because you are mine!” He said through gritted teeth, before relaxing and looking at me out the corner of his eyes. “I mean because… we deserve a new start in life…” he trailed off. “But what about Father’s company? Aren’t you supposed to take over—“ I retorted. He was shirtless, showing off all his huge rippling muscles. I mean I knew he was always muscular and strong because of the countless times he’s accidentally broken my arms or foot or given me black eyes over the years playing to rough or teasing me to hells ends just to prove a point or if it was something father ordered him to do. I sighed quietly, “thank you bro—“ before I’m could even finish my sentence he gave me an angry glare.“I’m not your brother, just Creedence. Just call me Creedence. Please..” he said with pleading eyes sighing softly. I nod gulping the lump in my throat. Why this sudden change I don’t get it. “Here.” He handed me a leg from the rabbit that was roasting over the fire. I didn’t know what was up with him, but I gently grabs the meat from him and started scarfing it down as it was my last meal on earth. One minute he was nice, the next he seemed cold and a minute after that he was angry. I mean he was always like that growing up, but what changed to get me away from the man I called Father, wrath. And how did he even know. I had so many questions, though I was too afraid to ask him anything in fear of what he would do. “Thank you” I said softly. He gave me soft smirk and nod before looking back at the fire deep in thought as he ate the rest of the rabbit. ….. Few weeks later. “Hey, I found us work in the mail room of this company. Check it out” Creedence briskly walks over to the tailgate of the truck and sits down next to me showing me the classifieds in the newspaper. “It’s a start, but you think they’ll hire us?” I said hiding behind my bangs. “You for sure” he said reaching over and pushing my bangs behind my ear showing off my grey eye. He looks at me shocked. “What?” I questioned his noticing his face expression is like an open book for once. “Your eyes…” “What about them?” “They are two different colors” as if he was in awe. “Well yea, did you forget that you use to tease me about them?” I said bluntly. He looks down at my lips not taking his eyes off them. “Yes well i didnt care much then did I?.. And I say your eyes are gorgeous.” He leans down and softly presses his lips against mine sparks dance across my lips, before letting off leaving me stunned and my cheeks red. He cleared his throat. “Here’s your medicine for your headaches and the voices in your head.” Raising his hand he had a syringe filled with blue liquid turning my arm to face him I look away as he plunged the vaccine deep into my arm. I grit my teeth seething at the pain. It burns like a million suns at first before a cooling sensation coursed through my body, then it stopped. I should be use to this, I’ve been getting them since I could remember. Few awkward seconds pass by of me rubbing my shoulder. “I- um I got you something from town the other day I was there getting supplies..” he slides off the tailgate and walks to the cab reaching in grabbing a gift bag. “Creed… you shouldn’t have” I say with a pleading face. “Nonsense. It wasn’t much, but I figured you could wear it to interviews or maybe work if we can get you a desk job.” He smiled brightly bringing it over to me. I chew my cheek hesitantly grabbing the bag. I look up at him as he nods at me in approval to hurry up and open it. I pulled out a gorgeous little burgundy dress. My mouth gaped open as I’m in awe with this little dress. “I thought it would look perfect against your tan skin and tight figure” he looked down at me with hopeful eyes probably envisioned it on me. “Go on put it on!” He begged. “Alrighty” i was super excited and eager to see it on myself as well. I walked to the other side of the truck away from his peering eyes and slipped on the tight burgundy dress. It’s hugged my curves just right and made my breast appear bigger without showing any cleavage. Leaving room for imagination. It came just above my knees. I put on the matching heels with it that were in the bag. I felt taller and pride rush through me as I loved the warm feeling I was getting. The dress had a slight open back and made me self conscious of all the scars I had obtained over the years and the new ones I recently got. I never seen my back, yet knew I still had some deep cuts heeling. “Wait… what about my back… Creed people will see it.” I was panicked, worried and pitying myself. “Leave your hair down, it’s more than long enough to cover your entire back.” Lust filled his eyes when he draped my hair to cover it. Playing with a few strands in his fingers looking down on me. “But what—“ he placed a finger over my lips cutting me off. “You’re beautiful regardless, scars or not.” He smirked resting his other hand on my cheek. My skin danced with sparks where he touches me. I couldn’t help but keep my eyes on his soft lips. I wanted him to kiss me. He was my savior, took me away from the devil himself. We’ve been camping in a national park since leaving, but I didn’t care. Anywhere was better than that basement of torture I’d get tossed in for stupid reasons. It was spring almost summer and the weather has been cooperating everyday. He slowly leaned down barely brushing his lips against mine before pulling back and clearing his throat. “Now take it off and cover your face. I need to go back in town, I promise I won’t come back till I have a job for you.” He said coldly. Taken aback by his cold demeanor sadness falls over me with a knot in my stomach, “oh… could I come-“ “No!”. I was startled but the sudden change in his demeanor again. He noticed me jump and sighed deeply. “No, you just stay here. I’ll be back tonight.. promise.” Stepping away from me and walks around the truck getting in and driving away without saying anything else to me. …. Many hours pass, the sun has started to set. I’m resting by the fire making sure it never goes out when I heard laughing and multiple car doors shut. I felt my heart race and a feint whispering voice in my head, “Mate!”. “Creed!” I shot up and running down the trail from our campsite to where we normally parked the truck. I saw he had other vehicles parked by and I stopped dead in my tracks. “Creedence… Oh we have guests? Friends of yours I take it?” I was unsure of what was happening though I felt like I needed to be supportive regardless. My heart raced wildly. 5 other men and a woman walked along side Creedence. “I’m telling you she’s the best you’ll ever have and would be great to work with…” he trailed off before meeting my gaze. “Angelina! Come meet my colleagues” Creedence sounded drunk as the tall redheaded lady clung to his side like he was her lifeline. Her hair was slightly messy and makeup was smeared some though she looked gorgeous regardless. Made me feel insecure about how I looked. I swallowed the big lump in my throat knowing damn well he was talking about me. It was the same way father use to speak about me to others before boasting inappropriately to his friends. Fear flushed through my veins leaving me frozen in place. I shook my head removing the thoughts hoping this moment would be different from my old life. “H-hey Creed. Who are your friends.. I mean colleagues you’ve brought with you for the first time ever seeing them. More drinking buddies to carry your lard ass from the bars?” I jabbed at him noticing some of the other men chuckling and smiling slyly at my little fiery attitude starting to shine through. Creedence glared at me while resting his hand on the lady’s breast. I rolled my eyes are him before turning on my heels heading back to the campfire and sitting down on the log. I knew I was going to pay for that remark later. The rest of them gathered around the fire and sat down. The bigger guy had brought his own fold out chair along with a few cases of beer. One of the guys smelled of mahogany and honey and it calmed my nerves for some reason even though my heart fluttered for him. Suppose it was because he was the most handsome man I’ve ever laid my eyes on. Not at big as my brother but he wasn’t the shortest either. “Who wants a beer?” His deep voice sent shivers down my spine and made me wet. The other guys reached out as he tossed them each a beer. I Slowly raised my hand up he raised an eyebrow and smirked at me before tossing me a beer can. “Thank you… um… I don’t know y’all’s names..what do I call you?” I felt my cheeks redden suddenly forgetting my manners. I paid no mind to the girl that was in my brother’s lap. I’ve seen her around before. Yes I know he’s not really my brother, but knew him to be my brother my whole life. Though luck would have it as she giggled she flipped her hair before beginning to speak. “I’m Vixen Abyss, you may have seen me around before” she said cheerfully. “quiet dark an handsome alpha over here is Sebastien Arrow though we call him-” Sebastien cleared his throat glaring at her and shook his head. His presence was commanding and could radiate power. “Oookay” she rolled her eyes at him playfully, “Hazel eyes emo guy with the black aura is Dean Savage” he nods not taking his eyes off me like a hungry wolf. “blondie Thor like is Kingston Mance, we call him King” she winks at him from afar he gives me a wink making me blush with a friendly smile. “short stack with don’t touch me vibes is Blake Crow” he deadpans her and she sticks her tongue out at him playfully. “And last but not least my little cousin Killian Spade” she sneered. Killian looked as if he was about to commit murder and she just continued to tease him. “Nice to meet you y’all, I’m Angelina…” I trailed off. “Angelina who?” It was Sebastien who spoke out again curiously wanting to know more. Caused everyone to have all eyes on me and suddenly I got embarrassed for having all eyes on me. “I um… Doe, it’s Angelina Doe” I look away embarrassed trying to hide behind my bangs. Women with the last name of Doe are often orphans or bastards. Whereas men that are orphans or bastards have the name Dane. I didn’t learn about that until I turned 15 years old. He nodded before taking a drink not taking his eyes off me. I swallowed the lump in my throat. Something about him gave me butterflies. Drinking from the beer can Sebastien tossed me. I looked over at Dean, Blake and Kingston who were talking amongst themselves occasionally looking over at me then Creed. It made me uneasy especially Blake. Killian who appeared to be close to my age walked over and sat next to me with a big grin on his face. Sebastien was playing on his phone ignoring everyone around him occasionally looking over at me. “Don’t mind them, they are a bunch of gossipers” He said reassuringly. “Oh I wasn’t..” I was shy, he was the first boy close to my age that was nice to me. I felt little more comfortable with that in mind. “It’s okay I’m just ruffling your feathers” he teased and smiled warmly at me bumping his shoulder into mine playfully. “Hehe… what is it y’all do?” I was genuinely curious what these handsome men were about. “Well Alph- I mean Sebastien runs a company that supports our community” Killian corrected himself before continuing. “His right hand man isn’t here, but his left hand of the devil is. That would be Dean Savage. Basically his Beta.” Dean looks over at us with curious eyes before carrying on with his conversation. “Left hand of the devil? What do you mean by that?” I was genuinely curious I leaned in closer to Killian and what did he mean by beta. He smiled leaned in close and started to whisper, “well he does all the dirty work for Sebastien. Things you want done, things you need or people who need unalived. He is your man. Just like his last name he is a savage indeed, I wouldn’t dare get on his bad side.” “He sounds extraordinary” I whispered. “Well that’s a kind and odd way to put the man I suppose” he chuckled. “Rather be kind than bitter towards others”. I deadpanned. “What about that jab at your brother?” He raised an eyebrow. “That’s different” I defended. “I don’t see how.”