Surviving the alphas

Chapter 5

~~~Creedence~~~

We made our way back to the truck, opening the door for Angelina to get in. She scurried in the cab without giving me even as much as a thank you or even looking my way. I slam the door shut and she flinched.

Ugh who does this prideful b***h think she is to stand up to me in front of another, especially an alpha, the f*****g audacity.

‘She doesn’t know better, she’s been kept in the dark her whole life especially about who she is. Your damn father made sure to strip her of her titles, rights and self worth from the moment she was born and ripped away from her parents.’

Carver chimed in softly. I rolled my eyes.

Doesn’t f*****g matter, she should know better than to hang on another man. I told her to f*****g behave.

‘Like you even behaved yourself, almost every pack and their leaders were at that party. And you, you stupid moron tried to make a fool of yourself especially in front of our f*****g mate and future Luna! We’re next in line to be alpha dumbass, I’m shocked father wasn’t there’ he hissed.

Vixen’s not who I want Carver! Angelina is mine and mine alone, have I not made myself clear yet? I argued back to him. Carver just trotted off to the back of my head to ignore me. It irked me how he was like this especially to side with her at a time like this.

Getting in the driver side I start it up even more irritated at my wolf for defending her than I was at Angelina herself. She sat there silent the whole ride home. My knuckles white on the steering wheel. I was beyond pissed off especially when I remembered back and saw her in Kingston’s arms dancing flaunting herself like she was his plaything. Appalled at the thought of her disobeying me. I recklessly pulled into the driveway slamming on the break and shoving the gear shift into park. Our heads whipped at the sudden stop and before I could even get a word out she stormed out of the truck and ran inside the house slamming the door shut. In anger I just yelled at the top of my lungs with all my rage pent up from inside. Slightly glad we don’t have neighbors in view.

‘Feel better cry baby?’ Carver poked fun at me.

“Shut up you damn dog!” I yelled out.

‘Maybe go easy on her?’

“Not a chance, do I have to be a broken record?” I retorted.

‘Noooo, but you forgot that your mate is a fox. And.. they are known for— well dark magic.’

A light bulb went off in my head at his remark. Why haven’t I thought about it before Vixen could do something to harness her powers. “Carver you’re a genius” I exclaimed.

‘Wait what?.. Don’t let this bite you in the ass, you tend to go off like a loaded gun without thinking.’

“I’ve kept her under control for the past 4 years, who do you think I get her vaccinations from.” I could feel his eye rolling in the back of my head.

‘All I’m just saying is that celestial wolves are dangerous, you father eradicated them for a reason.’

“My father is a coward afraid of obtaining true power and is losing his mind while doing so” he just scoffed and wondered away to the back of my mind.

I reached down for my phone to text Vixen.

Creedence: Hey babe, got a task for you.

Vixen: oh he dismounts from his high horse now.

Creedence: Babe don’t be like that you know you’re my only girl ;)

Vixen: mark me then.

Ughhhhhh I roll my eyes at her response. I guess it would forge an alliance with the Crystal Woods pack and we could definitely need there resources. I just didn’t want to raise issues with Angelina, I feel a pull towards her that’s unlike my mate bond. I sigh in frustration and go back to my phone.

Creedence: Done.

Vixen: I look forward to being your Luna ;* what you need hun?

Creedence: need a ritual to harbor someone’s life force and powers.

Vixen: I’ll see what I can do

Perfect. I could feel Carver’s excitement as I knew he wanted to mark Vixen the moment we met her over 4 years ago. I’m just hooked on Angelina more than my own mate bond.

I needed to tell father this new plan I had cooked up as soon as I could.

……..

~~~Angelina~~~

I sat in my bed and sobbed profusely into my hands, I was embarrassed and upset that the party had to be cut short. I was having a good time for once in my life; thinking back to when I was in Kingston’s arms being embraced by him as we danced the warm comforting feeling I got inside.

My phone dinged.

Killian: hey you still here?

Pinged again.

Kingston: are you doing okay? got your number from Killian Spade. Btw it’s King.

I halfway chuckled at the messages and a smile slowly creeped its way onto my tear stained face, sniffling, I wipe my runny nose with the back of my arm. Sniff sniff sniff.

I could feel sweat bead up on my forehead.

I replied Killian first.

Angelina: wasn’t feeling well, Creedence took me home.

I lied.

Then I replied Kingston.

Angelina: thanks for being my dance partner Mr.Mance. I’ll see you around sometime.

Ping.

Kingston: next time you see me, it will be for our date :)

My face heated at the message I couldn’t take him seriously; I couldn’t understand why his persistence of me calling him King, I’ve always been pretty formal except to Killian. I heard the front door slam hard snapping me from deep thought. Any harder and I’m sure it would have come off its hinges.“ANGELINA!” He yelled in anger. Could hear Creedence’s thundering feet throughout the house approaching my bedroom door; giggling the locked door handle I held my breath as if it would make me invisible and him to go away. “Gods damn it Angelina!” He bellowed.

I heard him growl from the other side which made my blood run cold and sent shivers down my spine.

Shit.

He kicked the door so hard when it swung and hit the wall the door knob got stuck; he stood in the doorway breathing heavily. I froze in place as our eyes locked onto each other. Starting to tremble as he approached and in one swift motion slaps me across the face sending me flying across the room. He charges for me and grabs me by my hair pulling me up right by it. His other hand gripping tightly on my face forcing me to look him in the eyes. Looking down at my lips, he leans down crashing his lips against mine sparks dance across my skin. I make a sour face trying to pull away from his touch.

“Mmmmm ugh.. Creedence please” I muster under my breath.

“Argh please what!” Hissing at me he pulls me away by my hair still keeping me close proximity to his face.

I wince in pain at his roughness certain he’s pulled a clump of hair from my scalp.

“You didn’t h-have to make a s-scene back there or now even—“ I stumbled over my words before his hand collided with the side of my face making me fly across the room yet again.

“You dare stand up to me and defy my orders!” He hissed. “Was I not clear enough?” He cracked, he was losing it again.

“N-no.. No. You were very c-clear. I just.. just thought that d-d-dancing was—“ he hovers over me and I flinch.

“Well you f*****g thought wrong. Kingston is dangerous!” He said through seething teeth.

“He seems nice all—“

“Well he’s not! I’m trying to protect you from yourself! I care for you more than a brother should.”

I look up sharply at him with hate in my heart, the f*****g audacity of this man.

“C-care? You don’t f*****g care!” I spat back at him. “You never once cared—“ he cuts me off.

“That’s f*****g enough, I’m tired of your slut attitude and behavior! You don’t know what I’ve done.. I..” his anger calms down like we’re in the eye of a hurricane, he sighs before calmly speaking out. “I’ve done a lot. Just listen to me be careful” he kneels down in front of me gripping my chin forcing me to look up at him, I look him in the eye with sadness in my soul. “Just watch yourself around him and any other guy out there. If you think I’m ruthless, they are much worse. Trust me. Please.” He forcefully pushes my face out the way rising to his feet turning on his heels and storming out of my room. Door was definitely stuck open and no way I’d be able to shut it for some privacy now.

Hot tears run down my cheeks like flood gates opening, I couldn’t turn them off. Sitting there curled up in the corner of my room just sobbing to myself.

I don’t know why I put up with him or any of this, I guess I’m grateful for him and comfortable with him around. With those thoughts and my quivering body I rose to my feet and quickly staggered out of my room. Being quiet as possible to not disturb Creedence in the living room watching TV while texting away on his phone.

I dash past him and run out the back door towards my small stable.

“Hey where you—“ I slam the door behind me before he could finish talking, I let out a shaky sigh. Running fast as I can to the barn opening up the door to my favorite ponies.

Quietly closing the door behind me I briskly walk over to Flame, a spotted cookies n cream colored looking appaloosa horse. She was on the smaller side her back only coming up to my forehead compared to my other horse Tempest. He was much larger than Flame, my head only coming to his shoulder. Black as night Frisian, I was very proud to have swooped him up from the kill pen, skin and bones when I got him now all stacked bulked up.

“Hi Flame” I cooed, turning to the stall next to hers reaching out to Tempest where he lowers his head so I can rub his forehead moving his long forelock out of his eye. “Heyyy Mr.Tempest. How are my babies doing? Hungry?” Flame snorts at me while Tempest nickers at me softly, the sweet sounds and being with my babies always brought me out of any funk I could be in.

I turn to walk to the feed room and began scooping up grain and placing it into their feed buckets.

Catching a brief glimpse of myself in the mirror, I paused looking at the black eye and huge hand prints sized bruise forming on my cheek. Taking my hand resting it on my face moving my bangs out of the way taking in my features and battered marks on my face.

“Looks like I’ll have to whip out my makeup skills to cover these up for the next few days… huh guys?” I look over at my horses and Sigh, slinking down to the ground against the wall.