Alpha King Rising

Chapter 1

Stark POV

After the images were replayed in my head twice, I took a sharp breath in as my heart rate went back to normal. 10 years had passed since that day. 10 years since they took my sister. We never found her body. My dad figures they did what they wanted with her and killed her. As for my mother, they tore her to shreds right by the cliffs edge. They buried my mother in the family plot.

Some say when you lose your mate, you lose a part of yourself. Some go insane, and some actually die shortly after. Some get second chance mates, and they only feel the absence and sadness of losing a mate, and they move on. An alpha, though, is a lot stronger than most. If my father was a regular wolf, he would have died. He loved my mom. He worshiped her, cherished her, he tended to her every needs and treated her as a queen. She was everything to my father, everyone saw it daily.

Today, my father has never smiled with light in his eyes, instead, his smile looks wicked, cruel. He always looked cold and expressionless all the time now. When he laughs it is bitter.

His Beta was once a nice man to us children now he scurrys away from us. I see Dominic, from time to time, looking at me, and sometimes he approaches me and looks like he wants to say something but then thinks better of it and leaves me alone. Father doesn't allow Dominc to speak to me freely, only when we are working.

My grandma, my father's mother, comes to visit me monthly. She has no idea what her own son does to me behind closed doors. In fact, hardly anyone on the outside knows what my father does to me.

My father puts on an act when she's around, but he always pretends to be busy when she does come. Sometimes, he doesn't come out and greet her. Deep down, I know it's his shame. Or maybe he just doesn't want to get caught. He threatened me years ago not to tell anyone or he'd kill them.

I didn't believe him at first until he literally killed a person I had told. I forget the person's name, I think it was a mailman or something. He heard me and killed them on the spot, and then he told the pack members the mailman was a suicide bomber. He then asked his beta to plant a bomb to the guy through mindlink as he called the warriors to inspect the man's body. His family was thrown out of the pack after that.

I kept my mouth shut. I kept my eyes down. I kept from going outside the pack house. I avoided everyone at all costs. Except that I did have to show myself when visitors would come. I was expected to act as an alpha's son during those times.

Right now, I am bidding my time until my brother leaves to the Alpha Academy. I am counting on him to finish early and come home. I want him to become alpha. If he becomes alpha, I want him to grant me my freedom. I want to live amongst the humans. Since I am basically a human, I'd fit in there, plus I heard from my father's beta when I was 14 that humans are kind to those in wheelchairs. He gave me a hint of what I can start to hope for.

This time, my body shivered from the cold night air. I had lost track of how long I had been sitting out on my balcony, lost in my thoughts. I wheeled my chair around and left. I entered my room, and I turned around and shut the sliding doors.

I sighed as I headed to the bathroom to tend to my wounds. I had to reopen them to clean them out.

I stripped out of my clothes and sat in my chair naked. I began to scratch the areas that had closed up. I didn't even flinch or grimace at the pain. Because by now, I was almost immune to pain. I then wheeled my chair into the shower, I quickly washed and reopened my wounds. The strangest thing of being paralyzed is that I swear that I can feel pain in my legs. Especially when bigger wounds were created. Or it could be just my imagination as I see the wounds being inflicted by my father.

I was told I was supposed to be temporarily paralyzed. All I needed was a weeks rest, and I would have been as good as new. But the next night after I was diagnosed, my father beat me in the hospital bed while I was asleep. I woke up to a punch to the face. It was dawn. the light in the sky wasn't that bright yet.

My father came in smelling of liquor. He grabbed me after punching me over and over. He tossed me onto the floor and kicked my back a couple of times. Making me scream out in pain. The doctor and nurses came running in, and then they called security. The staff dragged my father out as he spit and uttered threats to me and swore at me. Back then, everyone wrote it as just being drunk and losing a mate and child. They brushed it off as grief. I had no recollection after that because I ended up passing out on the floor when they dragged him away.

Rowan had no idea what father had done to me. He had no idea that father had come to beat me. I never told him. He didn't need to know.

I was told by father that I was permanently paralyzed and that he was sorry. That was the first and last time he ever apologized to me.

I thought that after I got my wolf. Maybe my wolf would heal me, but my wolf never came. The doctor checked me over, and he told me with a sad look on his face that my wolf was dormant due to trauma. He had said, "Maybe someday it will surface and heal you."

Someday, my ass.. I was 20 now and still no sign of my wolf.

Once I was done in the shower, I used the first aid kit to finish cleaning my wounds, and then I stitched in places where it needed stitches. I put on some ointment and covered the wounds. It'll heal by a couple of days' time. See? Basically, human. I heal slower than most. A regular wolf would have healed by now. Sometimes my wounds do heal fast, sometimes they don't. Broken bones take days. Could be mostly from my alpha genes.

I wheeled myself into my room and put on boxers then, I pulled myself onto my bed and focused on sleep. Just 2 more years or less, then I can be free.

But of course my mind wouldn't shut down as my thoughts of last year came to mind. I did ask my father to let me live with humans, I was told that I was needed here to keep up appearance, and then I was beaten and tortured to never ask again.

My wishes for a mate also died when I was rejected last year from a visiting alpha and his daughter. Of course, we scent our mates at 18, but then, I was 19 at the time. The rejection was shameful, embarrassing, because she did it right on the spot. Right in front of my father and the visiting Alpha and my brother. I was hopeful, until I saw her disgust on her face as soon as she saw me. My father apologized to her about it. My brother Rowan wanted to slap her, but I stopped him. The visiting Alpha apologized and scolded his daughter.

Do I wish for a second chance, mate? Hell no. I want to move away from here and finish my education. I already have paperwork from a school, and my father has no idea that my mother had saved money for me that I had gotten when I was 18. She saved a great sum of money that I could use but, I cannot risk my father finding out about it. Not like I need money right now.

So, here's to another day of a successful survival. Was my last thought before I finally fell asleep.