A son for the cruel alpha

Chapter 6.

“Dad, please let me in" I beg, knocking on the door: "I'm your daughter, I beg you to help me!”

He looks at me through the mirror of the door, and then looks behind me. His gaze is cold, desolate, there is no intention to help me. I am his daughter, am I not? Why can't he be a normal father?

“Dad. Open up, please, open up, I beg you, Dad” I keep screaming.

He just stares at me, through the glass mirror I can see Ethan only centimetres away from me. The look on his face is like he wants to kill me right here. I turn around and stick to the door, his hands are balled into fists and his jaw is clenched. Dad could have helped me, but he didn't want to. I'm a fool, I can't ask for help from someone who was never there.

He grabs my forearm forcibly, I press my lips tight, I feel him grind my spindles in his hands. He brings his hand to my shoulder and hurts me.

“Stop it, leave me, I'm not going with you” I beg.

“Don't be stupid, you have no choice but to come with me" He almost lifts me off the ground with his strength: "Shut your mouth, I don't feel like listening to you.”

The last thing I see is my father closing the door, with that indifferent face he's always had for me. Ethan pulls me back into the forest, as any animal does when hunting its prey.

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He throws me roughly to the ground, right where there was a mud puddle. My face gets soaked as do my clothes, that beautiful dress is now brown. I spit some of it into my mouth. It's the worst humiliation I've gone through in my short years.

Circumstances don't help me to put words, he won't take me seriously.

“Look stupid girl, I'm not your f*****g babysitter and I don't have the f*****g patience to put up with your failed attempts” I looked up at him from the ground, full of mud. Full of shame. Full of resentment and hate. But mostly hate. And it doesn't diminish, in fact, it gets bigger.

“I don't want to live with you” I whispered, on the verge of tears.

“Don't even think of crying, because I swear it will be worse” I didn't listen to him, I can't hold back the tears that come out of my eyes by themselves, how can he not want me to cry? So far all he has done is treat me like garbage. “Stop crying, damn it!”

He pulls my hair, I wince. I'm hungry, tired and muddy. I want the nightmare to end, I try to cheer myself up but when I see that look the strength falls.

“No” I pull his hand to let me go once and for all: “Let me go, I don't want to go anywhere with you, I'm not your f*****g doll, Ethan.”

“If I didn't care before, what makes you think I care now?”

I bite his hand hard and wanting to provoke more pain than he causes me, he growls and releases me seeing the blood coming out of his hand. He glares at me, and that's where I start to run.

A push on my back sends me face first to the ground. I roll over lying down, my God. It's a black wolf, giant size, its eyes are red without irises. It's the biggest wolf I've ever seen in my life. My brother's and my father's wolves are of normal size. His claws are amazing. He raises his left paw, catches me off guard and scratches my belly tearing off part of my shirt as well. I scream from the pain, it burns and blood gushes out. Lightning flashes.

“I told you not to try anything” He whispers out of any compassion: “Everything you try will have consequences, everything.”

I writhed in pain making a ball on the floor, I uttered barely. “Please, what do you want from me? I'm just a child compared to you, why are you doing this to me, I've never seen you before in my life.”

“Don't forget that you are my Luna. And even though I don't want to have you with me now that I've found you, you have to be where I am, no matter how disgusting you find it.”

I felt him lift me off the ground in his arms. I shake my head without responding to that. People stare at me in amazement, it's a wolf town but they've never seen a beta's daughter like this before. I'm sure Ethan already made them believe I'm a rogue just like he told his brother. Why did he lie? Everyone in town knows me.

Ethan took advantage of that to make them believe something that was not.

“Why is Alice coming like this?” Mathew looks at me with a frown, he returns that bluish look to his brother. “You don't have to treat her that way, you could do things for good.”

“She disobeyed me, you know I can't stand it when someone does that. I'm the alpha and she should respect me like the others do” he mumbled, contemptuously.

“She's a person and that's what matters” I didn't think he had the courage to talk to his brother like that. “Come with me girl, I will heal that.”

Ethan abruptly releases me, I almost go to the ground once again, but Mathew catches me. I follow his brother with a hand on my belly, s**t, it hurts horrible. He opens the door to a room for me to enter, embarrassed I do. There is only a gurney and a shelf with all kinds of medicine, it's kind of like a nurse's room.

He motions for me to lie down, I shyly do so and he approaches with a briefcase in his hand.

“If I ask who did that to you, will you tell me?” He asks.

My mouth went dry, I can't tell him it was his own brother.

“I don't know” I answered, looking away from his blue eyes: “I got lost in the forest and fell asleep, when I woke up I already had the wound done.”

“I'll tell you two things” I looked up and met his gaze, staring at me: “The first is that you're a terrible liar, and the second is that it's clear that it was my brother. What I don't understand is why you run away and didn’t hide, as I asked you to do. What are the reasons?”

“I was afraid.”

“Of what?”

“Of your brother.”

“Ethan?”

“Do you have another brother?”

He shook his head: “I'm sorry, Ethan is a hothead of the worst kind. He didn't have to do this.”

“Your brother is...” I'd better keep quiet, maybe the walls have ears too.

He lets out a sigh and wipes my belly with a piece of cotton. I watch as he does it, I look up a little to see how focused he is.

“Alice. Don't look at me like that.”

“I'm sorry” My cheeks turn the color of a tomato. Why is he so cute? So sweet and delicate, nothing compared to his abusive, grotesque brother.

“You make me nervous” a small, almost nonexistent smile shows forms on his lips, revealing two small dimples that make him look cute. “You’re ready.”

I stand up as he does, but his face is very close to mine, a simple movement and our lips brush. The few seconds it lasts like that I can feel something I have never felt for anyone before. I know how to differentiate feelings very well.

I like the Alpha's brother…