Rescued by the Alpha (Currently Editing)

Just Like Me

Dylan's P.O.V

"Now Dylan, you've been doing great being the Alpha. I'm very very proud of you. Now I know that you will be able to stop the-"

"Dane! Dylan! Help!" My mom shouted from downstairs. I knew my dad was trying not to shift but he stayed on high alert. He usually did when my mom was in distress and that was rare.

We rushed downstairs to see my mom and Kalea surrounding an unconscious girl and a little girl crying. I stiffened immediately. My heart beat quickened looking at the unconscious girl that lied on the living room floor.

"What's wrong, Charlotte," my dad sighed relaxing his body in relief.

"I found Cassandra on the edge of the woods with her little sister. This is Annabella," Kalea informed caressing the little girl. She had thick, black hair and looked like her sister in her facial features.

I stiffened more hearing the name Cassandra. She was always in the library reading those fictional books alone. When I walked pass her in the school halls or when she would look at me in Biology class, I would feel something in me drawing me towards her. Pulling me in. I knew what it meant until now.

That was my beautiful mate.

I've always known that something was bothering her every time I'd seen her. The pain in her eyes easily detectable, but something was always telling me to leave her be so I did. I stayed on the outside just wondering what could possibly going on in her mind.

"Annabella, why aren't you and your sister at home?" My mom asked sweetly, grabbing the little girl's hand.

"Because my dad hits Cassandra... See, look at her face, daddy hit her for not coming home after school. I feel so bad. I just wanted ice cream," the little girl sniffed. I felt pity for her. She was too young to see such abuse to her older sister. What's even worse was that she is still so young and innocent to the world.

"Then she fell on the table, then daddy hit me. He said to go to sleep so I did... When I woke up Cassandra told me to get my stuff." She finished and kneeled beside Cassandra and laid her head on Cassandra's chest.

"Annabella, is that why you have these bruises on your arm?" My dad asked kindly. I've never heard him talk so sweetly to anyone. Not even Kalea got to see this side of my dad anymore. When she turned 13, from then on out Kalea was no longer daddy's little girl.

"Yes and it hurts," she pouted.

"Ok," my dad smiled, "Kalea, bring Annabella your old room to sleep and I'll call Vanessa right away."

Kalea nodded and led Annabella upstairs. I stared at how beautiful Cassandra looked even though she was unconscious. I was aware of how predatory my thoughts were, but I couldn't help it.

She was just incredibly intriguing.

"Dylan, me and your dad will go get Vanessa in the mean time, you go get Cassandra in one of the spare beds upstairs," my mom said following my dad out of the room.

When they left out of the front door, I took,a few minutes to look at my mate. Looking at her face enraged me. How can someone abuse and torture such a beautiful and perfect girl? I grabbed the closest thing to me - the flower vase that sat on a nearby end table- and pitched it across the room. Hearing the vase shatter to pieces didn't satisfy my need to make someone suffer. I'm gonna strangle whoever did this.

I carefully grabbed Cassandra and carried her bridal style upstairs. I laid her gently in the bed in the room that was closest to Kalea's old room. I knew she would like to be close to her little sister.