Mates with the Alpha

Chapter 15

(Peyton above/ to the side of you don't remember her, she is Storm's other sister *re-read chapter 6* )

POV: Rose

"-know what? I can do whatever the fuck I want. Hey while your at it, SUCK MY ASS!" These are the horrid words I hear as Michael opens the door.

"Oh, hello. I'm sorry you had to hear that. Crazy over-protective family. But you know, I've got to love them" The female voice sounds humorous, but I had yet to match the voice with a face. Michael purposely opened the door just enough for his body, blocking me from her and vise-versa. Although I must admit, her voice does sound familiar.

"Who the hell are you?" Michael answers, his voice full of anger at being interrupted from...whatever he was going to do. If I was that woman, I would run, his voice alone sent me cowering into a corner.

"Pardon my manners, you must think I grew up with wolves" she laughs, but the more she jokes the more terrified I get.

Run. I wish I could yell to her, but instead it just came out as a whisper inside my head.

"My name is Peyton" She says shyly, at this, my heart speeds up. That's why she sounded so familiar, she sounds exactly like Serenity. "I'm a friend of Rose." Michael glares at me accusingly, I shake my head back and forth so fast that I wouldn't be surprised if it snapped off, and landed on the other side of the room.

"I'm sorry, a 'Rose' doesn't live here" he says stoically while turning back around to meet Peyton.

"Uh ya, she does" Peyton pushes the door open forcefully taking Michael by surprise and knocking him backwards. The door swings open, to reveal the girl who has more guts than I do. And let me tell you, she was just as pretty as her sister.

She had long dirty blonde hair, with creamy white blemish-free skin. Peyton wore a black t-shirt with a skull on the front of it, with a jean jacket covering her shoulders, and a pair of dark jeans. She has pale grey eyes, that have a sparkling light shining in the back of them.

I haven't seen that type of light shine so brightly in a long time: hope. I lost mine long ago.

When she takes a full look at me I see her eyes get a shade darker. I'm currently in a tight tank top and short shorts. Michael makes me wearing little clothes around the house so he can admire the marks laid out across my body, after all, he did put a lot of time into them.

"Sir, I hope you don't mind. I'm going to have to borrow your daughter." She spoke confidently as she walks towards where I am standing. She grabs my hand and presses something into it.

"No you may not, we were in the middle of something very important when you rudely interrupted" He grabs my arm and pulls me behind him, away from Peyton.

"Well then, I warned you. I tried to ask nicely, but next time I won't." And with that she walked out the still-open. Then Peyton adds without turning around "By the way Michael Winters, tell your pack I said, I'll be seeing them soon."

Pack?

What's a pack?

I know better than to ask questions so I keep it to myself. I turn towards Michael to see him staring at me with almost black eyes "Go away. If I see you one more second I'll kill you" he lets out an animalistic growl that comes from his throat.

Before he could take another breath I was upstairs and hiding under the bed. I taste the familiar salty water run over my lips. In the dark I hear the faint drip drop, drip drop of the tears that leak from my eyes and leave wet drops to trail down my cheeks, and hit the cold hard floor.

Drip.

Drop.

Drip.

Drop.

The rhythmic tone, reminds me of the paper that Peyton pressed into my hand. I slowly uncrumple it and try to read the, now smeared, ink.

Dear Rose,

I know you just met me. And you shouldn't trust me, but you need to come with me. Dr. Black sent me and I can help get you out of here. I know what he does to you, don't be afraid I know what it feels like. I know who Michael Winters really is. And I have a hunch that you want to know too.

Please come with me. We can protect you. Please.

Meet me in the forest, beyond the trees, after sundown. Only bring what you need.

Sincerely,
Peyton Everton

Is this all a lie?

A trick to see if I run or not?

Can I trust her?

Dr. Black said to go to her for help, so why is she coming to me?

Will it end up with me being caught in beaten?

Probably.

...So is it worth the risk?

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Not even going to joke here, shit is going down next chapter that is going to make you bite your nails and fall off the edge of your seats...

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