Her Protective Alpha Mate

Chapter 1

I stood there in my now empty room. The November wind blew through the cracked window. I love fall. All the best things happen during fall. It's winter that I hate. Your probably wondering why I’m standing in an empty bedroom with my window cracked and why I hate winter. Well I guess I should start from the beginning.

My names Olivia Walker. I’m 17; I have hazel eyes chocolate brown hair that I dyed from its original color dishwater blond. I know it sounds ugly right; well it was. Before I dyed it, it looked grey. I’m 5’7 and have an athlete’s body. I use to dance, but stopped after the accident. You may be thinking I got hurt and it ended my dancing career but no I didn’t get into an accident. My parents did. One that killed them, but I’ll talk about that later.

 Right now I’m standing in my old room. Its lilac walls now plain without my drawings or photos of my parents and me or me and my friends or anyone else I cared about. Anyways back to where I was. The queen sized bed with my white sheets and plush comforter had already been taken apart and put in the moving truck. Along with the boxes of clothes from inside of my walk-in closet and things from my bathroom.

We are moving to Central Falls Rhode Island. We being me, my Aunt Holly and Uncle Mike and my cousin Mason. We weren’t related by blood, well me to any of them but I did call them aunt and uncle and Mason is really their son. They’re my godparents actually. They were my mom and dad’s best friends. They all grew up together, went to the same schools, even college. First my mom was best friends with Aunt Holly and dad was best friends with Uncle Mike. They had Mason and me both on the same day. Some people think they planned it but they said it was just luck. When they had kids and asked each other to be godparents to each other’s children they said they’d do it. So when they found out what happened to my parents they didn’t hesitate to say yes to me coming to live with them.

Me and Mason grew up together; like our parents had planned. People always said we’d be best friends like them, get married and have kids someday, but truth is we really only see each other as best friends; more like brother and sister if you’d ask me.

I shivered as a cool wind hit me. Walking over to close the window I started to remember my life before now. My friends, oh how I was going to miss them. We had already said our good byes and promised to stay in touch; and my boyfriend, well ex-boyfriend now, we had left off on a bad note. But that didn’t matter to me anymore. He didn’t matter to me anymore. As I closed the window rubbing the cast on my left arm I stared out of it the memory of that night flashed through my head. My going away surprise party. When I close my eyes sometimes I can still see the evil glint in his eyes as he kicked me.