My older Alpha Mate

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Brielle POV

The only person I let come in my room was Percy, he was kind and respectful. All of a sudden I heard a knock on the door.

"W-who is it?" I sniffled.

"It is Percy, may I come in?" He asked.

"Yes-s," I said. He opened the door and walked in and sat on the end of my bed.

"Its your birthday tomorrow, and Shay and your father would like to have a party for you,"

"I don't want to!" I screamed "Tratiors! They are tratiors!"

"Are you sure? Shay and your dad miss you, and you turn fifteen, you only turn fifteen once, you know,"

I lightly giggled. "I know, its just, t-they thought-" tears began to pour down my face.

"I know," Percy pullled me into a hug. "But you should, I mean, I bought a dress and evrything,"

Oh so this is how he's going to play, guilting me into going.

"Fine,"

"Great, I'll go tell everyone!" He scurries out of the room, strange man.

The next day

Today is my birthday. Whoopie, I'm so sarcastic. I wore a green dress that had a sweet-heart neckline and was frilly from the wait down. I had green heels to match. It looked pretty, but I wasn't in the mood. I stomped down to the party room, and gasped at what I saw.

There was banners everywhere and a huge three tear cake, and a whole table full of gifts.

My father started to walk up to me and he tried to give me a hug, but I growled.

"Don't touch me," I hissed. I saw hurt in his eyes, but I ignored it. Many others came and gave me 'happy birthdays' but I couldn't care less.

"Happy birthday!" Percy's voice rang through the room. A small smile appeared on my face.

"Thank you," I whispered. He handed me a small box and told me to put it with the rest, so I did.

"Hello," said the voice I was dreaded and happy to hear.

"Hi," I whispered.

"Are you still mad at me?" He asked.

"Not mad. Afraid," I said, and it was true, I was afraid he would hurt me again.

"Why?!" He yelled and I flinched.

"What if you hurt me again?"

"I-I didn't, I'm, I don't , I would never do anything to hurt you, ever again," he whispered, and pulled me into a hug.

I heard my name called, once, twice, three times.

"Brielle, Brielle, Brielle," the voice called.

"Did you hear that?" I asked Shay.

"What?"

"My name, someone's calling me," I said, and I ran out the room, out the door, and into the woods.

"W-who's there?" I can see a womans silhouehette in the darkness.

She moves forward, and I can she her face in the dim light, and all the memories come runnng to me at once, I know who she is.

"M-Mom?!"

Rogue alpha POV.

The little tramp got away, well, we will kill her mate, that will teach her.

Dun dun duuuun! So Bri knows now! I'm sorry for all the spelling/grammar mistakes.