Her Blue-eyed Alpha

Why do you hate me?

Anael's Pov

I am fuming already once I hear what came out of the mouth of my parent's other child but as soon as I hear Jason say Alessandra was mateless as well my rage burned white hot knowing now not only was I affected by his statement but so was Alessandra, I don't know why I cared so much but I did. Atlas was tripping over his words realizing he fucked up, I wasn't paying much attention to what he was saying or what he was trying to say, before I knew what I was doing I stood up abruptly causing the chair and fling back a few feet, I grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him across the table, my fist connected with his nose before even the cups, plates, and silverware could hit the floor.

Crack... I feel the warm thick crimson liquid leaking from his nose on my fist after I punch again. From the feel of the first punch I could tell his nose was just dislocated but with the crack from the second punch, I knew it was broken. I get a few good hits in before my mom pushes her body in between the two of us making my fist stop midway on its descent to this jackass's face. I might be angry but no matter how mad I am, the one thing I will never do is harm my mother. Some may say when you're angry you black out and don't know what you're doing until it's done but it doesn't work that way for me, I knew exactly what I was doing... No, I don't regret it

"Anael" My Mother looks at me with disappointment and though I don't regret what I've done I just could never handle my mother being disappointed in me, My father? Sure whatever but my mom? It killed me to have her look at me like that

I could feel a sharp heat building in my eyes, my throat feels tight, and it feels like an elephant is sitting on my chest... I was about to cry, my mom's disappointment in me is probably the only thing known to make me cry. I could see she could tell I was hurting by the shift in her eyes but before she could say anything I head for the door, grabbing my jacket on the way out. I went to the garage. It was as large as the school but not normally included on the tour because it's a garage. I hopped on my sleek black and red BMW S1000RR or as my mother likes to call it The Suicide machine. I rode off and in my emotional state forgot a helmet.

Alessandra's Pov

Everyone froze, Naomi didn't check on Atlas, and Adonis didn't either, it was like they didn't want to check on him until they knew Anael was gone probably because they know how bad it can get when she's angry and if this is only a sliver of it I'm sure that full extent is enough to make the devil proud. Soon a motorcycle could be heard and the sound slowly got farther and farther from the house only then did Naomi turn to Atlas to make sure he was okay, he looked shocked which makes me think this is the first time Anael has ever really put her hands on him which I find quite shocking seeing as he seems to enjoy making her life hell. I'm pulled from my thoughts as there is a sharp smack across Atlas's face given by his mother

"What in the living hell is wrong with you!" She yells

"Mom-" He starts

"Don't mom me! How many times have I told you to stop fucking with her? I told you! Eventually, everyone snaps" She grabs him by the hair

"Ow Mom!" He whines

"I don't know what your problem is with your sister because obviously it's more deeply rooted than just taking your spot but you're going to apologize to Alessandra for your comment and then when your sister gets back you'll talk to her and I suggest doing it without the snarky comments because I won't be there if she decides to beat the shit out of you. Do you understand?"

"Yes ma'am" He mumbled

"I'm sorry?"

"Yes ma'am" he spoke louder

After Atlas apologizes and goes off to see the pack doctor, I offer to help clean up. As I'm cleaning the glass off the floor from the broken cups I come across a bottle cup full amount of blood on the floor which was obviously Atlas's and it takes me back to that moment, everything happened so fast that I barely had time to register Anael had stood up before she pulled him across the table and land some nasty punches. It kind of scared me probably because I haven't grown up around violence, it was normally pretty quiet where we lived. I wish I could've blamed it on her wolf taking control to protect her but now that I think back her eyes were their normal color. I search for any and every reason why I shouldn't be scared of her but come up empty-handed.