The Alpha's Angel

Prologue : I'm just Heaven

Unedited! The chapters should be longer and better than this . . . this is just the prologue!

Prologue : I'm just Heaven

Never in my life had I been anymore than Heaven Summers, daughter of Johnathon and Connie Summers. Of course, in a small town, everybody knows everyone. Throughout school I was known as Heaven, Connie and John's daughter. Even though they were divorced before I could even say divorced, they were always spoken of as a couple.

My mom owned the local salon, Connie's Salon, which did well due to it being the only salon in our small town.

On the other side of town, which was only about seven miles, is where my dad's junk yard sat. He loved the run down place, and I never judged him for it. The Junkiest Yard is what my dad had named his business. He loved it, my mom hated it, and that's what caused their divorce. Not the name, but the place itself.

To this day my mother claims he loved the place more than her. The funny thing is, my mom seems to love her Salon more than me. I've never complained to either of my parents about their work. In-fact I've always helped out and tried my best to keep under the radar so I didn't mess with their work related stuff.

Keeping to myself worked really well until this year.

Between going from house to house, work to work, parent to parent, I never noticed the customers at my moms salon. I would come in help out with sweeping the floors, washing the windows, cleaning the toilets, and then I would be off to my dads junk yard to help him.

It wasn't until I graduated high school that something changed. It was little at first. A tall, dark headed guy came in with his sister. I was washing the windows at the time. Tabby, one of my moms employees, went to ask them what they needed.

Me being me, I wasn't paying much attention. I did what was asked of me and then left for the long walk to my dads.

A week later the same brown headed, brown eyed stud came in through the door with his sister. That particular day my mom asked me to take the trash out before I go. Usually she did this at the end of the night, but sometimes, when they had several customers in one day, she would ask me to do it.

It didn't take long to dump all of the little trash buckets into a big black trash can before tying the large sack up and taking it to the blue, metal dumpster behind the building. Whenever I came back in I busied myself by putting new grocery store bags in each of the trash buckets.

Honestly, I didn't ever mind helping my mom out. As long as I did my part, she never really bothered me. It was like a silent agreement.

Doing my chores and taking the trash out was easy enough, but now I had to go help my dad out. So, I pulled my long hair into a pony tail, strapped a baseball cap to my head and was on my way.

Third time is a charm.

Well built, brown eyed boy, with a bit of stubble on his face came through the door with his sister once again. At that particular time, it was hot outside, just like any other summer would be. Tabby had taken the day off to take her nine year old twins to the huge water park a couple towns over.

So, being the good daughter that I am, I lent my old mop against the wall and walked over to the tall, handsome man and his sister.

He looked down at me, a slight smile on his face. I remember the exact moment I looked into his eyes for the first time. As soon as I had my breath caught in my throat. He stared at me, just like I was him. It wasn't at all awkward like I would imagine. It was like I could finally breathe. But I'd never had any problems breathing . . .

The moment lasted until his sister elbowed him in the stomach before turning to me with a wide smile. "This is the third week, so I was hoping to get these," she held her hands up to me, "re-done instead of just touch ups."

It was like I had been in a faze, everything she told me after that went in one ear and right out the other. And let me tell you, for a minute of waiting on Lou, another worker, she could sure talk a lot. Sixty seconds of paying attention and I bet you I would have known her whole life.

When Lou walked over to help the two I went back to my job. Except he was the only thing on my mind. I would constantly find my self glancing at him. For the first time I took my sweet time getting everything done. I didn't want to leave.

I'm not sure how long they were there, or how long it took me to finally finish my chores, but I knew once they were gone it was like time slowed down and I couldn't get it to speed back up.

The next week I recall sulking and just doing what I've always done. But now it seemed like my life was so boring. Simple was never much of a problem for me, actually I thrived for simple. Now I wanted my life to be simple with a stranger, I'm sure I was crazy.

Four had become my unlucky number, I found myself staying at the salon all day just to see if he would come in with his sister. She came in right before closing, but he wasn't with her. I noticed her sympathetic look towards me and I wondered if she knew I fell in love with a stranger.

One more week and I felt like I was dying. I hadn't slept for two nights, I paced around my dim lit bedroom and thought about his captivating eyes. It almost got to the point where I considered asking my mom to admit me into a hospital.

Fifth week, a Friday night, and his sister stepped through Connie's Salon door. The bell jingled signaling her presence. I held my breath, waiting to see if he would come in. His hair looked slightly wet from the rain that pounded heavily outside, his t-shirt clung to his body in ways only I could dream about, and don't even get me started on those abs . . .

We met eyes and that's when things really changed. That's when my life became chaotic. It's when I wasn't just Heaven Summers, daughter of Connie and John Summers.

I was The Alpha's Angel – I just didn't know it yet.