The Alpha's One and Only

Chapter 6

[im bored right now, an when I get home and the power ain't fixed I'm going to throw this device and probably break it] PS: stupid keyboard stop NOT registering the 'd' (for all you dirty-minded [like myself] I mean the letter) when I'm trying to put 'and' and making me put 'an' you're making ME sound retarded!
I threw open the men's bathroom door. My wolf must have punched her a little too hard, because my fist was throbbing. 'Ouch.' I thought, looking at my sore and bruised knuckles. I turned the cold water on, and held my hand under there, sighing as the pain numbed to a dull throb. She deserved it though. My wolf told me, still pacing angrily. I shut the water off, and strolled out of the bathroom trying my hardest to act like nothing was wrong, but on the inside was still angry. I went to the nurse's office to see if my mate was there.

"Can I help you?" Said the secretary, glancing up at me with a scowl on her face. I clenched my fists. What is with everyone's attitude today?? I thought. And then I realized I didn't even know my mate's name, even though she probably knows mine by now.. "Did A girl with dark brown hair wander in here?" I asked. Her scowl darkened, probably thinking I was stupid. "Do you have a name for this girl?" She asked avoiding my question. "No." I replied. "Answer the god damn question, woman!" I growled, using my alpha voice. Her face went slack, as she hurriedly scrambled through the folders that were neatly separated, and now falling open dumping the papers all over her desk. She seized one holding it out to me. "A-as a m-matter of fact, a K-Kayla Parker registered i-in, S-sir." She stuttered out, her head lowering before she bent to the desk and began hurriedly cleaning up her mess she created. I opened the file, scimming through it. "...A black eye... Multiple cracked ribs... one or two broken.." A fierce growl tore through me, and the secretary seemed to jump out of her skin. "S-sir, a-are you ok?" She asked. "Shut the Hell up." I growled at her, and she quickly averted her gaze, her fear scent now growing stronger every second. I slammed the folder down and headed down the hall towards room 3A, not even bothering to knock, before opening the door and stepping in.
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OK, I need some serious opinion, should I continue writing this, because I read Thaddeus and Her Cruel Mate, I feel totally inadequate. Opinions in the comments please.
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