My Alpha Mate

~ Chapter One ~

Hey what's up. My name is Danny. My real name is Daniella but everyone calls me Danny. I have brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, and nicely toned skin. My nose and under my eyes are spotted with freckles and I am 17. I live with my parents and my brother who is extremely protective of me. Me and him share a room even though we have other rooms I could sleep in, in my 2 story modern house. It's not the biggest house but it is big enough to fit an 8 person family so it's more that enough space for our small 4 person family. My brother, Vincent, insists that we share a room for a few reasons:

We are best friends.
He wants me close.
The neighborhood isn't bad but he still doesn't trust it enough to let me sleep in my own room.
He is leaving for collage soon.
And because he wants to.

I don't understand him but he looks out for me and so far his decisions have protected me so I respect his wishes. He and my parents left for a movie but I stayed back to do my 2 pound stack of homework I got for missing a week of school. He barely got any so he went with them. He didn't want to saying stuff like 'it's not safe' or 'she's too young'. Pretty much being his normal self. I pretty much threw him out of the house and locked the door. So that's Vincent for ya. Right now I'm laying in my bed with my chemistry textbook in front of me and a worksheet on my chem binder. I can't find the answer to a science equation so I'm just staring at the dark blue walls I picked out for the room. I took in all of the decorations I put on the room and smiled at the memory of us fighting over who got to design the room. I threatened to move into my own room if he didn't let me design it so he finally caved and let me design it. He was quite pleased with the outcome. Looking at my iPhone dock the song changes to Winter Time by Chris August and I hum to the pianos calm toon. A slight breeze from the the open window blows my hair gently and I smile. I turn my attention back to my paper and skip the problem. I continue with the worksheet and it was fairly easy. I get to the last problem and it was a bit harder. (Sorry guys I'm not in my junior year of highschool so I don't know anything about advanced Chem so don't judge.) I groan and lay my head on my arm in frustration. Something Vince has pointed out I do a lot when I'm frustrated with homework.

"Helium" a deep voice says from the side of my bed and it's not Vince. I grab my air-soft pistol and flip over pointing it at him while getting off my bed and standing there.

"Why are you in a mans room?" He asks possessively.

"Who the hell are you? Why the hell are you in my room? And why the hell do you care?" I ask cocking the gun. He doesn't seem bothered by the fact that I'm pointing the gun at him. Yeah yeah it won't kill him or puncture his skin but it hurts like a bitch. And when hit correct spots it hurt desperately and can stun people.

"Oh come on don't swear. Foul language shouldn't come from such a pretty mouth. Just answer the question." He says with a sexy voice. Quickly taking in his appearance, I look around the room and grab the remote from the bedside table and turn off the dock.

"I sleep in here. Now who are you and what the hell are you doing in my house?" I say pointing the gun back at him.

"I am Jayden, I am here to retrieve you." He says and I back away.

"What makes you think I'm going anywhere with you?" I ask and he smiles.

"Well. Why don't you put the gun down considering it's just an air-soft gun and isn't gonna do anything. Then I'll answer a few question before we leave." He says stepping closer. I pull the trigger and it hits the inside of his elbow. He doesn't even flinch. He just looks at me.

"Fuck." I mumble under my breath and run to Vince's bedside table and pull out his M9 9mm Semiautomatic Pistol. It's a little heavier than I remember it when he taught me how to use it but I brush it off. Pointing it at this Jayden guy I notice he was walking towards me.

"Get the hell away from me." I say and he frowns at me.

"Stop swearing." He says and I cock the gun taking of the safety.

"Get out." I say and he smirks. And disappears.

"What the hell?" I mumble lowering the gun a little.

"I told you not to swear." His voice says from behind me and the gun is snatched from my hands and throws is on Vincent's bed. I face him and back away from him.

"What the hell?" I say a little louder and he frowns at me. He walks towards me and I turn to run. His arms wrap around me waist and arms holding my still.

"Don't run from me." He says in my ear. I hear the car pull up since the window was open.

"Look like we have to leave now." He says and I scream.

"VINCENT." I yell and push away from the mans chest. I dive for the bed and grab the gun and shoot him in the left side of the stomach he grabs his side and a burning sound appears. He flees the room out the window and I follow him to the window and watch him run off at an inhuman speed. The door bursts open and Vincent runs in.