The Heartless Alpha

Chapter 10

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Dylan on the side here! (Can I have him to myself?) haha

Also, it's Gigi Hadids birthday and I'm so obsessed with her, Arghhh. Massive happy birthday to her.

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Dylan's pov - enjoy

"Dear, who are you talking about? No one is in the house but me" My Nonna lies straight to me.

Angry, I let out a dismantled grunt.

"I can smell her, don't you dare lie to me" I say.

Nonna crosses her fragile arms and huffs, a piece of silvery white hair falls to the side of her face.

"Dylan, calm your tone young man, who are you looking for?" She responds sighing.

"My mate." I respond not wanting to say her name.

"She's not here" Nonna replies while turning back to making her soup.

Godammit.

I walk out of the kitchen and trudge through the house, her scent leading to me. I walk upstairs, down a hallway and I'm faced with a door.

She's in here, I thought.

I open the handle a slam the door open. Val suddenly waking up in horror.

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Vals Pov

"Get out or I swear I'll hit you with this lamp" I threaten. Dylan looks me up and down a chuckles evilly.

"I dare you. Get out of here, you don't belong here, this isn't your house." Dylan explains.

I look to my side and sigh, he's right. It's not my house but that doesn't mean I'm going with him.

"Why don't you go, what do you want from me?" I ask hesitantly.

"You're danger for my pack and I, you need to be killed." He says

I gasp in shock, truly scared. I back away as far as I can from him, holding the lamp out as my weapon.

Dylan walks towards me, my breath slightly picking up.

"G-go away" I start, but he doesn't listen. He keeps walking towards me. He gets close enough that I whack him with the lamp across his head.

But it doesn't effect him. Oh boy.

His eyes darken in anger and his fist bull up, his vein in his right arm popping.

He's going to kill me. I scream as pushes me to the ground, his fist holding out to my face.

I squeeze my eyes shut, ready for the blow. But then an idea comes to me, kick him where the sunshine don't shine. Yes!

I raise my knee and kick him hard in the balls. Dylan falls off me and let's out a manly grunt holding himself.

"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh" I panic. Quickly making way to the door.

As I'm about to open the door, Dylan grabs my ankle and pushes me down. My chin hitting the hard floor.

Ow. I curl my fists in balls and struggle to get up my hip starting to hurt once again.