The Alpha's Special Mate

wounded

                 I come out of the forest surrounding the pack house, I shift back to my human form and I use my power to shift back fully clothed. I pull my hood off and my face cover. I open the front door and walk inside. 

                 There are 4 boys from the pack on the couch. They turn and look at me and grin evilly. 

               "Hey, Halfbreed, did you get the order done?" The Boy says with a sneer.

                 I hear them making barking noises and rude remarks towards me, I turn around and snarl at them. I walk up the stairs to the fourth floor, all the way down the hall to my room. I peel my stretchy leather suit off. I pull out red underwear and a matching lace bra, that had a black bow on it. I walk into my bathroom. I turn the shower on and climb in with a relieved sigh when the water hits my pale skin. I climb out of the shower and wipe myself dry with one of my Grey fuzzy towels. I slid on my underwear and bra. I walk into my closet and pull out a shirt that says, 'don't hug an assassin, we do more than just bite.' and red jean shorts.

              I walk downstairs with my hair dripping wet still. I walk into the kitchen where I see my Father was cooking dinner. He turn around sensing my presence. "Did you get any information?" He says to me.

             I bow  head and say, "No, Alpha." 

             He glares at me and says, "Did you kill him?"

             "Yes, Alpha, he won't be a problem anymore."I felt my head snap to the left, I looked into his grey eyes full of anger.

             "How do you expect me to keep this pack safe if you can't follow order of when I specifically said get information from him, I should have killed you as soon as you were born." He grabbed my throat and shoved me against the wall, I grimaced in pain. "You're as worthless as your filthy mother." He lets go of me and I fall to the ground, "leave me, I can't stand looking at you anymore."

           I get up and see the 4 boys from earlier standing at the entrance from the kitchen. They made crying faces and I growled at them loudly, my father smacks the back of my head and says, "I said LEAVE!" He yells at me. 

          I run up the stairs and open my bedroom door and flop onto my red, black and grey silk covered bed. I start crying into my pillows to muffle my screams. I start thinking, 'I'm leaving this place and never returning.' I grinned to myself. Then I fall asleep planning my escape.

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A/N:

I am new at writing and I personally think I suck at writing. But my friend believes I am a really good writer, so I decided to write a book.