The Femal Alpha is my mate?

~13~

~Kora~
Who was that? Those eyes. So worn out, wise and- and kind. Like they have seen things nobody should have. Its scary how inviting and familiar they are. Almost... like...home. Home. Theres a word I hadn't used in a while. Home was the base where the guys and I basically live. Home was where I could relax and have nothing to worry about. Home was a place where I belonged. But that all changed when my brother died.  My older brother by a year. His name was Dylan. And I used to call him brober. 

Brober.

Oh no. Its -its happening again.

The.

The flash backs. -No.

"Dylan! Dylan, where are you?! I have something to tell you. Please come out. This isnt a game." A little girl the age of 9 runs around the corner into the living room. Her brother loves it there. He set his hockey things up so he cam practice. Thats where he is most of the time.
"Brober, Guess what. I made percuss-."

Dylan wasn't alone. But it wasn't the guys, or her parents. These strange men were talking to 10 year old Dylan with ties up hands and a fearful look on his face.

"Oh look.  His sister. Little alphas girl and that bitch. If you wont talk now shes coming with us." They spat his face.

"Dyl-dylan whats happening?"
She said taking a few steps back and her little pup claws coming out.

"Kora. Get out now. Go find mom and everything will be alright. The guys will take care of you if anything happens."

She ran. And didnt see him again for a few years.

The flashback changes to the time her parents told her he was kidnapped.

Then to the cuts she made on herself.

Later to the guys finding her almost dead.

To seeing her brother finally only for him to be killed in front of her.

The flash backs stopped and Reggie had carried her out of the room back to his bike making the excuse of them having training in the morning. But he knew what happened. He knows her that well. And he is and will be there for her. Always.