Loving My Alpha Mates

Closet of secrets

My head throbs as I slowly open my eyes, trying to look where I am. I can't see!!!Oh yeah...blind..I hear a booming voice and I cower back, whimpering. It was all a dream. I'm still with Anthony! I slept in and now I'm going to get a beating!

I scramble out of bed, falling on my face and onto the hardwood floor... I hiss from the slight pain but quickly jump up and run to...I don't know where. But wherever I heard the voice coming from. Before I knew what the heck I'm doing, I smack into a door. Please not a closet...wait, I never had a closet...or a bed...or a room!

Just then the door slings open and I scream, falling on my bottom and cowering away from Alpha Anthony.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, Alpha Anthony! I didn't mean to sleep in! Please don't make me do it again! I'll stay up extra late to get everything done! Please-" I'm stopped by my sobs, realizing it's hopeless.

'It's ok. I'll take it.' My wolf says sadly.

All the other times this had happened, she was to weak to come forward and take the pain. Though I will be able to hear, see and smell everything, she won't allow me to feel the physical pain.

My eyes glow and everything comes into color. I ready myself for what I'm about to see but have my breath hitch from what comes into view. That's not Alpha Anthony. It's my dad and Noah behind him. They both look at me in shock...then anger. I look away from them and curl into a ball, not wanting to get hurt by two very powerful wolves.

I hear snarling and brace for a beating...or worse. I'm a slut. I deserve everything I get. I'm disgusting. So many males have taken me and...I shiver in disgust from the memories. The snarling is met with more and I whimper.

As I think it's the end of all my suffering through the years, I hear someone yelling. The voice was familiar but I'm too scared to even concentrate.

"NOAH AND KAYDEN!! STOP THAT OR I WILL RIP YALLS BALLS OFF!!" A feminine voice yells.

I flinch at the loud noise and dare to look up. I see Noah clawing in my Dad's grasp, barely staying in human form from anger. Dad is barely controlling it either. His eyes glow red as he tries to calm his wolf. He looks at me and takes a deep breath to calm down to talk.

"What all did Anthony do to you?" He growls.

I flinch from his tone and curl up tighter. His eyes suddenly go back to their normal icy color and guilt takes over his weathered face. Noah is still struggling crazily, biting into flesh with his canines and clawing at dad with his claws. Dad shakes him until his wolf eyes catch a glimpse of me. Dad nods his head to Noah and he nods back. Dad finally lets go of Noah and slowly walks over to me. I think about making a run for it now that the door isn't fully blocked but then I realize that I'm petrified in my position.

His hand reaches out, making me jump and whimper, ready for the hit or slap. But nothing comes...except a gentle hand caressing my cheek. The touch is surprising but also comforting. I remember this touch. This is my dad. His loving self is back. The part of him that I haven't truly seen ever since I was taken.

He slowly sits in front of me, still caressing my cheek gently. With his other hand he brushes my crazed hair away from my puffy eyes and behind my ear. Tears stain my cheeks and my dad slowly wipes them away. A small smile appears on my face as I remember this was how he always made me feel better when I was little.

"Sweetheart, what did Anthony do to you?" He says softly.

My wolf stays present, so I can see my dad in this moment. She growls at the memories of everything that I went through, surprising me. Dad waits for me to answer but I just can't find the words. I'm too ashamed...my wolf snarls then takes over, I try to stop it but I can only watch now, because she's tired of being scared all the time. She's ready to start living. But I just can't. She never felt the beatings...or the hurtful words.