Kidnapped By The Alpha

Chapter 1

~Authors note~

First, I just want to say Thank You if you are interested in this book and want to read, this is my first book on wattpad so I'm excited yet nervous at the same time! I really hope this story turns out good and you guys continue to read it! xx

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~Blairs POV~

"You look beautiful babe" Zac was skimming his eyes of my body and lust started to cloud his eyes. He looked dashing in a simple plain white tee but it clung to him like a koala clings to a tree. He began to lean in, so close that i could feel his hot, minty breath fanning my face. Our lips were leaning in and i was just about to kiss-

BEEP BEEP BEEP

"Stupid alarm" I grumbled and began slamming my hand on my alrm clock as my fantasy of Zac Efron vanished. I kept my eyes closed and embraced the warmth. To put things simply, Im an average girl. My name is Blair Reynolds, I'm 17 years old and im a senior. I have bland brown hair and eyes but according to my mom, they're gorgeous but i know she's obligated to say that. I do well in school considering my moms a nut case about my grades. The only thing i actually enjoy doing is playing my piano in whatever spare time i have. My fashion sense is eh and i have a reasonable amount of friends. My best friend is Olivia and we bonded through a crayon war in kindergarden(dont ask). My life consists of routine.

I looked over at my clock and squinted (blame my lack of carrots) at the time; 7:00 was blinking non-stop. SHIT, I stumbled out of bed and that ended up with me on the floor and a string of curses to leave my mouth. I quickly rushed to my closet and pulled out a sweater and some jeans and ran for the bathroom. I honestly didnt care what i picked seeing as how i was going to be late where on a regular day, i spent a bit of effort. I quickly jumped in the shower and one thing you'll come to learn about me, is that i take forever in the shower so this was a real struggle. Setting a record for myself of 10 minutes, i quickly showered and dried off. Changing and brushing my teeth was 5 minutes and by that time, i was having a panic attack and some toothpaste still in my mouth, which by the way is disgusting. I quickly rushed out and checked the time; 7:15 was blinking in red letters continuously as if it was mocking me. School started at 7:30 and it takes 20 minutes to get there so i was basically fucked. I ran downstairs and may or may not have tripped down the stairs which will most likely result in having a red bum all day. Another thing you'll learn is that im clumsy. VERY clumsy. I grabbed a granola bar and was about to shove it in my mouth and run when i saw my mom casually sipping her coffee. Now this may be normal for some people, but my mom loved sleep as much as i do and that says something.

"Mom, what are you doing up? And actually dressed?" I kept staring at her clothes and tried racking my brain if their was something important today. She looked at me with the whole 'i dont know what your talking about' face and thats when i began freaking out.

"Blair, you may want to sit down" Her expression turned serious and i was beginning to worry. Was she dying? Was I dying? Shit, did she find my hidden stash of candy? Thats it, Im royally fucked. My mom doesnt allow candy in the house becuase its 'not healthy' which i totally dont believe. Ok well maybe i do, but thats not going to stop me.

"-We're moving" Wait WHAT.

"Mom, what do you mean we're moving?" Questions were running through my head and i began to get dizzy so i sat down. With who? Where? When? School already started and its senior year, I cant leave. What about my friends? I was so caught up in my thoughts i didnt notice the tear that escaped. I quickly wiped it away and looked at my mom who was looking at me as if i was a time bomb, which i was but i was holding back. I tried holding back my tears but they kept escaping. We cant leave. My dad is here and that meant everything and she knew it. A couple years ago, my dad died from a car accident which was when I hit rock bottom. I was a daddy's girl and my dad meant the world to me. When he died, it took a couple years for me to deal with the reality of it. I know it was hard on my mom also considering i heard her cry every night and sometimes we would cry together. That all changed when she met Brandon. He was on a business trip to Canada (which is where we live and btw, not all canadians are nice) and my mom bumped into him on the streets, her papers flew everywhere and he helped her get them, blah blah blah, then they started dating but it was a bit hard considering he had to go back to Virginia and long distance relashionships are hard but they make it work. Brandons nice and funny, and the fact that he makes my mom happy makes me like him more.

"We're moving to Virginia with Brandon. He asked me to marry him Blair, and I said yes."I take it back, he sucks.

"I want you to know, that he really makes me happy Blair and i love him. I didnt think i would ever be able to do that ever since your dad died. Please, try to understand." By this time her voice softened and i felt my gaze soften as i stared at her. She really does love him and i would be selfish to take her from the chance of love again.

"When are we moving?" My voice quivering even though i tried to remain strong, even though my mom would see through it.

"Tomorrow" Tomorrow. I had a day before i left my world behind and entered a new one.

"Well i guess I'll start packing." By that time, i couldnt hide the tears. I saw my mom run over to me and hug me. I welcomed her familiar smell and hugged her back. Time to pack.

The day consisted of packing, crying and saying goodbye to my life, my friends. It was the worst when i saw Olivia. I broke down sobbing and we held each other trying not to forget. By the end of the day, the house was bare, my eyes were red and puffy, and i was drained emotionally and physically. Tomorrow my new life starts and i dont think im prepared for it.

I didnt even go to school today.