The Female Alpha

Chapter 3: Revenge Is Sweet

I felt as if I were the luckiest person in the world, I would finally be able to kill my mother's murderer. I wondered how I could meet Darren's father, his father the one who killed my mother and my pack family. I shook with rage, tears streaming down. My mother something I never wanted to talk about, it brought back so much pain. She was always in my mind, instantly I thought of all the things we did when I was younger. The time when she bought me my goldfish, the hugs she gave me, her sweet smiles. Then a dark cloud washed over my mind, as I thought about "that night." The way he squeezed her neck, how her voice was so weak I could barely hear it. The thunder, how his grey eyes flashed. There was nothing I wanted more than to kill that man. I awoke from my trance, when I felt a sharp tap on the shoulder.

" Nikita are you alright." Kara's looked concerned, the rest of the pack was with her. " You were just sitting there, like you were in some la la land."

" Oh I'm fine." I stood up. " Well I'll be heading back home, girls stay out of trouble ok." The pack waved me goodbye. I jumped on my motorcycle, and went full speed, when I arrived home I headed straight for my bedroom. My thoughts consumed me once more.

How would I kill him? Would my mother have wanted me to? Should I kill him? Should I kill his mate or even Darren his son? I cursed myself for thinking like a murderer. Deep down I knew my mother would have never wanted me to kill him, she would never want me to be like him. I would never want to be like him, instantly I felt guilty for even thinking of killing his mate or even Darren. Revenge was still on my mind, I still wanted him to feel the pain that I felt. I needed to come up the perfect revenge scheme. My mother would not want me to come up with a revenge plan either, but I felt as if I had to do it. The only reason I didn't go after Mr.Ryder was that my mother would have never wanted it, plus I knew I wasn't strong enough back then and I would have never been able to lay a scratch on him. I felt as if life was giving me the opportunity to get back at Mr.Ryder, and I was not about to let it go.

I glanced at the time, It was around six. I went downstairs and no one had come back home yet. It was still a school night so they would probably be back soon, I decided I would make dinner. I was craving for pizza and buffalo wings, if there was one thing about me it was that I was a huge glutton. I began to laugh at myself, I really couldn't cook at all. Yes I was one of those "chefs" that made something, I would pretend to love it and try to eat it, but I would end up throwing it away. I dialled a pizza place.

" Hello how are you and what would you like to order." A chirpy voice answered.

" Chicken and Artichoke pizza and some buffalo wings."

" Ok ma'am for the pizza what crust, and would you like your buffalo's spicy, extra hot, or burning." 

" Thin crust please and extra hot."

" Oh and would you also like to try our new garlic bread sticks or our new dessert pizza?"

"No."

" Well thank you have a nice night."

I hanged up, I still felt like making something. I decided to go for a smoothie. I walked up to the fridge and pulled out a mango and banana. I place the mango on the cutting board and began to chop away. I pretended it was Mr.Ryder. I put the fruit in the blender, and added ice and milk. I turned on the blender, the noise still scares me sometimes, I poured it in a glass and drank. I had to admit it was delicious, I felt as if I was in tropical paradise. I put my glass in the sink, and decided to drive there using my car. It really sucked, to have to drive there. With my secret pack house, I couldn't get delivery. When I walked inside, the smell of tomato sauce and pizza baking hit my nose. My stomach growled, I walked up the cashier.

" That will be 11.50." I paid the girl and she told me to sit down and wait. I called them ahead of time and my order still wasn't ready. I decided to head over to the arcade section, I eyed a crane machine. I took out my wallet, and put two quarters in the slot. I was aiming for a cute little dog, it was green and the body was shaped like a jellybean. I moved the crane slightly to right, and pressed the grab button. It grabbed the dog, then the thing dropped it. I slammed my fist on the glass. Dammit. I put in some more quarters. This time I concentrated, I moved the crane to the back, then a little bit to the left. I was about to move it up, but a voice interrupted me.

" Here you go, enjoy." The voice sounded familiar, it could only belong to one person. I turned around and there in front of me was the gorgeous Darren.

" Thank you pizza boy." I smirked at him grabbing the bag.

" Your that girl who battled me, Nikita" His face held a shocked expression, then returned to normal. " FYI I don't work here, my friend's father owns the place I was just helping."

" Yeah and your Damien right." I looked at him and waited for his reaction, it was fun to purposely say the wrong name.

" It's Darren."

" anyway Darren you interrupted me while I was playing that crane machine." I pointed at it. " I probably would've won if it wasn't for you, and how do you know my name?"

" Well everyones been talking about you, also here's a tip banging your fist against the glass won't help you win." He shot me a smug smile. " Some alpha you are."

" Just cause I can't win a game doesn't mean I'm not fit to be alpha." I gave him a glare. " besides you probably couldn't get it either."

" its the green dog you want?" I nodded, he walked up to the machine and reached for his pocket. I crossed my fingers. Please don't let him win, I prayed silently. He handed me the stuffed animal, just my luck.

" Here ya go Miss Alpha." He smirked. " told ya so."

" The only reason you won was becaue it reached its payout limit." I smiled sweetly, and picked up my bag. " I should be going,thank you so much Damien." Before he could say anything I walked out the door. I squeezed the stuffed animal, dang this was a token of his victory yet again. I wanted to throw the stuffed animal away, but it was to cute. I drove home, as I thought the girls were back. I put the pizza and wings down on the table. I put 3 slices and a few wings on my plate, and sulked up to my room. I slammed the pizza down my throat. The pizza was good, nice and crispy with lots of sauce, and gooey stringy cheese. I finished everything under 12 minutes. I kept on thinking about how Darren said "Miss Alpha", he said it in such a sarcastic tone. He was like most males believing that females couldn't be alphas, again such bull. I also thought about his face, he was just gorgeous. I sighed, it could never be.

Just then a plan formulated into my mind, it was absolutely perfect. What if I made Darren fall in love with me, then I would get him to choose me over his parents. It was perfect because I would basically be taking Mr.Ryder's son away from him, and I would get to explore my feelings for Darren. I knew my feelings would be short-lived. I would not fall in love with Darren, after all he would just be like the rest. I've dated every single type of guy jock, nerd, bad boys, etc. They really were all the same, honestly I tried to make it work. I just ended up getting so bored of them. The details were already set in my mind. When I did decide to break up with Darren, I will tell him that his father is the reason. That way Darren will end up hating his father even when I wasn't in his life, and his father wouldn't be able to get him back. Then I could carry on with the rest of my life. All I had to was get him to love me, get him to choose me over his parents, then break his heart. Breaking his father's heart was going to be such a joy, now his father would know what it felt like to lose someone so dear. This was going to be to easy, I turned off the light and went into bed. Revenge truly was the sweetest thing. 

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