Alpha's Skin

Chapter 2

I'm no stranger to hate. Hatred seems to run through my veins at the moment my father heard I was born.

I was an abomination to his traditions and code of life.

He wanted a male, but he got a weak, pathetic and flimsy female.

Now, he has a male; a prideful, pig face and an egotistical idiot. I hope my father dies from being a happy man, so he doesn't see me skinning alive his prize male.

"Aurora!" a shout interrupts my train of thoughts.

"You're staring at the mirror again," Taylor, blonde female with slightly taller statue than me says as she walks past. I shoot a deathly glare at her before looking back to the mirror.

Luca strides forward towards me; his head is held high. Grey streaks gracefully loomed into his thick black mane.

"Shouting my name again, Luca?"

"Aurora, you missed the practice, again, do I have to make it clear to you that you can't miss these events,"

"Practice for what, again?" I tried to avoid continuing this pointless conservation.

"For the emerging, you are the Alpha's daughter, so that means--"

"Fuck, if I was the Alpha's daughter than I wouldn't be busting my ass to prove my status, would I?"

"Aurora, don't use that tone with me, I'm still a Beta, your Beta," Luca growls back at me, staring right in my eyes.

I wanted to snap my jaws at him, but that will only end with my Father being involved.

I relaxed my shoulders and turned my back towards me. I was waving him off.

"Whatever, I'll let prized male, take my place, he's been doing it for a while now," I spat back, wanting to hear Luca's reaction.

"Leave, August, out of it,"

 In that very moment, I wanted to laugh manically in that gym. That piece of shit had everyone sucking his dick for what, being a fucking male. No, not a male. He was the fucking saviour of the pack, the one to bring fucking honour to tradition and peace to the motherfucking world.

"Aurora," Luca's voice is softer, I think he saw myself distort in anger through the mirror.

"I'm fine if you asking," I said as I rubbed my face, trying not to leave a resting bitchface mark.

"Just come to the events, ok, Aurora," Luca said as he turned around with a look of pity on him.

I fucking hate pity. Every male in this fucking pathetic pack gives me the same look every day. Pity is what I got the moment I was born and I hate every moment of it.

"I'll come, so we can all suck August's dick," I mumbled loudly to myself.

"Haha, I wouldn't mind," Taylor seductively says as she lifts a medicine ball. I rolled my eyes to the left.

"Can you be a slut, somewhere else than here,"

"Eeeks, someone got their panties in a twist,"

"Nah, your dad, did, when he fucked me," I rudely remarked back.

"As I said before, got their panties in a twist,"

"Only thing being twisted, is going to be your throat, if you keep on yapping, Taylor," I  said sourly at her.

Taylor drops her medicine ball and rolls it away from me. I take that as submission before I leave for a shower.

Driving to my Father's estate, I walked in, tired and bruised.

I hear a clutter in the kitchen, I know that Father has gone straight to the riverbed after the emerging.

So, what piece of shit is in my kitchen?

I hope that its a raccon or possibly a young bear cub.

I take a knife from my left pocket, nearing to the side of the entrance of the kitchen.

I move into attack mode. 

Facing the creature, I notice the vermin from the moment I saw his striking blue eyes.

The prized Male.

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Sorry for the short chapter. Hoping to write more than a few measly words.

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