In Alpha Wings

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑇𝑤𝑜

𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒
𝑅𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑢𝑟𝑔𝑒
𝑇𝑜 𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑡.

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Groaning out aloud when I felt the light of the sun over my face making my face heat up with warmth, and a whine of protest left me. I slowly brought my hands up to block the shade and then rubbed my face before opening my eyes. I blinked and slowly sat up on my comfy mattress. Scratching the back of my neck as I closed my eyes again. My hand halted on my neck when I heard the sound of breathing and I opened my eyes abruptly. My body went on full alert as memories of yesterday flashed into my mind making me stand up hastily. Wholly cautioned before turning around and finding the spot empty. The hair on my neck stood informing me that the kid was still in this house.

After following his scent my jaw clenched at the sight in front of me. My eyes went to the only cupboard I had as I stared hard at it. I walked toward it with light steps and sat on the floor before ripping the door open and holding the not-so-small body in my hand before thrusting it out. The boy I accidentally brought to my place, I didn't know why I took pity on him. When I should have let him rot there where he was. Placing him on the ground I was shaking his head, not even wanting to think about my next step. My sight hardened when I saw him shivering in fear as he suddenly crawled back. His back touched the wall as he let out a whimper and whispered.

"Pl-plea-pleas-se d-do-don't-t ki-kill...kill m-me." I rolled my lower lip in my teeth and bit them as my jaw clenched once more. I turned my head looking at the spot where I was just laying and scowled at it when a thought crossed my mind. Definitely should have let him rot there. Again questioning my decision, why the heck did I bring him here?

"Get out," I mumbled while looking away. Turning around I walked away while sparing him a glance. I walked toward the main door and threw the big wood to the side as it fell with a loud thumb. I looked back at the boy and walked toward him, grabbing him by his shirt from behind. And forced him to stand as he let out a whimper in protest. His whole face was wet with tears making me bite my tongue to not snap at him, as I pushed him outside and freed him from my grip.

He stumbled on his feet and stared at me with wide eyes, the scent of fear filled me scrunched my nose in distaste as I looked at him. His heart was beating fast and the expression on his face was enough for me to calm down a little.

"Leave and pray that our paths would never cross." With that, I turned around and marched inside my house not bothering to pick up the wooden piece, and placed it on the door frame. I was suddenly feeling too exhausted to even do anything, his expression... his damn expression was disturbing me. It was forcing me to remember things. Memories that I always ran from.

So I stood there, resisting the urge to hurt myself while hearing the boy's fast breathing. My hands shivered as different scenarios filled in my mind. Sweat started to form on my forehead as the sound of the...

I got distracted again as I heard his breath getting stuck as he inhaled deeply but then I only heard a small movement. I bit my lips and paused for him to shift but he didn't. I could hear nothing but several voices from all around the building. Controlling my insights and diverting my focus again on the boy I heard nothing.

Gritting my teeth in frustration I turned back and faced the door. I opened the door again and glared at him. He was sitting on the ground with his arms wrapped around his knees his eyes were filled with tears. I clenched my jaw and stomped toward him.

"Are you deaf or what? I said leave." My eyes congealed as I controlled the urge to snap and had my way with him.

"I- I ha-have no pa-place to go." Raising my eyebrow I stared at him. I couldn't believe I was dealing with that there. Why did I step out again? I shouldn't have opened the door again. Something in me was making me feel too hard to turn away and I didn't know why.

"That's not my problem," I declared and turned back on my feet before I got a dead stop on my track at his request.

"Can I... Can I please stay with you?" A muscle clicked in my body and I took a deep breath before staring at him blankly. His dark brown curly hair fell over his forehead, and I saw hope there lurking in his eyes.

'He is out of his mind.'

"Pp- plea-please I-I would-would die here." Silence filled the place as I just stood there and stared down at him. His pleading was not affecting me in any way. His pleading was just a stupid voice to me that was urging me to just finish his existence right there at the moment.

"I don't want to die." His voice got quieter than before as he bowed his head a little while I towered in front of him. No, I had no choice. If I did it I would do me nothing but wrong.

"I am warning you for the last time, don't ever show me your face."

A few Days Later:

I bit my lower lip and looked down at my hands in frustration. The feeling of something bad happening to the little one was eating me slowly from inside. I should not care about his existence, it was none of my concern. But he was just a kid a twelve freaking- year old kid. Who still had yet to face the cruelty of this damn world. Was I being too cruel?

The fact that I knew that I couldn't protect him even when he would be with me. I could not do that. He was not for me to protect, I would run the moment I sensed someone was after me. I had been doing this for many years and I would do it for many coming years till I knew I was safe.

I had become so used to running that then I couldn't afford to have someone else more like a kid attached to me. It would make me slow and people will catch me and if getting caught that means that child will go through the same torture. It was easy to get caught alone. But that was not happening right now as everything else was at war too. His being in danger at such a young age was irritating me.

I clicked the inside of my cheek grabbed my rough bag and walked out of the house before glancing around. I lowered my head and walked down the streets, toward the building where I found that little boy days ago.

"One glance at him then I will never check on him," I mumbled to myself, fully cautioned of my surroundings to see or hear any suspicious thing before jogging inside the building.

I stopped outside of the apartment and slowly stepped aside and stood there quietly for a moment. Before closing my eyes to sense anything from outside. Any alarming thing and I was out. I walked toward the room and stood there before moving my gaze around as a breath left me.

He was there.

The house didn't seem like it was used and it had been five days since I had seen that kid. But the fact even if a soul lived in a house it would clearly show that someone would be living there.

Crack.

The hair on my neck stood as I furiously turned around and twisted the hand of the man, which was in the air. My eyes hardened as I twisted it more making a cracking voice fill in the air as the man who was about to attack on me, screamed making me put my hand over his neck and pressed hard to shut his voice.

His other arm flew up as he tried to hit me as my brows frowned a little at his weak attempt. I hit my foot on his right knee hard as he fell on the ground with me stepping over his broken arm bone he let out a yelp when I hissed near his face.

"Not a voice." Grabbing the broken piece of mirror which was lying everywhere on the ground and stabbed his leg before tilting my head to the side a small smile formed on my lips at his pained expression.

"Where is the kid?" I raised my eyebrow when he didn't answer and stabbed another piece of mirror in his stomach. Again putting my palm around his throat as he screamed without noise, making me sigh.

"I will ask again where. Is.The.Kid?" He growled out aloud making me glare at him. I felt my nails grow as his eyes showed fear.

"The...the Alpha...Wiw-ill kill you." I smirked at his broken word as increasing my hand on him, making his face paler.

"He already did. Now the boy?" I asked again grabbed the piece of another mirror and showed him. He was going to die no matter what.

"Western side, shifter take him to The Roaring Cells."

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