Alpha Bully

By: Sam Crescent


Mate!

She frowned at the sound. Glancing around the room she wondered if someone was outside her bedroom.

“Mom, Dad?” She opened her bedroom door, looking outside. Scarlett called them again.

“What’s the matter, dear?” her mother asked, coming to the bottom of the stairs.

“Were you upstairs a second ago?” Scarlett pointed behind her.

“No. What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I just thought I heard something.”

“No, you were alone, honey. Get dressed, we’re waiting for you.”

Nodding, Scarlett walked back into her room closing the door. She went to the window and slid it closed, feeling the breeze brush across her body. Wrapping her arms around her waist, Scarlett shivered as she overlooked the forest. She’d never been a fan of the dark or of scary movies.

She moved away from the window as an image of a white wolf came to her mind. Scarlett stopped to look back at the scenery. No, she was imagining everything. There were no such things as ghosts, wolves, or zombies. She was losing her mind. No wonder Marshall Briggs and all the popular kids at school bullied her. Shaking her head, she made her way toward her closet. Going through her clothes, she looked at the blue cocktail dress her mother had given her months again.

Closing her eyes, she held onto the fabric of the dress.

“Move out of the way, piggy.”

“You’re so ugly. You’ll die a virgin.”

“Fatty.”

“Wide load.”

Shoving all of the humiliation aside, she grabbed the blue dress from the wardrobe. Without looking in the mirror, she put on the dress she’d refused to wear.

Mate!

Frowning, she looked around the bedroom, wishing she would stop hearing that one word.

“You’re going crazy, Scarlett. Next year it will all be over and you won’t have to worry about a thing.”

One year left and then it was onto college where she could forget about the likes of Marshall Briggs and his creepy best friend. With her pep talk over, she smiled. Life would be good soon.





Chapter Two



The pain was something he’d never forget. Marshall’s bones shattered into thousands of pieces, burning hot iron coursing around his body as the fire built to a fever pitch. Slowly, the pain started to ebb away as if it hadn’t even been there. Collapsing to the ground, Marshall turned toward the warmth of his mother, Carla, who was pressing a towel to his forehead.

“He’s in pain, Luke,” she said.

Opening his eyes, he saw his father smiling. “He’ll be alpha one day, Carla. The pain is necessary.”

“None of the others have had this kind of pain.”

“They’re not alpha like our son. This will teach him respect, understanding, and it will make him a better alpha. This is what is necessary for all of us who lead.” His father spoke like the alpha he was. Soon, one day, Marshall would take over. He was the eldest son. “I’m proud of you, son.”

Marshall smiled up at his father, wishing there was something he could say. The pain was too great. The fire was already building within his veins for another bone breaking transition.

“When you find your mate this will all be worth it, son. I promise you.”

He shook as the heat gathered inside. For some strange reason Scarlett entered his mind, but he immediately pushed her image aside. Closing his eyes, Marshall tried to focus on something else. His mate. She’d be so beautiful and worth every second of this pain. Once he transitioned he’d be able to protect her from everything. He’d be big, strong, powerful. His little, private obsession over Scarlett would come to an end.

“That’s it. Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in, breathe out.” He listened to his mother and father as they coached him through the transition.

There wasn’t a way for him to contain the screams as his body started to break. Bones crunched together, and his whole body shook. Opening his eyes he saw his skin rippling as fur started to sprout out of his pores. Lifting his head, he released a growl, staring up at the sky wishing for something to take the immense pain away. He hated this, despised it, but there was no stopping what was happening.

Mate.

Love.

Respect.

Pack.

Loyalty.

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