Filed To Story: Falling for the Alpha As a Student Novel
It was like a slap in Rachel’s face; she knew her father wasn’t genuine when he wanted to spend time with her. But part of her was still in denial about it. She wanted to believe that maybe he did care about her after all and that he was truly sorry for how he treated her.
“And you have done well, but I can’t possibly allow you to walk around with all the knowledge that you have,”
the voice said, chuckling.
“Then erase them,”
he said through his teeth. “You have the power to do that.”
“I do…”
it said simply. “But my little friends are so very hungry and before they depart from your lovely daughter, they need to feed.”
“What?”
Raymond asked, staggering backward. “You are crazy. Why me? Why not kill her?!”
The voice didn’t respond at first; Rachel was oddly curious about the answer as well. Why won’t it kill her? Or maybe it still will. A sickening feeling formed in the pit of her stomach.
“I like her,”
the voice finally answered. “She had done far too much to deserve death. Plus, she doesn’t know much of anything. Nothing that can expose us. As for you… well… we don’t like you as much. You are a failed spy. You could hardly even get close to her.”
“I was the one who gave her the wolf’s bane, knocking her out”
Ray argued, furiously.
“You couldn’t have done it without Rachel,”
the voice hissed. “Also, didn’t you also abuse your daughter throughout her entire childhood? You took her virtue. You drove her to drugs and alcohol and forced her into that wretched facility. You are hardly worth a life.”
Rachel was surprised that the voice knew this information, but she supposed it’s been living in her brain for weeks, so it made sense that it would know things about her. It sounded like the voice was angry at Raymond on Rachel’s behalf.
Raymond was shivering, unable to move. She wondered why he wouldn’t turn and run; it’s not like the darkness was inside of him and making him stay still like it was doing to her. The only darkness inside of Raymond was his own.
“Rachel darling, my little friends are hungry, and I need them to be at full strength when they return to me. They will be leaving you shortly and you will be free of your duties. You have done well and as your reward, you get to keep your life,”
the voice said, only to her this time.
Rachel was relieved, but her heart was so heavy, and her brain was so confused. She had done such horrible things; she was never going to recover from this. She knew this; death doesn’t seem so bad.
“You will keep the unbearable truths of what you had done,”
the voice confirmed. “It might in fact be a punishment worth than death.”
Rachel flinched at those words.
“But before my friends leave you, we ask that you perform one last task.”
“What is it?”
Rachel asked in a quivering tone, finally able to speak again.
After a beat of silence, the voice answered, “Kill him.”
…….
Downstairs in the living room where the guests mingled and laughed, their conversations ceased to exist as Raymond’s tormented screams sounded throughout the entire packhouse. At first, nobody knew what they were listening to but then it was clear that someone upstairs was in grave danger and crying out for help.
Alpha Bastien was the first to jump into action; he was closely followed by Beta Ethan and then Alpha Jonathan.
Luna Selene wasn’t far behind as well, despite knowing she should stay with the others. But her daughter was upstairs, and he needed to see that she was okay.
Bastien followed the sounds of the gargled screams and then the screaming stopped. But he knew exactly where it was coming from. He ran to the room at the end of the long hallway and barged inside. He paused, frozen to the core, when he saw Rachel kneeling over her father’s body, covered head to toe in his blood.
“I…. I…. I didn’t mean to kill him…”
Enzo’s POV
Something was wrong.
I knew it before Ethan called me. I could feel it through our mate bond, regardless of how far she was. I knew something had happened. My wolf has been on edge for hours, saying we needed to get to Alpha Jonathan’s packhouse to be with our mate. He didn’t like her being that far away from us.
He had to deal with it when we remained in our pack while Lila went to school, and he didn’t like it then either. But now it was different; now she was going to an Alpha’s pack that Max despised. Not that I could blame him. Alpha Jonathan always gave me a shady vibe. He was a businessman, which meant he cared more about his business and making a quick buck than he did anything else.
I felt a shudder in my chest, and I clutched it as I staggered backward.
“Alpha?”
One of my warriors asked, narrowing his eyes at me.
We were on training grounds; I had just gotten out of the gym and now I was scoring with some of my men as part of their training, along with some training of my own. As Alpha, I always have to be prepared for an attack. But an inward attack was not something I was prepared for.
My warrior rushed to my side and grabbed my arm to steady me, but I jerked him off.
“What is it, Alpha? Should I get the doctor?”
“No,”
I said between my teeth.
It wasn’t something a doctor could help me with. It was the bond.
“Our mate,”
Max grumbled. “Something is wrong.”
I knew he was right and before I could say anything more, another voice sounded from the patio.
“Alpha! You have a phone call in the parlor!”
I patted my pants, frowning. Parlor calls were for emergencies; most usually just called my cellphone. But when I patted my pants and felt no phone, a growl escaped from my throat.
I turned and ran as fast as my human legs could allow. I ran through the patio doors and into the parlor. The phone sat on the desk on the far side of the room, past the couches, the bookshelves, the fireplace, the coffee station, and the mini kitchen.
A lot of my pack members enjoyed this room, including the children. I recently set up a play area on the far side of the room where the pups can roam and play freely without worry. Annabelle, Jake’s mate, I had put in charge of the parlor; so, it also doubled as her office.
I grabbed the phone and pressed the blinking button.
“Yes?”
“It’s Ethan,”
Ehtan said breathlessly. “You need to get to Alpha Jonathan’s packhouse right now.”
“What happened?”
I asked, my feeling as if it weighed a thousand pounds. “Is it Lila?”
“Yes,”
Ethan said without hesitation. “She’s missing.”
I didn’t waste any more time. I slammed the phone down and ran as fast as I could until I reached outside. In mid-air, I shifted into my wolf form and allowed Max to take full control. He could run faster than I ever could. He had one mission and one mission only; get to our mate.
He buzzed through the forest with lightning speed. Looking around, everything was a blur as we ran. Animals couldn’t even jump out of the way fast enough, but Max paid them no attention. He wasn’t hunting; he was too preoccupied.
Our mate was in danger; we weren’t there when we should have been.
If anything happened to her, neither of us would forgive ourselves.
It took us about 15 minutes to get to the packhouse. Ethan, being the best Beta, a wolf could have, was already waiting outside with an extra change of clothing. I didn’t have to tell him I was running here in my wolf form and to be prepared. He just knew.
I shifted back into my human form and grabbed the pair of jeans and shirt that Ethan snatched from Alpha Jonathan. My wolf gave a fit about having to wear that man’s clothing, but that wasn’t important. Not right now.“Tell me what happened,”
I ordered as I walked past him and toward the front door of the packhouse.
I couldn’t smell Lila nearby, which was irritating to both me and my wolf. But her scent lingered, it was stale.
“She went upstairs to check on her friend…”
Ethan began to explain.
“What friend?”
I asked, interrupting him.
I needed to know the ENTIRE story.