The Alpha's a Girl!?! by Rose Cooper (best book reader .txt) 📖

tomorrow. By then the guys should be far enough away that they’re safe. Then I can focus on my escape. 

 

“Here’s your first choice: Take off your socks, or take off my shoes.” I slowly took off my socks, trying to stall every question as long as possible. “Good, my shoes or my tie.” I stood up and he sat on the bed. I bent down and took off each shoe slowly, glaring at him the whole time. We went on like that for a while until I was wearing nothing but my underwear, bra and a long shirt. He was down to his shirt, and pants. “Your shirt or mine” I took a shaky breath and stood next to him. I slowly unbuttoned his shirt, sending daggers at him with my eyes. “Your shirt or my pants.” I unbuckled his pants and pulled them down, raking my nails across his legs cutting him in the process. Once his pants were completely off he pulled me up to him and held me face inches from his. He went to kiss me and I bit on his lip till I tasted blood.

 

He pulled back and sucked in a breath, “here’s how this works now, I will undress myself and you as well as kiss you wherever I want, I will do nothing more than that. But you must at least pretend to enjoy it. Otherwise I will bring in someone and it will be their end.” I looked at him and kept all the fear out of my eyes. He pulled off my shirt and pushed me on the bed. He kissed up and down my stomach and I arched my back away from him. He growled and hissed at my neck, which I also tried to pull away. “Perhaps I was not clear. Bring in 12 6 and 10!” He shouted. The door opened and three children walked in. Two girls and a boy. “No no no, they’re just kids.” He shrugged and in walked three guards, they each stood behind a kid with a knife. The kids were shaking and crying but the guards held them still. “No no please.” The guards looked at Maxton and he nodded. The kids screamed as one at a time their throats were slit. The guards dropped their bodys and walked out of the room as the kids lay on the ground drowning in their own blood. When they stopped moving Maxton looked at me.

 

“Now I hope you understand that I want you to enjoy this.” I looked at him with tears in my eyes and he smiled. Bastard. How could he do that to the innocent kids. They may belong to the enemy but still, what a terrible way for them to go. He continued to kiss up and down my body. I stayed completely still and silent until he siad, “you’ll have to try harder than that.” He continued on and I would arch my body into him. I felt a throw up in my throat as my mind screamed for it to stop. “If you don’t even sound happy, how can I ensure the 5 men won't die?” I looked at him and saw he was completely serious. I held back my tears and bit the inside of my cheek making me bleed as I forced myself to moan and push myself into him. 

 

This went on for a few more minutes until he just stood up, put on his clothes and left. Once he was gone I got straight in the bathtub and fell asleep in the hot water. I ignored the thought of the dead children who were still on the floor and closed my eyes. 

 

I awoke and immediately felt freezing. The water in the tub was now icy cold and my skin was purple and blue. I pulled myself out of the water and looked in the mirror. My skin was whiter than my hair and my lips were blue. I raised my shaky purple hands to my face and it was icy to the touch. I heard knocking on the door and quickly got changed. I walked out of the bathroom and saw the dead kids still on the floor. I turned my eyes away and watched my door open. A small elderly woman walked in and gasped. “My dear you look dead! Well it’s a good thing today's lessons are in a warmer room while they clean this mess on your floor. Come now dear we must be off.” 

 

I followed the woman down the halls and grinded at the guards around me, scaring them with my appearance. I must really look dead. We stopped at a door and the woman opened it, I gasped when I saw it was white and my eyes immediately went to the huge painting on the wall. I followed the woman to the table and sat down. We spent a few hours going over the rogue lifestyle. It was lunchtime and the guards brought us some tea and food. I had an idea! While she was talking about all their secrets I dropped my cup of tea, being sure to get it on her clothes but not her skin. It made little noise so the guards didn’t come in. She immediately stood up.

 

“Oh I’m so sorry, my hands were still a bit cold and shaky. Are you alright?” “Yes I’m fine, I’ll just go clean up.” She stood up and left the room. Once she was gone I went over to the painting and moved it. Once it was on the ground I tried to pull the door open but it was stuck. I heard someone walking down the hall and grew frantic. The door to the room opened and I pushed harder. Just as the secret door flung open I heard his voice and turned. “How are the lessons?” I looked at Maxton for a mere second and then ran down the tunnel. “Quick the guards! She's escaping!” I heard the door open and dozens of feet running after me. I could smell the guards and Mxton chasing after me and I knew I wouldn’t out run them. Deciding I had no other choice I shifted into my wolf and ran like hell. 

 

When I finally exerted the tunnels I was running through the woods. I kept bumping into trees and cutting myself on things. I was covered in dirt and leaves but kept running. Even after I lost the guards I ran in the direction of our pack house. I kept running and running and didn’t stop. It felt like weeks but was only a day when I finally reached the pack house. Well at least I thought it was. I was so tired and injured when I saw the huge house and people training in the yard. I passed out before I could figure out who was shouting and where I was.

 

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Publication Date: 07-17-2020

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Dedication:
Yoo Hoo, Sallie! If it wasn't for you Sallie, I never would have thought of this. I don't know how, but one day I was practicing with you, and this idea appeared. I know I've been a bit preoccupied trying to write this book, but I promise that soon I'll have time for you once again. The I can pull out my music stand and we can practice. I promise that next time I'll use the right flute cleaner to clean you after. (yes Sallie is my flute)