Her Cold-Hearted Alpha

Her Cold-Hearted Alpha Chapter 1

Her Cold-Hearted Alpha Chapter 1

Prologue

Twenty one years ago…

It was the night of my 13th Birthday. A day where I should have just chilled with my friends. We were going to go down by the canyon. Have a bonfire. But something wasn’t right. I could feel it. I stayed in my room telling them I wasn’t feeling great.

Nly emotions were wreaking havoc within me. as if wanting an outlet from the confines of my body. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Alejandro what’s wrong?” my mom’s soft voice asked from outside the door.

“Just leave me alone, please.” Fear. I felt fear, something inside me was changing. I gripped the window ledge staring up at the moon.

“Leave him be, he isn’t worth it.” my fathers cold voice came. He had always hated me; I don’t even know why.

Nly heart was racing in my chest. I hated this. it was as if something was screaming to be set free. I closed my eyes, trying to calm myself. But it was no use, I could hear them all.

The voices in the entire house. Why was this happening? I could hear every poisonous word that left my dad’s mouth as they walked away.

“Ricardo… he’s a child, there must be something wrong.” Nlom whispered to dad as they entered their bedroom.

“He’s a disobedient mutt. There’s nothing wrong.” He scoffed. Anger filled me with a fiery passion.

Why the hell did he hate m e so much? Nly heart was thumping loudly. The moon was making me feel odd. Why did it have to be a full moon tonight? Ever since I could remember I felt restless on a full moon. Sure, I was a werewolf, but this wasn’t normal, and it wasn’t like I had a wolf yet.

“I’m not disobedient.” I whispered. What did I do wrong? I always tried to live up to his standards, but I was never good enough.

“He’s a worthless piece of trash. That one is going to die young. Trust me.” His words made my blood boil. My fingernails dug into the window ledge. A growl tearing from my lips. I saw red as I turned towards the door. I was done with having t o hear this.

I pulled it open and stormed down the hall to my parents’ room. Each antagonising remark that left my fathers lips made my anger surge. I ripped open their door, not even realising I had taken it off the hinges.

Nly mother screamed and dad looked shocked.

“What the fuck is that…” he whispered looking at me. I glared at him feeling agonising pain rip through me. Nly bones felt like they were burning and breaking.

“I’m not trash! I’m not disobedient!” I growled, not caring about the pain. I couldn’t even recognise my voice or understand what was happening. Dad’s eyes widened as he stepped back looking up at me. I frowned, why was he looking up at me? He was taller than me.

“You worthless mut! How dare you! What the hell are you!?” Dad roared; he was the Alpha.

He always hated how his Alpha command never worked on me. I knew it was that reason. The reason he always beat me when I disobeyed him. To show me that h e was stronger. But why? Was that such a big deal?

“I am not worthless. Why do you hate me s o much?!” I growled; I couldn’t even recognise my voice.

“I told you he was a freak…” Dad whispered disgust and contempt clear in his voice. Anger flared within me, and I lunged at him.

It felt like a nightmare. I could see what was happening but at the same time I wasn’t in control.

I saw my black furry paws with long claws tear into my father. I couldn’t feel anything but at the same time I was calm. And then suddenly everything went black.

When I came to, I was standing naked in m y parents’ bedroom. A once summer country room that was now a nightmare. Shredded body parts littered the room and blood. Claw marks stained every inch of the walls and floor. The strong smell of coppery blood tarnished the air. I stumbled back, horror filling me. I looked at my hands. Hands that were covered with blood. I scanned the floor, I remember attacking dad, but what about mum?

I rushed across the room, to the other side of the upturned bed. Stopping in my tracks when I saw the hand that lay on the floor wearing a ring. Mom’s ring… Mom’s hand. No… how could I have attacked mom . No. No. No. My heart thundered in my chest, and I wished I could reverse time.

I had done this. I had murdered my parents and I had no idea how. But one thing was clear. Dad was right. I was a freak. A freak of nature. Whatever I had turned into, wasn’t normal.

That was my first shift. The first time I had taken someone’s life. But it was far from the last time…