The Alphas Woman, JyotIka - Jay [books to read to improve english .TXT] 📗

Chapter One
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Prologue

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me into, the nearest classroom. He locked the door, and pushed me against it, holding both my hands in one of his, above my head. "Why, why do you continuously torture me like this?" he questioned angrily. "I want you, I want all of you. Most of all I want 'You' to want me" he said in the same tone raising his voice on the words 'you'. I was a little shocked, I couldn't talk, my mind was tell me to say something, but my inner wolf and body was saying stay, let him have his way with you. I felt hot breath near my nose, I knew he was getting closer, I could feel his body, against me, I felt the hardness in his pants.

"See what you doing to me" he spoke as if reading my mind. I felt his breath near my neck, his lips skimmed my neck, instantly a fire was ignited. He slowly moved up my neck, to my jaw line, then finally my lips. His kiss was fierce, I kept my mouth sealed though at least I had this much control. He stopped. "Logan..." was all I managed to say. As he used this to force his tongue in my mouth. I had now lost all control over my body. I was in love with Logan, but he wouldn't ever find out!

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Luna's POV

"No, no, no, this is so not happening" I cried. If I didn't leave in ten minutes I wouldn't make it to the airport, I won't escape this cold life of mine. This was my first year in college, and I would be away from my abusive father, my father didn't know I was going to college, he wouldn't allow me to, he wanted me to work for him, so he could buy hookers and alcohol every night.

The worst part was he sold me to strange men, almost every night of every week. The first time I lost my virginity, was the day I changed into a wolf. It happened when my fathers best friend came. I came home from school, and they were both drunk, he called me over.

I was ready for the beating he gave me everyday, I got home from school, but I wasn't ready for what happened next. His friend pinned me down and ripped off my shirt. I called, screamed, cried and pleaded out to my father. But he just stood there laughing. I was raped that day...

I would finally be able to leave, the hell I was surrounded in. I looked in the mirror, and saw the bruise that curled above my right eye. I quickly pulled my fringe out, to cover it.

I wore a white tee and some jeans, I grabbed a pare of joggers, and my suitcase. Quietly walking down the stairs and left. Catching a taxi to the airport. Finally. I practically laughed with joy. The taxi driver looked at me with confusion. I smiled softly. I gave the driver, $15, and exited, whilst checking in I filled all the forms I needed, and boarded the plane earlier than anyone else.

I closed my eyes and drifted of to sleep.

My eyes flashed open, as I felt someone sit next to me, she seemed the same age as me. Maybe a bit older. I moved my bag. So she would have more room. I knew my eyes had changed color, from the dark black to a new sparkling dark blue, from the sudden shock.

For a few seconds I thought I was still at home with my, father. After my mother died he resorted in hurting me. I guess he felt if he hurt me, he would forget mum. He didn't.

I toke in all the punches, slaps, kicks, glass cuts, basically what ever kind of physical pain you could inflict on a person. But he didn't stop there, he also emotionally tortured me. After the age of twelve when it all happened, I forced myself to change, I had trained my self to take in all the beating I would get, without leaking a single tear drop, but I guess I couldn't stop all the traumatic things he said.

I'm different, not even my own father knows this, my mother and him were both werewolf's, I never showed any of the signs of being a wolf, so my father thought I wasn't one.

When I turned fifteen I shifted from human to wolf. It was excruciating, the pain I felt when I first shifted, but after that, I would secretly train myself, to become faster, stronger, quieter, smarter, and I managed to trained myself to track. By that time, my father never noticed anything, like the change of eye color when I felt angry , threatened or in danger, he never realized how quickly I healed, he never noticed the small growls that managed to escape, whenever he hit me.

I didn't want my father to know what I was. Because if he did he would force me join his pack. My father was the Alpha, of his pack, back home. He wasn't meant to be, but when the real alpha died, he was second in command.

My father wasn't always bad. I remember when, I was ten and he would, take me to the park to feed the small ducks, or when I was seven, and he used to swing me around in our backyard. I would never forget when I was eleven, and mum had made chocolate cake, we ended up having a cake fight.

Some days after beating me, he would yell, saying things about a new wolf, he sensed but couldn't find. I knew that new wolf was me. But I didn't want to be in his pack. A few of his words remained though.

"No matter where you are, wolf, I'll find you!" he called a hooker, and drank the night away.

I shook my self back into reality, realizing the plane was about to land. This was actually happening.

I didn't need to book an apartment, because I would be living in dorm. Thank god I had gotten that scholarship. Lucky I never told father about it. I had found a job, back home via Internet, which would pay for all the things I would need.

After going through customs. I changed in the airport bathrooms, putting on a hoodie, which covered my bruised face, and changed into skinny jeans, they were faded and a bit ripped, but it sort of looked like, a kind of pattern, as if it was meant to be like that.
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Logan's POV

I groaned, as Jonah, my younger brother punched my arm. I am 19 turning 20, I have just started college, a week ago. I knew any minute now, my mum would burst through, yelling for me to wake up. I got up and rubbed my eyes. I may be young, but after my father Jace died I became alpha of the Moon pack. My father was a great Alpha, and an exceptional warrior, he never let his men do any dirty work, that could involve them losing their lives, this earned the packs respect.

I was sort of living of that respect. My pack now looked up to me as a leader, and a brother. Even though I am a spitting image of my father, at school and college I am the bad boy. But I manage to keep all my grades up, that keeps mum of my back.

I felt pain for my mother, she lost her mate. I am yet to find mine. But from the way she reacted after the news was delivered, was so shocking. It made me want to find my mate, to make sure she was alright, and was with me.

I would cherish her, kisser her, tell her I love her, everyday. Just like dad. I got up, as my bro left the room. I showered, and prepared for college. I was lucky, I already had a reputation at high school. Which now leads into college.

I knew I would be respected and popular. College would be great. There would be a lot of single girls there. Instantly I felt a tightening in my stomach. I regretted the words, that would mean I betrayed my mate.

I knew I had, had those thoughts before, but why did I, feel the pain this time? In the small part of my head right at the back, there was hope. Maybe my mate was close.

I got ready and went down stairs, my mum had cooked bacon and toast, with fruit salad and fresh orange juice. I sat down and ate.

When I finished, I gave my mum a small peck on the cheek, and hola as I walked out. My pack was already waiting for me. My house was in the middle of the forest, were no human's entered.

"Alright boys, patrol up", I commanded, they lowered their heads, and then ran of, to guard the woods. This forest contained my pack and their families. So I had to constantly have it watched.

I jogged out, to main rode. I knew the college was only a ten minute walk from were I was. I was so excited, this would be great. A whole different experience. I smiled at my self. Walking to college, I realized I couldn't look this happy. My peers would think I was softening.

Before I entered, I changed my face. Making it look more cold, whilst straightening my back. I walked in and every pair of eyes looked at me.

They all knew me. I walked over to Duke, he was my best friend and he was also my second in command, in the pack. He high-five's me, then gave me a light fist pump.

"Yo, what's up dude. Did you know, there's a new kid coming today, I heard one of the seniors talking about it. And apparently it's a girl." he said with a grin. I elbowed him. We both hadn't found our mates, which sucked.

I talked to them for a few minutes longer, and then went to Jess. She was my girlfriend. But it wasn't working out so, I decided to end it. I couldn't pretend she was my mate, I didn't feel anything special for her.

"Jess, we need to talk" I said slowly, before she even looked back to see who it was.
"no, those are the four words people say when they want to break up. Hold on wait, are you saying we need to break up?" she squealed, tears bubbling in her eyes.
I hated it when women cry, it just made them look ugly, so her tears weren't working on me.
"I'm sorry, it's not working" I said, retreating.
"Your going to regret this, Logan!" she yelled after me.

I did feel sorry, I didn't want to Hurt her, but I was just lying to her and myself. The previous week, when we were together, every time I touched her I felt sick. And when I kissed her I wanted to puke.

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