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.

“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…