The Return Of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha – Chapter 12

An Act Of Kindness UNKNOWN

I could hear the sounds of night animals outside my bedroom window hooting, howling, and crying out extremely loudly as I stared at the ceiling, lying on my bed’s hard plank of wood. My room was luxurious enough but as future. Alpha, there were certain things I didn’t need and shouldn’t get used to. Like soft beds, for one, or blankets. As a werewolf, my body kept itself warm, and getting used to things was better than being spoiled with useless, unnecessary items. It had been a while since I talked to the Lycan’s daughter, but I couldn’t brush off how innocent she seemed.

I know her father was a horrible person who owed my family a lot, and I know that, inevitably, she may die. But while she was alive, perhaps I could offer her some sympathy? Or something of the sort. I sat up, remembering how her dress was torn at her waist and covered in bloodstains. She had lost a lot of blood, too … I ran my hand through my black hair, sighing. It wasn’t like me to show compassion; it was a weakness. Is this why the father says women are nothing more than to bear pups? Regardless, perhaps I should ask Mother. I got out of bed and exited my room; Father stayed on a separate floor from my mother and me.

but something about the girl in the basement didn’t sit right with me. I walked down the carpeted halls and knocked lightly on Mother’s door. It was past two a.m.; she was probably asleep. The door opened, and I looked up at her. Although Father said I shouldn’t care for anyone, I dare not tell him that I care for Mother. I love her dearly, just as much as I love him. She had black

owed to visit her too often; my father said it made me weak and a waste of time.” Of course not.” She replied, smiling slightly. I walked into her room, and she closed the door.” There’s a girl in the basement, the Lycan’s daughter. I visited her earlier; I know we shouldn’t trust anyone or anything, no matter how helpless and innocent they may look, but I wondered how bad it would be to give her food.” I asked. Mother’s smile vanished, and I could

stead, making my way to the kitchen. I needed to take something that I could carry discreetly. We had ribs for dinner. Perhaps there’s some left.… I entered the large kitchen, and the silence was deafening. I opened the drawers, knowing I would have to hide the f

to have adult time at night, whatever that meant. Hopefully, he didn’t listen to me. While the food was being heated, I busied myself with finding something to place the food in, and I rummaged around in the drawers until I found some kitchen foil and a freezer bag. This should do …

kitchen.

s the basement and saw only Ronaldo, one of the four brothers

her this time. I scanned the dark room below and saw her body on the floor near the sink. Had she tried to drink water? The tap was on, but it was apparent it didn’t work; a dirty trickle of water was coming out of it. I took the food

little soft thing, unable to keep awake after a few days of no food … I crouched down when I suddenly realized her body was bruised. Those weren’t there earlier … My heart began to race … she had been beaten. Had father done this? My stomach twisted; I wasn’t sure, but this wasn’t right. Even if he were to kill her, why prolong the suffering? TH No, I shouldn’t question Father.

I frowned, lifting her body and carrying her to where I had left the food. How troublesome. I propped the life–size rag doll against the wall, prodding her head that lolled to the side. She looked a lot like a china doll. Creepily cute with too much hair …

than the dining room.” I frowned.” Of course, it’s for you, but be quick.” 1 She was hesitant, almost wondering if this was a trick question.

the foil paper towards her.” Be quick, chica.” Kataleya … it was an interesting name.

own her cheeks silently as she ate, and they began to irk me.” I’m sorry I couldn’t bring a spoon or fork.” I stated when the silence and awkwardness became too much, thinking I had also forgotten tissue; instead, I tore off a square of my pajama sleeves and gave it to her.” It’s ok, this is more than enough. I am grateful for it. What is your name?” She

nodded, gulping, but I could tell she was tense; her heartbeat was erratic and shaking.” Finish the food; I don’t have all day.” I added coldly, getting up and turning away from her.

tears rolling down her cheeks, but they only annoyed me even more.” Padre is right; girls are useless.

e door when it was pulled open before I even managed to knock, revealing none other than father himself. His nostrils flared, and his eyes blazed goldish brown. Oh damn …” Did you give the girl food, mojo?” He asked me.

My head is pounding.” Well … well … well … Enrique … What have I told you about rules and law?

. Realizing what was about to happen, I frowned. The foolish chica was going to help me? She had a death wish! Father smirked as Kataleya appeared behind me.” P – please don’t hurt him, I promise I won’t-” Bitch!” He growled, suddenly lurching forward, kicking her square in the chest and back

stairs when I stepped his way.” Padre, I disobeyed and commanded her to eat. It is I who needs to be punished for defying you.” I stated, praying the silly girl stayed down. Father frowned before smirking coldly.” Indeed, mojo, indeed … He painfully grabbed me by my hair, pulling me away from the door.” Lock the f*****g door and make s

ment Father took his belt in his hand, I raised my head, prepared for what was to come; after all, I had learned how to handle this …

osed my eyes when the first hit connected to my back. Father would unleash all his anger upon me, but it was the right of the Alpha … This is how I would learn to be the best kind of Alpha … don’t f