Alpha´s curvy bullied human mate

Chapter 6: Clarifications Penelope

"It was me. It wasn't their fault," Nate said, showing up at my door as if nothing had happened. As if he and I were lifelong friends, and he could come and go as he pleased. "How dare you come into my house?!" I asked angrily.

"I just... wanted to make it clear that I used my command to get them to come with me."

"Why would you do such a thing, why would you interfere in my life?"

"I was just worried...for a moment I thought another Alpha..." he began to speak. Out of the corner of my eye, I see my brothers glued to the wall, almost trembling.

"That there was another Alpha who asked me out on a date, is that what you were worried about?"

"I was just trying to protect you, Penelope," he said, pronouncing each word softly, especially my name.

"Why would you protect me?" I watched him gulp.

"Because I can. Because this Nicholas isn't an Alpha, but he's not a good man either...." This insolent man kept on talking as if he owned me.

"Why do you care? When did my life become your problem?" I snapped at him. He came closer, and I could see he was holding back.

I never thought I would have this moment, this opportunity to face my past like this. I thought I would be exiled from the pack and that would be it. I thought I would never see them again. But fate proved otherwise. Here he was, the Alpha himself, in my home, saying he cared about me.

"Twins... go to the bedroom," I said. They gave me worried looks.

"You know we can still hear everything, don't you?" they say at the same time.

"Go now!" I yelled, and they ran up the stairs. It felt hard to breathe, I was so pissed off.

"If I want to take care of my people, I will. I always will," Nate replied.

I walked over to him. He was unbelievably tall, and I don't think I could even reach his shoulder. I shouldn't talk to an Alpha like that... but he can't possibly know how upset I am.

I shoved him, and he took the slightest step back. I'm convinced my strength is nothing compared to his.

"Now I'm one of your people? Is that what you want to tell me?" He didn't answer.

"Because I wasn't your people when everyone unfairly accused me of terrible things. I wasn't anyone important when everyone in the pack did bad things to me and no one helped me. Where were you when they called me names? Where was big Nathaniel when they were pushing me around and calling me names?!" I shouted angrily.

I could see him breathing heavily, he looked like he was about to attack. I could feel the wolf in him coming out.

"And when I cried because they burned my clothes? When the Omegas mistreated me? Where were you?!" I asked him furiously. But he still didn't say anything. Of course, what would he say?

"You're just like how you were back then: silent. That's what you did, you were silent. You didn't do anything!" I stared at him. He looked lost. He wasn't used to being treated like this by others. "Penelope..." he said with a sigh.

"Sorry... I'm lying, you actually did something," I say, sighing.

"You were laughing, making fun of me, and when your father told you... you grabbed me by the arm and dragged me..." I said, showing him my arm. It still had marks where he had grabbed me. His hands grabbed me with hate and violence. He opened his eyes in horror.

"But that wasn't what hurt me the most. You took me away from my only family. You don't deserve to be in my house. It's small, and it's not much, but it's my home!"

It's obvious he knew what I was saying was true, and he clenched his hands into fists to contain his anger.

"I did what the pack thought was right... but now..." he said, and I see him struggling to control himself.

"Get out of my house," I ordered.

"I'm not leaving,” he said firmly. Now he seems taller, towering over me.

"Leave immediately or I'll call the police," I insisted, raising my head and looking at him with hatred. He looked like he was shaking.

"You can call them, but I'm not moving a foot from here."

"This is not your territory, and you are not in charge here. Get the hell out of here, get the hell out once and for all! You are not welcome here!" I said, trying to push him but not succeeding. "Don't talk to your Alpha like that!" he growled, raising his voice.

For a moment, my fear returned. I shuddered. But something inside me awakened, the one idea that had kept me sane all these years.

I was no longer one of them. I was free and could choose my life. Here, I wasn't Penelope, the dirty human, the fat girl that people laughed at. Here, I was just Penny, the waitress, and everyone's friend.

This thought was my protection. They couldn't hurt me anymore. I was already far away, and even if they came back, it would only be temporary.

"You are not my Alpha," I told him, and he seemed upset.

"You took me out of the herd yourself, you threw me out like I was nothing. You are nobody to me."

"Whether you like it or not, I will stay here. It's my duty," he said.

Then I realized what was going on. Alphas are overprotective and possessive. Having people in the pack is more possessive, but the bigger the pack, the more powerful they are.

in his mind, even though I had left the pack, I was still his, just another little sheep in his flock. Even if I was a dirty human. It was all about power and dominance.

"You left me out there, away from my family, when I was just a kid. You let me walk alone through the woods all the way to town. Didn't you think about what could have happened to me?" He looked distraught. "You... said... things that could have gotten us into trouble."

"You couldn't see if what I said was true either. If you really care about protecting your people..."

"You don't know anything about that... " he said, clenching his jaw.

"It's true, I don't. But I don't have to be very smart to know that you're a mediocre Alpha who didn't care about kicking me out even when I tried to help you!" I shouted at him. He reacted immediately, grabbing my shoulders. Alpha Marco once said that humans have no survival instinct. Maybe it was true.

I could clearly see that he was a very strong Alpha. He was huge, and his wolf must have been powerful. And here I was, facing him like a fool.

Nate's eyes darkened, and his breath hitched as he held my shoulders.

Honestly, I thought he was going to throw me against the wall. I didn't know if I would make it out alive. But he did something else, something I hadn't imagined.

He leaned in, almost trembling, until he brought our noses together, and the movement was so fast that I couldn't get out of the way.

Nate placed his lips on mine and pressed gently as if he was tasting me. I could feel his warm breath and scent, the tip of his nose close to my cheek, and I heard soft sounds coming from his throat.

His warmth overwhelmed me. Suddenly I was enveloped in a delicious sensation. I didn't want it, but his mouth was hypnotizing me, calling me, doing everything that drove me crazy... as if he knew me as if he truly knew me.

He embraced me while he continued to inspect my mouth. I couldn't understand what was happening.

He kissed me in a way I had never been kissed before, with passion and madness.

The one who had been my Alpha, a dark figure in this story, the one I wanted to get away from... was taking over my lips and changing them, making them into something else, dominating them and calling them his own. It was inexplicable. For a few fantastic seconds, I was transported to a wonderland. I knew the true sweetness, the delirium, and the greatness. He was an Alpha, a superior species... and my lips desired him.

I felt it in almost my whole body, and for a moment... I simply enjoyed it. I was... absurdly happy.

Until the memories all came crashing back: the abuse, the humiliation, the hatred, the fear.

Maybe he just wanted to make fun of me. Maybe he just wanted to mark his territory, or take revenge... to finish me off. and I went along with it like a fool.

When his hands went down my back and held me against him... I trembled. I felt like a silly butterfly trying to fly too high, when in fact I was just that... an insect-a small species in a world of fortresses.

I heard him sigh between my lips as he rested his forehead on mine.

"Penelope... I..." he said to me, looking unusually calm.

Maybe I had a sense of survival, and now terror was gripping me. I knew that this could not happen, that this was not good; something inside me said so. He is evil, all of them.

"Please don't hurt me...." I said in a whisper and pulled away. The expression on his precious face was painful.

"I didn't... I couldn't..."

"Please go away... leave me, I don't want you here," I told him, my teeth grinding from the shaking.

His expression was confused, he seemed to be hurt. I didn't know what had become of Nate after so many years, but it couldn't be good.

"I swear I..." he said, and suddenly I felt drops on my face and I understood that he was crying.

"Please... don't touch me," I said, and slowly I fell to the floor, my back leaning against the wall. I sat down and grabbed my legs, hugged my knees, and started to cry.

I could see out of the corner of my eye that he was still standing there. After a while, I heard the sound of the door being closed.

I then heard a wolf howling in the distance.

He was gone. Finally.