Big Bad Alphas

I charge down the stairs with the same feelings I felt for Landon before I tackled him to the hard ground. Quickly, I aim for the kitchen where I find Eric leaning against the counter drinking water. “Isabella, how did things—”

I interrupt him with tears of fury streaming down my face. “You bastard!” I shout and snatch the nearest thing before chucking it at him.

Immediately Eric’s face shifts, and he dodges the fruit bowl that was flying towards his head. “What are you doing?” He yells at me.

“I never want to see your face again!” I cry just as Caroline jumps into the room and grabs my hand. “Don’t touch me! Both of you, just stay away from me!”

I strive for the door and swing it open before slamming it shut. Feelings of betrayal, fury, rage, hurt, they all run through me in a combination high of pure wrath. Never has my heart ached so intensely, never have I felt so broken and disappointed.

I know what I am running towards, the home of my enemy, the vixen who claims to be carrying my mates child. I have lost control of my body and thoughts; they now survive on revenge.

“Isabella!” I hear Eric call after me, but I am already storming up the porch steps at yanking open the front door.

My eyes are stone cold as I fly up the steps. They narrow in on her bedroom door. “Olivia!” I shout as I barge into her room. She is sitting on her bed, and her eyes shoot up to me. “You have gone too far!”

Panic rises on her face, and she runs to a corner, trying to create space between us.

“You’re pregnant?” I ask with a vexed tone. “With Eric’s baby?”

“I-I-I,” she stutters.

I walk up to her, closing her in. “Are you pregnant with my mates child?” This time I slow my voice down, causing her eyes to spill out tears.

“I didn’t think Caroline w-was going to go running to you!” She cries.

My gaze turns to the door when Eric comes rushing in. He pulls me away from her, despite my fighting. “Isabella, calm down.”

“Don’t you touch me!”

He looks up at Olivia, and she slides to the floor. “I didn’t think this would happen, I-I just panicked.”

“What are you talking about?” Eric questions her sternly while I struggle in his hold.

“I-I told Caroline I was pregnant, and, and...”

“And what?” Eric wrenches it out of her.

“I’m not!”

When I first came to Eric’s pack, I was a happy girl who was given a chance to create an even better future. My eyes were bright, shining at the sight of my mate, but tonight, before those two words left Olivia’s lips, I could not stand to lay my eyes upon him. Just moments ago we were tangled in an intimate moment, and now he is restraining me from strangling Olivia until her face turns purple. His lips attacked my neck, my toes were scrunching, and now his arms squeeze me tightly.

“I’m sorry!” Olivia cries and covers her red face.

Eric finally lets go of me, and I stumble to the wall. His eyes search for mine, but I look away, wanting to be alone.

“Isabella—”

“No,” I interject. “Just, just give me a minute.”

I wearily head out the door and straight out of the house. The night sky drapes over me like a sable curtain with sparkling jewels scattered about it. The breeze hits my face, refreshing my mind which had turned wild just a few moments ago. My thoughts were animalistic.

The moon’s eerie glow shines down on me, creating a path up to the night sky only for me. I chew on the inside of my cheek as I saunter into the towering trees. They pull me in, wrap around my feet and move me in the direct that they please me to go in.

“I can’t help her anymore,” I tell Caroline while turning around to face her.

“How did you know I was here?”

“I can’t help her find her mate after what she’s done,” I walk up to her. “Olivia, she’s evil.”

Caroline grabs my hand. “Isabella, don’t let Olivia get to you. The sooner we find her mate the sooner she’s out of here. Remember, you didn’t want to kick her out, to leave her as a rogue, because you are kind, forgiving, and compassionate.”

I swallow. “I just—she said she was pregnant with Eric’s baby,” I struggle trying not to break down, though my voice is already giving me away. “It hurt so bad, my heart just—”

Caroline wraps her arms around me, holding me tightly. I wipe any stray tears from my face, knowing that I have to say strong.

“Where’s Eric?” I pull away.

“I don’t know. He might have gone back to the pack house. I should deal with Olivia though, so you go,” Caroline tells me, and we proceed our separate ways.

I run back to the pack house and slide inside. I check the living room then the kitchen, where I find him gathering the glass that was once the fruit bowl. His eyes snap up to me, relief washes over his face. “Thank God,” he mutters. “I was going to go after you, but Caroline said she would.”

I nod, not knowing what to say.

“Are you alright?”

“I—it hurt really bad,” I admit, “Like I couldn’t breathe.” I motion to my neck as my eyes begin to water. “I didn’t want to believe it.”

Eric traps me in his arms, and my head rests against his hard, bare chest. “I’m sorry,” he murmurs into my hair. “I knew keeping her here would be the wrong decision.”

“We’re finding her mate,” I tell him. “She may keep hurting me if she likes, but hopefully, in the end, she’ll thank me.”

He looks directly down at me. “We are not letting her stay after this.”

“The party will be Saturday, and there she might find him.”

Eric sighs. “Might is not enough Isabella.”

I place my hand on his chest. “It has to be. I am insanely determined to do this for her.”

He shakes his head. “She stepped over a boundary; she isn’t mentally stable.”

“Just let me try, okay?”

He takes in a deep breath. “I want to say yes, but—”

“No, but, just say yes.”

Eric takes a moment then he peers down at me. “For a kiss?” Immediately I jab him, and he chuckles. “Fine, no kiss, you can have the party.”