Pregnant For My Hated Alpha

A little girl whimpered with tears rolling down her eyes as she watched from where she was hiding.

The only thing preventing the 'monsters' from seeing her was the thick curtains that she was hiding behind.

She wrapped her hand around her mouth, trying to muffle her tears as much as possible.

Her mother's dead body laid in blood away from her but she dared not go out to cry on her body.

A small gasp escaped her lips as she saw her big brother being pulled out.

"Jake" she gasped but knew that she had to stay in hiding like her father had told her to.

"A little boy like you daring to kill Werewolves... You are really brave" a man pushed Jake to the floor.

The boy fell to the floor but he did not seem afraid of the Werewolves hovering around him.

Perhaps he was confident that his father would come save him but he was too confident, way too confident.

One of the guys pulled him up and was about to snap his neck when someone yelled stop.

"Stop!"

The little girl behind the curtains gulped down and clasped her hands tighter around her mouth, silently hoping someone would save her big brother.

"We should let out future Alpha kill him instead of doing so ourselves, this would be his first kill" the one who had yelled stop suggested and the other seemed to agree with him.

"That's right. Would you like to do that, sir Damon?" He asked another boy in their midst.

The boy definitely stood out from the other of them, he was dressed in obviously expensive clothes and the way he carried himself was different from the others, he was also the youngest amongst the other men.

He was the Alpha's son, Damon.

"I... I do agree with you" his voice kind of quivered.

It was his first time killing something apart from animals, he was going to be killing a human.

"But killing a human...."

"Sir Damon, they are not peaceful humans, they killed some of our Pack members, they killed..."

"Enough!" Little Damon raised his right hand up and the man speaking kept quiet immediately.

"I'll do it" Damon agreed in and walked towards Jake who was sprawled on the floor.

The little girl behind the curtains shook with tears, more of the salty liquid rolling down her cheeks.

She watched as Damon approached Jake and held his head in between his strong hands.

Her breath hitched and with the sound of her big brother's neck snapping, her eyes squeezed shut tightly and more tears rolled down.

Her lips were parted in a gasp and attempt to breathe properly after so much shedding of tears silently.

Her eyes slowly opened and she saw the body of her big brother dropping to the floor.

Her eyes followed the movement of his body as his limp body fell to the floor. She felt like screaming out his name but she knew she was not allowed to, else the same would happen to her.

As little as she was, she was well aware of that fact, after all her family was one of the werewolf hunters.

As she raised her head up slowly, her eyes met with the eyes of the one who just killed her brother, her eyes met with that of Damon.

He had seen her.

Her heartbeat fastened as she knew of the danger perfectly well. She would be dragged out and be killed to.

More tears rolled down as she awaited him to come towards her.

Their eyes remained locked for some seconds before he suddenly looked away like he had not seen her.

"Let's go" Damon said to the others and they walked forward, some of them kicking the body of Jake as they did so.

They all walked out with Damon being the last, before he walked out of the room, he looked at her one more time, their eyes meeting yet again which made the little girl sure now that he had seen her but why was he not pulling her out and killing her like he did to the others.

"Save your life" she heard him mumble to her and walk away.

As soon as they were away, the little girl ran out of behind the curtains to her little brother on the floor.

"Jake!" She cried out, still trying to be quiet so as not to bring the attention of others to them.

"Jake!!"

*

"Jake!!" She gasped out the name of her big brother as she woke up from sleep, beads of sweats on her forehead.

She sighed heavily. It had been 14 years already since that incident but she still dreamt about it constantly.

It seemed like everyone had forgotten about the death of her mother and her brother and she was the only one still keeping them in her hearts.

If there was something else she could not forget apart from the faces of her family during that incident, it was the eyes of the one who had killed her big brother.

He might have let go of her but she did not care about that, he had killed her brother and she hated him for that.

Her phone rang and she stretched out to the bedside table to get it.

She got it and sighed when she saw the caller, it was her father.

It was just the two of them (she and her father) who had survived the attack of the werewolves that night.

She reluctantly picked the call.

"Hello Dad"

"Hey Sabrina, it's been a long time"

"A long time? We still talked three days ago" Sabrina pointed out.

"You really do not care about me, Sabrina. It's been three days and you do not feel like it's been a long time?" Her father asked.

"Alright Dad, it's been a long time. I miss you already" she replied, mainly to please her father.

She felt like her father was becoming more clingy these days.

Her father never cared if they did not talk for weeks before but it was different now.

"Me too, so why don't you reconsider? Why don't you come back home? Come back to Australia, just leave Germany, you know we are all waiting for you"

"No one should wait for me Dad, I am never coming back"

"You need to hone your skills at catching wolves and continue with the duty of the family as the leader of the werewolf hunters"

"Duty of the family? Catching wolves? I have nothing to do with those things. I do not want to join you in catching werewolves. I am never going to do things like that!" She replied determinedly.

"We need you, Sabrina. The wolves are getting stronger and increasing in population."

"Just let them be Dad! They do not attack if they are unprovoked, right? So just let them be!" She half yelled.

"Are you really yelling at me Sabrina?" Her father asked, his voice slightly raised.

"I am not yelling at you Dad but you really need to stop all of these. If you had not been involved in this, Jake would not be dead, mum would also be alive. What you call the duty of the family is what took the both of them away from us!"

"Sab!"

"Dad!"

"Do not talk like that" He cautioned her.

"But I am saying the truth Dad. I am not going to take up the so called duty and die like they both did. I am going to preserve my life, Dad..."

"You are being selfish, Sabrina!"

"Selfish? Fine, I am selfish then. Call me whatever you want to Dad but I am never ever going to lead the werewolf hunters."