Chapter 7 7. Will you be my saver

-Anastasia's POV-

He didn't beat me to death but I felt my face heated up and I was on the edge of death...

My attacks were all in vain in front of him. I couldn't even touch him!

He was too fast. Unlike Stacy, I couldn't catch a glimpse of his move and was tripped over when I didn't know when he came closer to me.

I felt I was played around by him.

I turned around and dashed to him when he stopped behind me, but he quickly ducked it and controlled my arms instantly. My hands crossed behind, I couldn't move at all.

"That's it." I heard him say so and he let me go. I fell down on the ground and saw Stacy speaking to her followers and giggled.

I thought it was the end but when I saw Ajax walking to me...I knew it wasn't.

He dragged me to the locker room and locked the door.

"I know what you're going to say." I broke the silence and gazed at him with my lips pursed.

"You know nothing." He sighed, "It's more complicated than you think. Stacy is a girl you can't provoke. There's someone behind her."

"So I should tolerate whatever she exerts on me?"

How could my brother ask me to swallow all the shit Stacy threw at me?

"I didn't say so..." he tried to explain but my anger was on the edge of busting out.

"Do you know how I survived in the living hell after you left me? Where were you when I was bullied? Now you are playing the 'big brother' role here? "

He clenched his fists before he tried to say something. But I stopped him.

"Don't you know you look like a bully who wants to harass a girl in the locker room?" I saw his eyebrows come together. I knew he was choked by my bold words.

"I am not..."

"Then get the f*ck out." I rolled my eyes and started to undress myself. His face turned red and quickly turned around and escaped he room.

Finally!

I sighed and couldn't help but think if we had to quarrel every time we were alone?

I knew very well that I should stay invisible at school. But sometimes it wasn't up to me.

I took off my top which was nearly ripped off by Stacy. Why were those girls fond of my clothes?

"Anasta....." A man's voice suddenly sounded from behind and I jumped up from hearing it.

What the hack??? Why the Alpha is here?

He was about to turn around when he suddenly stopped as if he saw something strange and strode to me.

I tried to cover my body but the ripped top couldn't. He grabbed my arms and checked on them. Then he made me turn around and looked at my back.

He was checking on my bruises...

"Who beat you?" I could feel his anger was on the edge of bursting out. I could feel his heartbeat was faster than before. His scent filled my senses and I almost got drawn in it.

"Nobody..." I snatched my new top from the closet and quickly put it on. But he stopped me halfway and approached closer.

His hot breath heated up my back. He was checking on it. "Some of them are lashed...Who whipped you?"

"..."I sighed, "My aunt."

"Why?" His hands clenched tightly. I was afraid my wrist would broken under the grip. "How dare she do that to you?" I could hear his wolf growling in great anger, as if he was gonna shift at the very moment and rush to the Night Howler to tear my aunt into pieces.

He was also gazing my bra. Would he unhook it?

Stop, Anastasia! He's an alpha! Not some teenage boy!

"She..." I shrugged, "She is the Luna of the pack, and I am her slave."

"WERE." He almost roared, "You were a slave, but NOT anymore."

He forced me to the corner of the closet with his body. I felt myself smashed to his stone-like chest. His hot breath flooded to my face and swallowed me with his Alpha scent. Dizzy. Intoxicating. Addictive.

I was a prey in his trap, and I could never break free.

"You should have your revenge. Whip for whip, blood for blood." He murmured to my ears giving me goosebumps.

"Yes, alpha." I couldn't help but look up to him. His face looked like Greek God. His thin, curved lips are close. Too close. I felt my below flooding with warmness, and Amy inside is howling silently.

"Call me Aiden." He stressed his name, "I've told you."

"Yes, Aiden."

"No more, yes. I'm not your master." His chuckles echoed in my ears. I felt they burnt up. I bet they must look red all over.

"Okay..." I swallowed, "Aiden." Once I blurted out his name, I felt my face heated up.

"Cute." I wasn't sure what he was referring to but I had no intention to know.

"Whatever you have endured before..." He combed my hair with his fingers, "You will be safe here."

He paused and I looked up to his blue eyes. The ocean in his eyes was calm enough but it drew me in somehow.

Could I trust you, Alpha Aiden? My parents died and left me to my brother when I was 4. Then, my elder brother left me and I was alone. Now you said those words...Could I trust you?

"You will never have to bear those pains," His eyes were full of complicated emotions, "I promise."

I had been through a lot. Will you be my saver?