Her Cloned Alpha

WINTER

"Run! It's a bomb!"

Someone shouted over the music playing from the speakers. Suddenly, a deafening boom shredded the air.

A high-pitched noise rang in my ears. The half-eaten sandwich in my hand fell to the grass as I looked up.

Windows shattered, sending smithereens my way. The magnificent building I had walked out of a few minutes ago, suddenly went up in flames.

My muscles froze up, and so did my brain. People ran helter-skelter as they screamed at the top of their lungs. A dark cloud of smoke and dust filled the air.

The fire continued to ravage the building. From where I was standing, I could feel the heat on my skin. Slowly, my foot moved forward. I dragged myself towards the door of the building.

"No, no, no," was all I could say at this time.

The hair on my skin turned brittle as the heat increased. Against all the noise, I could hear my heart thudding against my chest.

Smoke burned my eyes as I drew closer and closer to the door. My cheeks burned too. Just as I was about to climb up the platform, the flaming door swooshed open.

Something... no, someone on fire jumped out in a trice. The fire seemed to be alive. It was so bad that I couldn't make out the face or clothes on this person.

Before I could blink, the body of fire charged at me. It was then I saw the most terrifying eyes, red and blazing.

"Help," a voice called.

I almost jumped out of my skin. Taking a step back, I try to avoid his hand that was stretched out to me.

The same voice called again, "Winter..."

"Aaaahh!" I screamed in fear, opening my eyes wide.

The book in my hand fell to the floor as my body jerked on the couch. I opened my eyes to a dimly lit room. Rubbing my face, I realized that I just had that nightmare again. It was the same one I've had every day for the past three years.

Sweat beaded down my temples. My shirt was pasted to my skin. Fanning myself with my hand, I gasped for breath as my heart continued to pound.

It took me a minute to pull myself together. I exhaled deeply and ran my fingers through my damp hair. The nightmares were getting more rampant these days. I never had them during the day.

Oh, my!

When I look at the window, I find that the curtains are drawn. The moon was out. My phone was on the table before me. Tapping the screen, I found that it was already past seven o'clock.

There were several missed calls and texts from Seven. I was supposed to be meeting him by 7:30!

Jumping to my feet, I turned on the lights, grabbed a can from the dresser, and sprayed my damp hair while combing it with my fingers.

I had only nine minutes to get ready. Can't keep Seven waiting, can I?

If our previous dates were anything to go by, this one would be a little over the top. Seven had been busy during my coming-of-age ceremony. It was a small one, so he requested that we have dinner tonight so we could celebrate.

Just the two of us.

Ah! I can't wait!

I quickly put on the new dress I got the other day. It was short and tight. After running my favorite strawberry lipstick over my plump lips and smacking them, I fixed my hair one final time and blew my reflection a kiss. "Perfect!"

I slipped on my favorite pair of heels and grabbed my phone and purse. Leaving a mess of clothes on the floor, I rushed out of the room.

Seven, my boyfriend, was the absolute sweetest. Despite all that he went through in the past few years, he never failed to treat me like a queen. His queen.

Oh, did I mention that he was the Alpha?

Everyone called him Alpha Seven, but I was the only one in Blood Crest Pack who got to call him by name. He was the love of my life and my mate. Tonight, I was confident that he was going to propose to me.

I mean, he could've had any woman before I came of age, but he chose to date me instead. I knew that we were made for each other. Now that I was eighteen, we could finally make things official.

Winter Sharp, Luna of Blood Crest Pack! Sounds good, doesn't it?

Only I know how many times I have fantasized about Seven proposing to me. Call me desperate, but I can't wait to walk down the aisle and finally give myself to him-the only man I had ever loved.

The excitement I felt almost burst my heart open as I made my way to Seven's palatial mansion. The walls towered over me, but from where I was, I could see that there were white and red drapes on the balcony of his room.

Maybe he wanted us to have dinner up there this time. The last time, we dined in his garden, surrounded by sweet-smelling flowers. The one before that, he took me for some fine dining at the best restaurant in Philadelphia.

With a spring to my feet, I gained entry through the gates easily and headed for the front door. The maid who answered the door smiled as soon as she saw me.

"Good evening, Miss Sharp!"

"Evening!"

"Alpha Seven is waiting for you upstairs," she said politely.

I smiled back at her. "Okay, thanks."

The smiles and jealous stares from the domestic staff said it all. Seven had outdone himself yet again. Feeling special, I ascended the stairs under their gazes.

The entirety of the third floor was Seven's chamber. Although he lived alone, this mansion was quite big. Well, this was going to be my home very soon.

"Baby! I'm coming in!" I called out, grabbing the doorknob and twisting it.

Prepared for a big surprise, I pushed the door open. The room was brightly lit as I expected it to be. But something wasn't right...

A crunching sound emanated as soon as I stepped into the room. I looked down to find shards of glass on the floor. There was a red streak stain on the rug by the king-sized bed.

The door that led to the balcony was opened. From where I stood, I saw candlesticks, food, and silverware scattered on the floor.

Red roses, my favorite flower, were also littered everywhere.

"Baby... Seven!" I called out again, looking around the large room. No response came. Where could he have gone? And what the hell happened here?

Worried, I took out my phone and dialed Seven's number. The call didn't go through. I decided to check the bathroom.

"Ah!"

A scream escaped my lips before I could stop it. There Seven was seated on the edge of the bathtub with his hair soaking wet. His shirt was unbuttoned all the way down, giving me full privy to his Greek god-like abs.

When he looked up, he raised one of his eyebrows at me. His eyes sparked for a second. What was that I just saw in them? Cruelty?

Seven slowly stood up without giving me the usual smile. He peeled his shirt off and dumped it on the tiled floor.

"Strip!" he commanded in a voice I couldn't recognize.

I couldn't believe my ears.

"What?"

"Don't make me repeat myself or do it my way, Winter!"

With two quick movements, Seven unbuckled his belt and slipped it off. My heart spiked to my throat. I felt a strange chill envelop me at this moment.

"What's wrong, Seven? We were supposed to have dinner. What happened here?" I asked, reaching out to turn off the tap that was running.

It didn't stop me from noticing how fast Seven frowned. I have never seen him frown before. He always smiled. At least, for me.

"Are you deaf? I said, take off your clothes!" he roared.

I flinched.

What's going on? Why is Seven acting strange? Tonight of all nights!

Seven tilted his head and regarded me with the most terrifying eyes. "You want me to do this my way, don't you?"

The next second, he slipped off his pants. Only then did I see the huge bulge in his underwear. Shit!

It had been a long time coming. Although Seven and I have been an item for more than two years now, we never did more than make out. I wanted to have sex with him many times, but I held back just so I could give him my virginity on our wedding night.

After taking a deep breath, I said slowly, "Seven, I get that you want me. I want you too, but not in this state. You don't look too good. Tell me what happened here first. I could help-"

"Shut up!" he roared again.

Seven took a giant step towards me. Before I knew it, he seized the neckline of my dress and ripped it apart like it was nothing.

"Hey!" I shrieked, clasping my bosom which was now almost bare.

A menacing glint flashed in Seven's eyes. He inched closer to me and grabbed my neck.

"Don't--"

I could barely get out that plea before Seven pushed me out of the bathroom and turned, slamming my back against the wall.

WINTER

"Ow!" I cried as a sharp pain shot from my back to my brain. "What's wrong with you, Seven? Why are you acting--"

Out of the blue, Seven captured my lips and kissed me hard. He released my neck and grabbed a chunk of my hair instead. I couldn't tell which was more painful; the throbbing in my back or my scalp.

A smoky leathery scent filled my nostrils all of a sudden. My eyes shut slowly and I soon began to kiss him back.

I wanted to pound my fist on his hard chest, but something stopped me from doing so. I didn't tell him to stop. I want him. Maybe not like this. But I still want him inside of me.

I always have.

A spark of warmth opened between my legs when he grabbed my butt and squeezed hard. Soon, he let go. His fingers slipped under my dress and tugged on my panties.

The second his finger brushed between my thighs, my eyes flew open. A bit of my senses came back.

"No, Seven... Let's wait-"

The way his eyebrows instantly gathered indicated that he was growing impatient. "You just said that you want me too. Stop acting all innocent. Let's get this done. I have waited long enough. And you know that!"

With that, he picked me up and threw me on the king-sized bed. My back ached again. I winced in pain, looking at him fearfully.

Seven seemed oblivious to my pain. At this moment, the air became hotter than before. He took off his black underwear, revealing a hard-on that was much larger than I had imagined it to be.

Bloody hell! He wanted to stick that... that thing inside me?

As if in response, Seven's cock jerked twice. Dread filled me instantly. I resumed drawing back, shaking my head.

Seven held his dick and began stroking it. He then kneeled on the bed and moved towards me.

Fear overshadowed the arousal I felt moments ago. The huge cock in front of me scared the shit out of me. All of a sudden, my back hit the headboard. I clutched my chest and looked around for a way out of here.

The expression on Seven's face and all that he had said to me since I got here, meant one thing; He was going to have sex with me tonight!

I wasn't ready, but he was having none of it.

Lunging to the side, I attempted to get off the bed. What a stupid idea!

Seven grabbed my waist and pressed me down on the mattress. As my body sank in, he roughly pulled up my dress and ripped away my lacy underwear.

"Don't!" I shrieked.

He pressed his index finger on my lips. Looking down at me through his long and dark lashes, he groaned, "Don't fight it, Winter."

His voice dripped with desire, swirling something inside me. He parted my legs and got between them.

A wave of electricity ran through me a second later. Seven had just run his finger on my pussy. Thankfully, my girls and I had gone for a Brazilian wax about a week ago just to look better in our bikinis during my birthday weekend at a beach resort.

Now, I could feel every bit of his finger on my warm mound. My pelvis jutted as he stroked me. He looked down at me and flashed an evil grin.

Shame sent my cheeks aflame. I knew exactly what he was thinking. How was it possible that the same girl who told him to wait moments ago was now all wet and aching to be fucked?

Seven's jaw clenched. He gave my pussy a few more strokes and then resumed stroking his boner. With his free hand, he held my waist and pulled me closer.

Deadly anticipation made a few more muscles tense up inside me. I soon felt something warm and hard on my pussy. In an instant, a sharp pain pierced through me from beneath.

I bit my lower lip hard, holding the loud cry that was at the tip of my tongue. A warm tear slid from the corner of my eye.

His dick prodded into me like a rod. I could feel something breaking down there. In pain, I tried to push him off.

"Ouch! It hurts!"

Seven's body was hard as a rock over me. Although I was slapping his chest with my palm, he barely moved back or frowned to indicate that he felt any pain.

My vagina tightened around his big dick. My freshly manicured nails sank into his flesh as he slid further into me.

Seven started to move back and forth inside me. My breasts jiggled in the matching lacy bra I was wearing. I attempted to hold them, but hanging for dear life was more important now.

Tears flowed from my eyes to my ears. I couldn't keep myself from crying anymore. Looking up at Seven's blurry face above me, I begged for the umpteenth time in the last minute, "Uh! Can you go slow? Please..."

Seven slowed down for a second. Just as I was getting used to the length and thickness of his dick, he resumed pounding me hard. The sound of flesh slapping together filled the air alongside his animalistic groans.

Begging him was now out of the question. My body was jerking so much that I could barely breathe!

Fuck! It felt so good, yet so painful!

My wolf growled for a second.

Seven brought his lips to mine again. He parted them and then sucked on my tongue. This went on until he suddenly stopped. His breathing grew heavier, but instead of releasing my lips, he opened his mouth and breathed into mine.

My throat itched badly. Then I felt a churning in my chest. It was weird and comfortable at the same time. What's happening?

Before I could get the answer to that question, Seven pulled away from my mouth. His cock jerked inside me severally.

"Fuck!" A low groan slipped from his mouth as he drew his head back. As if on impulse, I let out a cry of satisfaction. My sweaty body trembled and then went gooey under him.

Breathing hard, I held his head with both hands and pressed him down to my bosom. For a second, I felt him listening to my heartbeat. But he soon jerked his head up and slapped my hands away.

His dick slipped out of me. Without sparing me a glance, he moved to the edge of the bed where he sat with his back to me.

The pain between my thighs was maddening. However, it didn't overshadow my connection to Seven now. It was even stronger than I had ever felt before.

Still breathing hard, I sat up on the bed and moved closer to him. My hands slowly slipped over his sweaty shoulders. The titties on my chest pressed against his back. I held onto him and rested my chin on his shoulder, rubbing my nose on his neck.

"Seven..."

Suddenly, he pried my arms apart and leaped to his feet. "Get off me!"

Though taken aback by his shout, my eyes fell on his dick which was now limp. It was still big. How I was still breathing when that thing was just inside me was what I couldn't understand.

The heat of Seven's glare almost cracked my forehead open. I looked up at him to find that there was disgust on his face.

"Why are you acting strange tonight, babe?" I asked, feeling both hurt and worried.

Seven ran his fingers through his hair exasperatedly. Afterward, he picked up his boxer shorts with his feet and then put it on in a flash.

"Get out!"

My eyelashes fluttered. I heard that wrong, didn't I?

"Get out!" Seven repeated.

At this moment, my breath hitched. I still couldn't believe my ears. "What did you say? I should get out? You are joking, right?"

Seven's facial muscles tightened. His lips upturned in more disgust. "Do I look like a comedian to you? Get out of my sight, Winter! You disgust me!"

His outburst cut my core. Daggers of pain sank into my heart. This can't be real! Seven can't be saying such words after having sex with me.

"What did I do?" That was all I could come up with now.

Seven slipped on a silk robe and then turned back to me. I could hardly recognize him now.

"Are you dumb? I'm breaking up with you, Winter. We are done!"

My hand slapped my chest. I got out of bed and rushed over to him.

"Who is she?"

He frowned deeply. "What are you talking about?"

"Who is the girl you are cheating on me with, Seven?"

Seven sucked his teeth. "Who are you to question me? Why the hell do you think I have to answer to you? I'm the Alpha! Don't you dare call me by name!"

"How can you say that? You have always been just Seven to me. My boyfriend. We are supposed to get married. You always said you love me. Have you forgotten?"

"Stupid of you to have believed everything I said," Seven snorted.

Tears stung my eyes. I inched forward and reached out to touch him. But he brushed me off. He opened the door and threw out my pair of heels and purse.

"Get out! I don't want anything to do with you anymore."

A rush of pain surged inside my heart. Coupled with the physical pain I was in, I couldn't move an inch further. I stared at Seven deeply and said hoarsely, "Was everything you told me all a lie?"

He snorted again. "What do you think?"

After dragging my heavy feet, I stood on my tiptoes in front of him and looked into his eyes. "Seven... Look into my eyes and tell me that you never loved me. That you never pictured growing old with me. Look into my eyes and say that!"

Seven smirked evilly. Even before he opened his mouth to speak, his eyes already told me what I needed to know...

WINTER

Hurt twisted my belly. The glint in Seven's blue eyes was like nothing I had ever seen before. What was it? Hatred? Disgust? Or both?

With a smirk, Seven leaned forward to my level. "I'll only say this once, Winter. I never loved you. And I never will!"

A pang of pain, one stronger than all others, tugged at my heartstrings. I held my chest and squeezed hard. Tears continued to flow freely. My lips trembled as I stammered, "Sev... Seven, how... how could you do this to me?"

Relishing my hurt, Seven smiled again and then snorted, "This is on you. It's not my fault that you were down bad for me when I was just toying with you.

"You know what? You don't deserve to be my Luna. I need someone strong, extremely beautiful, and from a powerful family. You have none of these qualities, so why should I sentence myself to marriage with you?"

With a shrug, he continued, "Think about it. If you are being honest, you'll agree with me that I deserve better."

Every word that Seven sputtered was like a spear piercing my already broken heart. Nonetheless, a part of me still felt like this was a joke. Was it April Fool's Day?

But we are in June!

I tried to mind link with him. But I failed, just like I always have since I came to know Seven.

I honestly thought it would work now that we already had sex. Boy, was I wrong.

Maybe because this was just sex to Seven. He probably didn't feel the same connection I felt to him. Maybe he was serious about never loving me. It wasn't uncommon for hot guys to use and dump naive girls.

More tears streamed down my cheeks as this realization hit me. The past three years had been all a lie. He never had feelings for me. He just wanted to get into my panties once I clocked eighteen.

"And you tell me this after taking my virginity? How cruel could you be!" I screamed, pounding his chest with my small fists.

"You are a dick!"

Gripping my hands and pushing me away, Seven snorted, "Took you long enough. Now go and never come back!"

Rage heated my cheeks. I felt my blood boiling in an instant. "You are a disgrace to this pack. Your father would be so ashamed of you!"

Those words escaped my lips before I could think twice. I had just crossed the line. Seven was sure going to kill me!

Surprise flickered over his face for the briefest of seconds. He blinked severally, but his eyes soon turned red. He gripped my neck and pressed hard.

"Get lost! Don't ever show up in front of me. Otherwise, I'll kill you with my bare hands!" he roared and threw me out of the room.

The door was slammed in my face afterward. Struggling to stand on my feet, I clutched what remained of my dress. Half of my cleavage was in full display despite my efforts to cover it. There was a slit on my thigh, which that animal had made just to get inside me.

In a fit of pique, I kicked the door, stubbing my toe in the process. Great! One more thing to cry about.

"Fuck!" I cursed amidst tears.

Sadness filled my heart again as I picked up my pair of heels and purse. My hopes for tonight were dashed. I thought we were going to have a romantic dinner. Little did I know I was walking into the snare of a beast.

Salty tears mixed with mucus found their way into my mouth. My whole body shook as I turned around to leave. Out of nowhere, Seven's stepmother, Nora, appeared on the landing of the stairs.

She looked up at me with her eyes widened in shock.

"Winter! What happened to you?" she asked worriedly.

Turning back around, I wiped my tears quickly. I did a 360 again and then forced a smile. "It's nothing."

"How can it be nothing?" she uttered, walking over to me. "Your dress is torn and your hair is a mess. Don't lie to me, Winter. What happened?"

I waved my hand in pretense. "It's nothing, really. Seven and I just had a pillow fight. My dress was a little tight, so it got torn in the process."

Nora's eyes narrowed. She clearly didn't believe me, but she said, "Gosh! When will he stop playing so roughly? Look at you. How could he allow you to come out like this? You are on your way home, aren't you?"

I nodded, avoiding her eyes.

"Come. Let me give him a good scolding and get you something to wear. You can't go home looking like this."

When she reached out to take my hand, I staggered back and shook my head hard. "Don't worry. It's already dark outside. And Melanie's house is only a stone's throw from here."

"But you--" she begins.

However, I was already at the foot of the stairs and heading for the door before she could finish her words. Nora clearly meant well. But who knew what Seven would do to me if she scolded him on my behalf?

First, he didn't give a flying fuck about me. And then, he threatened to kill me.

I had better get out of here.

The gravel outside Seven's mansion pricked the soles of my feet as I walked on them.

Strands of my red hair were pasted on my forehead and over my eyebrows, but I was too disheveled to push them back. All I wanted to do now was just cry on the shoulders of someone who cared about me.

With a heavy heart, I walked on the nearly empty street. I soon found myself walking past the gate of my friend, Melanie's apartment building. The elevator ride up was the longest I have ever had even though this wasn't my first time being here.

Once the doors opened, I trudged down the hall to Melanie's door. My fist hurt as I banged it hard.

"Do you want to break down my-" Melanie began as she answered the door.

But the second she saw me, she froze in horror. "What the hell happened to you?"

"Mel!" I burst into tears in an instant.

Melanie opened her arms wide and pulled me into the apartment. "Oh, dear! Come... I'm so sorry."

She made me sit on the couch and then offered me a box of tissue paper. I whipped out a few and blew my nose hard. My body shook as I continued to bawl my eyes out.

Melanie held me close and rubbed my arm in silence. For an indeterminate time, I just cried, cried, and cried. It wasn't until when my eyes were sore and my throat was dry that she finally spoke up.

"What happened, Winter? Why are your clothes torn? Weren't you supposed to go on a date with Seven?"

"He did this!" I croaked.

Confused, she asked, "Who?"

"Seven did this!"

"What Seven are you talking about?"

"Which other Seven do you know?" I gasped in frustration. "Of course, it's Seven Greywolf! My boyfriend!"

"Hold on... You mean to tell me that Seven, as in, the Alpha of Blood Crest Pack, did this to you?"

All I could do now was nod hard. Tears were stinging my eyes again. The lump in my throat had also returned.

"How... I... How..."

Just as Melanie was still trying to come up with what to say, the door swooshed open. Nico, my other friend, walked in. Melanie must have texted her. She threw her bag on a couch close by and rushed over to us.

"What's this I'm hearing? What happened to you, Winter?"

Again, I burst into tears. Nico ran to my side and gave me a bear hug. She patted my back and asked, "Who did this?"

"She said it was Seven," answered Melanie.

"What? How could he?"

Melanie had no answer to that. The two of them spent the next few minutes consoling me. After forcing me to drink a glass of cold water, I was finally able to tell them all that happened.

"That bastard!" Nico cursed without a care in the world. "Who does he think he is? How dare he take advantage of you?"

"Winter, you have got to report this to the cops or even the elders."

"What elders?" Nico snapped. "Have you forgotten that the so-called elders are Seven's age mates except for his stepmother? And as for the cops, they will all take his side!"

Melanie argued, "But-"

"Nico is right," I interrupted. "It wasn't even rape. He was violent, but I allowed him to. Besides, who would believe me if I said that their beloved Alpha used and dumped me?"

Hearing this, Melanie's shoulders fell. She saw my point. Seven was loved by all in the pack. Unlike some Alphas, he was a kind and considerate leader. Ever since he took that position, there hadn't been any complaints about him.

As much as I felt cheated, I didn't want to come under fire for calling out Seven for hurting me. It would only make my wound deeper.

Nico paced about in the room. With her face contorted, she wagged her finger in the air. "Something has always been fishy about that guy. He didn't even attend your coming-of-age ceremony. How could he miss the eighteenth birthday of someone he claimed to love?"

That was a good point. Seven was a little weird, but I thought that was only normal considering all that he went through. Also, I didn't throw a fit when he went out of town a day to my birthday because I wanted to be an understanding girlfriend.

Seven always did right by me. Perhaps that's why I never noticed anything wrong until he dropped me like a hot potato.

Note to self: Never fall for a man just because he shares your trauma.

Realizing what a fool I had been, hot tears clouded my vision. I buried my face in my hands and wailed.

"No, that's enough!" Nico rushed over and knelt in front of me. She made me look at her and then wiped off the tears on my sore cheeks.

"You can't allow that bastard to break your soul. He has got to pay for what he did. First, go take a shower. I have an idea."

"What idea?"

"Just trust me, Winter," she said vaguely, her eyes dimming.