The Alpha's Human Mate

Renée's POV:

"Wake up you bitch!!, Where the hell is my breakfast?!".

I heard my father yelling followed by a loud crash of glasses probably shattered into a million pieces. Behind the closed door of my room, I knew what was coming after this. Another round of beating. I was scared, worried, scarred for life. I was broken, shattered, in pain but I couldn't call out for help cause I was useless, a waste of space, time and air.

This words has been forever drilled into my head and mind by the one I call my father. As I heard the front door slam shut, I let out a huge sigh of relief, I was safe for now so I immediately stood up, rushed to the bathroom, brushed my teeth and decided to have the pleasure of warm bath which I hardly have access to. I whinced as the water cascade down my bruised skin causing more pain.

After the pained pleasure of ten minutes, I got out of the bathroom, got dressed in a faded jeans and tee shirt, a black jacket to hide the blue and purplish bruises in my arms and makeup to hide the dark circles in my eyes and the skin that was turning yellow cuz of lack of proper medical treatment. I used my fingers to come through my black hair and tied it into a messy bun on top of my head, letting a few strands fall on my face

My name is Renee, a seventeen years old teen and this is the life I live, being maltreated constantly is my new normal, if anyone had told me in the past that this would happen to me in the nearest future, I would have died with such person rather than to accept the prophecy and do you know why.

My dad was never this way, we were a loving family consisting of me, my mum and my dad, it was a perfect little world but it came crashing down after the death of my mum. It was as if the only only hope and light in my world was snatched forcefully away by death. My dad and I mourned for days comforting ourselves until one day, he got so drunk and lost it then he hit me.

My dad hit me. As time passed, it became more and more constant, more bruises and he blamed me for her death, threatened to kill me if I ever let anyone know what he does to me. Ever since then, the blames never ceased, the beatings never stopped. I slowly lost my friends, I would receive double the rounds of beating if he discovered that I tried to make any or anyone talked to me. I slowly lost my confidence and became the target of bullies. I couldn't fight back because of fear. We moved from one town to the other every three months cause he feared that the adoption center might take away his punching bag; thats me.

New environment, new people, new school, new teachers, new bullies, all of it, I hated them. It was disgusting and infuriating cause I was too weak to stop all this, I had lost the right to voice out my thoughts and opinions and everyone is so selfish. No one cared, all the thought about was themselves, pathetic bastards everyone in this world is a selfish pathetic bastard who just want to use you for their own gain. At least I wasn't sexually abused, fortunately my father respected me in that aspect. I still had the dignity of being a being a virgin.....not a slut.

With these thoughts in my head I rushed to make breakfast breakfast which consists of spaghetti and meatballs, I served a bit for myself and ate a few bites which is so wrong but I've been starved for days, one more day without food and I might not last the night. I needed to get out of the place before he comes back, I wanted fresh air because I couldn't stomach the thought of breathing the same air as him anymore. I picked up my bag and rushed out the front door.

As I walked by the roadside, the only thoughts in my head were about the school, new bullies,I'm not sure if I could take it anymore, my self esteem has been really damaged that I can't stand up for myself. Really cool huh.

The school slowly came to view, it wasn't more than a forty minutes walk from home that's if you are walking really, really, really fast. Luxurious cars drove past me, one of the few things I never had a chance of having. I couldn't even afford to take the bus. I limped as fast as I could, I couldn't afford to be late or who knows what the consequences might be.

Forty minutes later,

As I approached the main door to the school, I could feel the eyes of most students on me, some whispers amongst themselves, probably about me, I had to remain calm and keep moving. It was taking all of my will not to dash out of this school and bolt towards a place devoid of people and hide from their stares. As I walked down the hallway, I kept my gaze on the floor, not daring to make eye contact with anyone, I couldn't afford to look at the faces of people whose eyes were filled with mockery, hate and disgust for me.

I walked into the bursary office and found myself face to face with a woman who had a huge smile on her face "You must be Renee McCartney, I've been waiting for you all morning" she handed me three different sheets of papers "One is a map of the whole school, another is your class schedule while you must get every subject teacher to sign the last paper. Bring that back to me at the end of today" she smiled.

I nod slowly "Thank you" I mutters barely audible.

"It's alright dearie. Welcome to Moonlight high, I hope you wound have a pleasant first day".

I'm surely going to have the worst first day and I can't wait for this day to end already.

As soon as I came out of the office the bell rang. Oh good, now I'll be late for my first class and I haven't found my locker yet. I looked at my schedule to go through my classes.

English, Mathematics, Spanish, break, Biology Arts, lunch....

My eyes were woozy as I went through the whole schedule and I immediately mastered them by heart. What can you say? Not meaning to brag but I've got a photographic memory and it has helped me a lot of times. I slowly searched for my locker, not that I had anything important to keep in it. I wasn't looking up since I was trying to avoid the stares and glances thrown my way by the students in the hallway but I bumped into someone causing loud gasps to reverberate followed by a pin drop silence.

Panic immediately filled my mind, I was too scared to look up, to look into the eyes of who I bumped into.

"Are you okay?" A soft voice asked me, making me look up a bit and nod immediately before mouthing

"I'm sorry"

She chuckled "No it's my fault, I wasn't looking at where I was going. You seem new. I'm prin-- Luciana"she immediately corrected "have we met, you look familiar".

I look at her properly, she had delicate features, she was so beautiful, clean and spotless compared to me

I shook my head immediately, I don't know her, we have never met and even if we have, there's no way I can associate myself with someone as delicate and beautiful as she was. I was not allowed to have friends.... 'there are consequences'. My father doesn't want to risk anyone finding out what he does to me or the government taking away his punching bag.

I wonder what's he's more scared of... losing his punching bag or the government funding out which could cause him to be in jail charged with child abuse. I took time to look at her clean brand new clothes and tried hard to imagine how disgusting I looked in my faded ones.

Feeling self conscious, I start to resume the search for my locker but....

"Wait! I didn't get your name" Luciana rushed towards me in excitement resulting to more gasps of suprise from the students. What's with them and the suprised looks on their faces.... haven't they seen a rich kid trying to make friends with a poor kid.

That had never happened to me before, everyone I meant just had this snobby, brat attitude to me, They pretend to be nice at first but are infact going to bully you in the end.

I stared at Luciana warily "I'm Renée" I was about to walk away when she grabs the paper containing my schedule from me

"Oh we have English, Mathematics and Spanish together then lunch!" She looked hyper active and was giggling, I smiled slightly amused by her over excitement....at least she was friendly. Then a phone rang, I tried not to stare as she took out an iPhone 13 pro max with a very eye catching purple phone case from her pockets. "Wait here, don't move, I have to answer this"

I inwardly rolled my eyes as she left, where else does she expect me to go when she had practically disrupted by movement and drawn all attention to me.

"Well, well, look what we have here, a new bitch in school" a shrill voice said loudly and a group of three girls are walking over, the girl in the middle obviously the leader.

Oh no, not again. I shuddered at the thought of being bullied... again, I never planned this, not on my first day.

"Hello bitch, I'm Keisha (kee-sha), the leader of the cheerleading group" She twirls one loose strand of her hair as she tries to push out her chest full of fake silicone boobs while trying to look domineering. I could easily guess that she's the queen bee of the school, she looked so beautiful with her slim figure and straight hair which brought out the nice shape of her face but her face was caked with too much make up unlike my fat, disfigured looks. I instantly felt envious of her because of her confidence but felt grossed out

"I'm Re-"

"Why do I need to know the name of a lowlife like you".

Ouch! that stung, I felt the need to retaliate but that boldness was doused out.

"Take a good look at yourself and everyone around. Even our lowest ranked is dressed better"

The words caused fits of laughter in the hallway but brought tears in my eyes.

I didn't want the tears to fall,

I didn't want her to be happy over the fact that she caused me to cry,

I didn't want to look weak in front of so many people.

I wanted them to respect me,

I was tired of being bullied,

I wanted them to look at me with fear and respect rather than the looks of adoration they were currently giving to keisha.

I wanted to make everyone pay for every single pain they caused. I clenched my fist tightly and looked down at my age strickened sneakers.

A loud resounding slap was heard and I looked up to see a very angry Luciana

"How dare-"

Another slap was heard.

"Uppity bitch say what?!" Luciana said in a rushed tone but

"What?!" Keisha replied

Luciana started giggling wildly and not before long, everyone was laughing, I couldn't help but laugh too.

"Stay away from my friend or I won't hesitate to punish you" she spat out warningly. "I'm warning everyone that has thoughts of hurt renée, if I find out any ploy you have planned, you would regret it. Understood! Now get lost!"

She growled- what?! She didn't just growl like a dog. It's just my mind playing tricks on me. If I had been really watching, I would have noticed how her pslr blue colored eyes has glowed brightly. Everyone had left including Keisha who sent a death glare to my direction before walking off with her two maids- I guess.

"So, let's find your locker. I'm dying to get to know you" she clapped lightly in excitement, gone was the totally angry 'im going to kill you' looking girl and is now replaced with the over excited girl. I swear that this girl gets me sometimes and she had this energy, this vibe and aura of 'i don't give a damn' written all over her. She was delicate buy somewhat reckless.

"We could skip classes if you want, I'm sure-" she must have seen the strange and confused look on my face. School was supposed to be a save haven from everyone, from my dad. I couldn't just skip school or he'll be notified and that would cause another round of punishment. "You don't have to look at me that way. I was only pulling your legs. That means I'm joking- so you understand English right?" She was looking for any hint of expression on my indifferent face. "I'm sorry if you think I'm talking too much-"

Girl you're right on that one!

"- it's just that I have not really met anyone like you and I'm so excited to know you more. Here, there's a little smudge in your mascara and your foundation is uneven"

She drew near and tried to touch my face but I backed away instinctively from her advancing hands. I immediately regretted it as a look of sadness flashed across her face. After the showdown, I was a little scared of hurting her in anyway or it'll be me that would be at the receiving end of her sharp tongue.

"No,it's fine" I gave her a reassuring smile. "We'll fix it during lunch. Agreed?" I was lying, underneath the layers of uneven foundation are my bruises and I wouldn't want her finding out. What she doesn't know won't hurt.

"Makeover?! Yes! I'm an expert at that" True to her words, she was. Her lips were glossed. Her sparkly eyes were highlighted with dark mascara, her face was so smooth and it didn't look like she wore make up. "Hey don't stare at me that way, I wear makeup but I'm an expert at not showing it!"

I nodded, happy that I had convinced her but I had to look for another excuse at lunch.

"-we'll go shopping, have sleepovers at my place or your place if you want"

Sleepovers? Shopping? Definitely not going to happen. The moment my dad finds out, he'll kill me completely. What do I do?

"Uhm, can we look for my locker now and we are supposed to get to class" I interrupted her singsong daydream.

"I've got an unlimited hall pass so we can even start hanging out right now".

Woah, I've never met a persistent person like her. "I'll rather attend classes today and I have this form that the teachers have to sign"

"Fine" she huffed and led me to my locker "What a surprise! Our lockers are side by side" she grinned happily.

Well can things get any worse.

Maybe it can

English class was so boring, the teacher's voice had a soft lull mixed with it and it took all my energy not to lay my head on the desk and move to Dreamland.

Thankfully, Luciana had taken the chance to introduce me to the whole class, that, I was thankful for and the teacher didn't hesitate to sign my slip of paper. Apart from that, I could felt some students eyes drilling holes behind my head, Luciana had made me sit in the empty seat besides her which was located in the middle of the classroom, I really wanted to sit at the backseat row which was very empty but I couldn't voice it out.

"Hey are you okay?" She asked me, looking very concerned.

I felt really sick from the stares that I was receiving but I still wrote down some key points.

I nodded and looked at the clock, only a few minutes to go.

Few minutes later,

As the bell rang, she stood up excitedly and started pulling me through the hallways, students naturally paved way from the firecracker queen /yes that's what I'm calling her/ "Come on"

"Let's slow down, I feel a little motion sick" she had a lot of energy, that running had tire me out thanks to my bruises and I tried not to flinch whenever she grabbed me sharply or hugged me.

Mathematics class was so great! I literally zones out on the teacher. Note the sarcasm. I suck at maths and just managed to keep an average grade in it. As usual Luciana introduced me to the teacher and he signed the slip withouts questions. The bell rang and I looked forward to my favorite subject

Spanish.

She was a bubbly red haired lady, I instantly took a liking to her.

"Hola clase" (Hello class) she said with a smooth tone

"Hola señorita Camila"(Hello Miss Camilla). Most students including Luciana replied enthusiastically, I take it that she had a good relationship with the class.

Miss Camilla scanned the whole class until her eyes found mine, I stared back for a bit, somewhat bewildered. "Parece que hay un nuevo estudiante en clase hoy. Por favor presentate (it seems that there is a new student in class today, please introduce yourself)"

I stood up quiet confidently and didn't miss the words 'slank' ' slut' 'i bet she doesn't know Spanish' said in my direction, I couldn't take it to heart as Miss Camilla seemed truly happy about my presence and I was eager to prove them wrong.

"Hola a todos, mi nombre es Renée McCartney. tengo diecisiete años (Hello everyone, my name is Renée McCartney, I'm seventeen years old)" I replied in fluent Spanish.

Lunch

As we walked back to our lockers, Luciana was still gushing over the fact that I could speak Spanish. "Ohmigod. You can speak it fluently. Did you see how suprised Miss Camilla looked and the rest of the students. How did you do it, I'm not as fluent as you, I can speak Italian, Portuguese, French but not perfect Spanish"

It was my turn to be stunned, she could speak about five languages including English but is excited that I could speak Spanish. "My mother taught me for a bit and I had to study it more".

"I would really love to meet her".

I gave a sad smile "well, she died a long time ago".

"I'm so sorry" she hugged me and I tried to to excape her grasp hurried as she unintentionally touches some of my bruises, I was feeling a slight pain in my ribs... probably cracked or broken.

"It's fine, it happened a long time ago".

"Come on, let's get lunch...then it's time for MAKEOVER!!".

The cafeteria was stunning, the lights, tables and chairs were arranges in a beautiful manner. I didn't have time to stare as Luciana started pulling me to a table, thankfully an empty one

"Luciana! Sit with us".

"Luciana have lunch with me".

"Luciana who's your new friend!".

......and so on.

It was as if everyone was familiar with Luciana and wanted her to sit with them but she say on an empty spot with me. I felt stares from all around me, some were confused, some were curious, others were angry. But why?. Soon the incessant chattering in the cafeteria continued

"Ignore them"

"You're quite popular, why would you want to be with me instead of them" I looked and played with my nails which were plain compared to luciana's which were painted blue with small scattered star shapes on them.

She followed my gaze and placed both hands over mine "I really want to be friends with you. You're quite an interesting person. I'm not so popular, my brother and ma- boyfriend are the most popular in the whole town hence the reason everyone knows me... including my parents are quite a popular figure".

"So where are they now?" I tried looking around with hopes to find the most popular guys which might end up being eye catching figures but no one seems to fit in that category.

"They had some matters to deal with so they didn't come today. So wipe that look on your face, I'm hungry".

Knowing fully well how poor I am, I'm sure I wouldn't be able to afford even the cheapest sandwich on the menu "uhh I'm fine. I won't have anything, I'm not hungry" I forced a smile on my face trying to reassure her and myself.

"No way! You have to eat something". I'm not sure if she could see through my act. "Please, you have to eat something or I might have to shove it down your throat. It's my treat!" She walked away to the counter probably to get lunch for us.

'At least she'll be paying' I thought inwardly, trying to suppress my hunger.

She was back few minutes later with a girl who was trying to balance two trays on both hands.

I faceplamed as the girl left.

"What?" She had this innocent look on her face "I couldn't ask any of the males for help and she offered to help"

"Why couldn't you ask a guy for help, I'm sure a lot of them would have fought to help"

She giggled "that would have been quite a scene, but my ma-boyfriend can get do jealous over this things, he prefer that he does it and no one else except by brother.... Well since it's my brother".

I notice how she always made a slip when trying to mention boyfriend. It's probably nothing.

She nudged me lightly "come on eat up so that I can get started with your makeover. I'm still gonna ask about the boy on your life" she winked.

I was taking a drink out of a small carton of milk and almost spluttered "What?! There's no one in my life ".

" I'll pretend to believe you" she muttered in between bites of her sandwich.

I smiled. In an attempt to change the topic "Why don't you tell me about your love life".

A dreamy expression was on her face "He is everything I ever wanted in a guy, he is my prince charming and always Mays my heart flutter, his kisses-"

Now this is going to get awkward soon

"-his kisses are like sugar, the sex-"

I coughed loudly, my face heated up "No, I don't want to know about that aspect"

She laughed at me "you're so innocent, I could almost believe that you have not had your first kiss yet"

"I haven't" I shrugged like it's completely normal.

"No way! You need to loosen up girl! You need to eat more, you're too skinny for my liking. Stop dieting and flaunt that body that ya momma gave ya" she placed her hands around my chest region and gave me a little shake.

Little does she know that I'm malnutrited and not diet, I tried to laugh and not sigh at her funny actions. "Stop!" I gently slapped her hands away.

She giggled at my flustered face "you're in need of a wardrobe advisor and that's me!. We're going shopping tomorrow"

I started to shake my head to decline but she wasn't taking no for an answer.

"It's fine. You need a total make over that would make every guy turn and stare. Who knows, you might meet the right person soon".

What! I just got to this town, this school and she's trying to draw guys attention to me. I have to look for a way to prevent myself from going shopping, if my father finds out, I'll get in so much trouble.

First, prevent her from seeing the bruises on my face.

"Luciana, could we have a complete makeover tomorrow".

" I thought you wouldn't ask!" She almost screamed. "What about a sleepover, my place! Tomorrow"

"I'll have to speak to my father about it. He worries about me a lot and wouldn't want me out of his sights for too long" I lied.

"Don't worry, I'm sure he'll agree or I'll have to make him, the hard way or the easy way". A frown could be seen on her forehead.

I sighed. This is gonna be difficult. "Don't worry I can convince him on my own just fine". I lied, again