Suprise

Hi! I have this Spanish character in my other story (The alpha that couldn't remember), and a few people suggested I write about a Dutch character. That suddenly got me thinking Storm could be part Dutch, and voila. I wrote a chapter for the new story, even though I promised not to. Don't worry. It's just one chapter. It's just so hard not to think about it. I keep imagining things for it, and I'm scared I'll forget them once I finish the Iron Alpha. So I'm writing those ideas down.

I know I could have spent this time writing for either one of my stories, but I couldn't focus until I wrote this one chapter first.

Are you like that? Do you have whole conversations in your head? I think it prepared me for being a writer. Lol. I always imagined entire conversations I would have with friends, family, or teachers. I even prepared conversations ahead of time, scared I would say something wrong. ( Yeah, just like Kate.) I would practice what I would say in the supermarket. But now, instead of making up conversations inside my head with people that exist, I think of stories and fake people that have conversations. I guess being socially awkward was good for something  ;)

Anyway. I'll continue with The Iron Alpha and The Iron That Couldn't Remember after this one chapter about Aeryn in the future.

O name suggestions are welcom. Ariel's suggestion was good, but I like different options to see what fits.

And while you're add it. could you go to my main page and add a review if you haven't yet? I only need four more for an official rating to appear on the app. You either have to search in your app for this story or you could go to viewed section and then click on the story, it will take you to the mainpage as well.

I have an i. (sta) page, but haven't used it as much as I would like. Maybe I'm too old for social media. Lol. i'm turning 36 new month. it's naomid.gnovel

Chapter 2.

It took for fucking ever to get where we were going. The noise of the motor and the feeling of the wheels on the road made me sleepy. I closed my eyes for a second and didn’t awaken until someone shouted in my fucking face.

“Girl! Wake up!”

I opened my eyes, and for a fucking second I thought it was Myrtle, trying to wake me up. Then I remembered what happened. My eyes shot open and were met by the eyes of a soldier.

“Get up.”

I stood up and looked around, seeing if there was any fucking possibility of running away. It looked like we were in a really big building. The ceilings were high, and there was nothing there but the car.

“I will knock you out and tie you up if you try to run,” the soldier growled.

Ahead of me was Alpha dickface, or Alpha Lex. His black hair was combed back, and he was wearing a suit. Even from here, I could smell his awful fucking cologne. It made me sick to my stomach.

Then I saw it. A plane. I had only seen planes in books. We weren’t allowed to use any type of screen, because fucking Myrtle wouldn’t allow it. I had seen her with a phone, and there was a computer or something in her fucking office, but we were never allowed in there.

Alpha Lex walked up the stairs into the plane, waiting at the top for me and the soldier. It was big, but not as big as I had seen in my schoolbooks.

The soldier gave me a push, and I fell against one of the stairs.

Alpha Lex turned around, “be careful, I just bought her.”

Fucker.

I walked up the stairs and into what looked like a small room with six chairs. Three of the chairs were already taken, and Alpha Lex, me, and the soldier took the final three.

I sat down, and the soldier buckled me in. I suddenly realized that this would make getting to my sister even more fucking difficult. If we were going by plane, that meant I couldn’t just run back. I didn’t even fucking know where the school was. I couldn’t drive. How was I going to fucking get my sister out?! I promised her. Fuck, fuck, fuck!

“Wat heb je gedaan?! [What did you do?]” A woman’s voice said, snapping me out of my thoughts. I couldn’t see her because she was sitting two chairs in front of me.

“Ik heb niets gedaan! Dit was papa, niet ik! [ I didn’t do anything, dad did, not me.]” A familar voice said. So Alpha Storm was here too.

It sounded fucking weird. What were those noises they made? Ggggg? It sounded like they were clearing their throats. What language was that?

“Je kon hem stoppen. Dat arme meisje. [You could have stopped him. That poor girl.]” The woman said.

Storm laughed, “arme meisje?! Je weet net zo goed als ik dat pap niet te stoppen is als hij iets in z’n hoofd heeft. Ik laat haar wel gaan zodra we thuis komen. [Poor girl? You know just as well as I do that dad is unstoppable once he get's an idea. I’ll let her go once we come home.”

“Ben je gek geworden?! Je vader laat haar nooit gaan. Hij heeft teveel voor haar betaald. Of ze wordt je Luna of hij vindt iets anders om haar leven een hell te maken. [Have you lost your mind? Your father will never let her go. He’s paid too much for her. Either she becomes your luna or he finds another way to make her life hell.]

“Could you two stop talking in Dutch? For crying out loud, you’re giving me a headache. I told you both I would get Storm a Luna, and I did. She has alpha blood, and she’s a virgin and not bad looking. She cost me so much money, and you’re the ones complaining? I might not understand a word you’re saying, but I know these were not words of excitement.” Alpha Lex said.

So it was Dutch they were speaking? I got some geography in our stupid fucking school and knew they spoke that in a small country in Europe. How the fuck did this guy, Storm, learn Dutch? I didn’t fucking care. I needed to get out of here.

The plane started to take off, and my heart was beating fast. Once we were up in the fucking air, I was stuck.

The soldier sitting next to me kept glaring over at me. I tried to get out of my seatbelt, and he pushed me back. The back of my head hit the chair hard. The next thing I felt was this fucking weird sensation in my stomach and a ringing in my ears. I turned my head and saw that we were taking off. Fuck!

I started to cry again while staring out the fucking window. I didn’t fucking care if it made me look weak. I still remember what dad said. It’s brave to cry, and I shouldn’t hold my feelings in. And right the fuck now I was feeling desperation, sadness, and anger. I couldn’t fucking believe it. Only a few more days, and I could have gotten Elora and me out of that fucking place.

“I’ll sit next to her,” the woman said.

The woman stood up and walked towards me. She was pretty and looked around forty, although with werewolves, it was hard to say. She looked really fucking pretty. Her blond hair was up in a bun, and she was wearing a knitted sweater dress with long sleeves and a turtleneck. She had some ankle boots on with fur. Where we going, somewhere cold?

“You’ll do no such thing!” Alpha Lex growled, and he slapped the woman against her face.

“Remember your place, Eve. You are not the Luna of this pack; I only tolerate you because of Storm.”

Storm stood up and growled at his father, “don’t fucking touch her. I told you I didn’t want this, and you go and buy a girl! You’re an evil bastard.”

Alpha Lex didn’t seem impressed by his son. “Here, I've got a deal for you. If you don’t accept that girl as your Luna, I will kill your mother. She’s getting too cocky, and I would have killed her long ago if it weren’t for you.”

What a fucking asshole. He would kill Storm’s mother? And why wasn't she the fucking Luna?

I took a good look at Storm. He had black hair like his father, but I now notice his eyes are blue like his mother’s. He had a strong jaw and some stubble. He was tall and had very broad shoulders. Storm had taken off his jacket and was wearing only a t-shirt. I could see that his lower arms had a bunch of tattoos. He was actually pretty fucking good-looking for the son of a dickface. Not that it fucking mattered. I wanted nothing to do with any of them.

 Storm growled. His aura was so strong, and he looked fucking scary. He stalked towards his father. He looked like he wanted him fucking dead. I hoped he would fucking kill Alpha Lex. Maybe that would solve all this shit. Storm’s hand went into a fist, but his mother held his arm.

“Niet doen, Storm. Die klootzak is het niet waard. [Don’t do it, Storm. That asshole isn’t worth it.]” Eve said.

“Hij wilt je vermoorden, mama. [He wants to kill you mom.]

His mother laughed, “dus je gaat met hem vechten in dit vliegtuigje? Denk na, schat. [So you will fight him in this small airplane? Think, honey.]

Storm replied. “Misschien als Ik een Luna heb kan ik ons pack overnemen en dan kan ik dingen veranderen. [Maybe if I take a Luna I can take over the pack and chance things.]

“Zelfs al is je vader weg, de rest laat je nooit iets veranderen. [Even if your father isn’t there, the rest won’t let you change anything.] Eve said, sounding desperate.

I wish I could fucking understand one word. The only thing I got was “pack”. They talked so fucking fast.

Storm growled and sat back in his chair, saying, "Fine. I’ll take her as my Luna.”

Not if I can fucking help it. I wanted nothing to do with this fucked up family. Alpha Lex might be the worst, but I had a fucking feeling the rest wasn’t that great either.

One fucking week and I would get my wolf. If I could hold off becoming Luna until then, than maybe I could escape. Or at least kill that fuckface. Maybe I could bargain with Storm for my release. He didn’t seem to want me anyway.