Page 85 of My Forbidden Alpha

They’re human boys but they also seem to know that she’s a filthy, lowlife scum. Rogues should all be killed, that’s what I was taught. I walk over to her and push her harder, making her hit the wall behind me before she falls to her knees.

“You’re better off dead. I hate rogues,” I whisper in her ear, so the boys don’t hear. She whimpers in fear as she stares up at me as if I am the one who is doing something wrong. She’s the one who shouldn’t be here!

It’s an everyday thing. She gets picked on every day, yet she’s stupid to keep coming back here! The boys laugh as they walk off when the bell rings, leaving me with the filth.

“Why do you hate me?” she asks between sobs, looking at her bruised elbow. Her face is tear-stained and grubby. Her crying agitates me and the sound of crying from the past rings in my head.

I’m not sure who it is. Me? Scarlett?

“I hate people who cry!” I shout, pushing her again the moment she manages to get up.

“Please don’t hurt me,” she whimpers.

‘Please! Please don’t hurt me, Daddy!’

I flinch at the screams that fill my head and I push heragain, wanting the sounds in my head to stop.

“Stop it! Stop crying like a baby! Stop it! You are a rogue, you are a monster, you’re better off dead!” I shout.

She keeps crying and I keep hitting her, wanting her to stop!

I don’t like the sound! I hate it! I hate it!

“Indy!” I’m lifted off from the sobbing girl and I scream, kicking my captor, trying to scratch them and I manage to do so, wanting to draw blood! “Pixie!”

I find myself staring into a startled pair of blue eyes and become still. “Hey… what are you doing, Pixie?” His voice is full of concern.

My heart is thumping as I try to jump free from his hold, but he isn’t letting go.

“Let go of me!” I scream, kicking him. I don’t want anyone touching me!

He lets go, raising his hands as the girl scampers off.

Coward!

“What were you doing?” Elijah asks, his voice full of shock and disappointment.

“I hate her! She’s a rogue!” I hiss, not wanting to explain it to him. I turn to leave, but he blocks my view, shaking his head.

“Look at me, Indigo,” he commands quietly.

“I hate you! I hate all alphas!” I spit but he doesn’t move away. Instead, he remains there, watching me with concern in those eyes of his, kneeling in front of me. He gently pulls me into his arms and strokes my hair.

“I’m your big brother first and foremost, Pixie. Not an alpha. Calm down please,” he pleads softly.

I break into sobs but freeze, no! I won’t cry. I can’t cry.

“Indy? Breathe, you need to breathe.” There’s panic in Elijah’s eyes as he looks down at me, realising what I’m doing, but he doesn’t understand. I can’t cry. I can’t show emotions! It’s a weakness.

Something rises in my throat and my head is thumping. I need to get away! But he’s not letting go of me!

He cups my face and somehow it soothes me a little. “Indigo… Pixie, we don’t hurt others. No matter what. She’s just another child, trying to go to school. We are good people. We don’t hurt anyone unless they hit you first, then sure, defend yourself. But never pick on those weaker than you. Do you understand, Pixie?”

His words are gentle even though he’s reprimanding me.

I disappointed him too.

I nod, trying to understand his words. He’s right. Why have I been hurting her?

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