Page 77
Story: Bite Me Alpha Cole
“I’mhelping, Jude!”
“She didn’t even fall hard! She’s fine! She just…tripped! I saw her!”
Cole snarls at his brother, and Jude runs away.
“Come on, Nadia,” Cole says softly, standing and holding out a hand to me. “I’ll help you up and we’ll go see mom. She’ll show you that you’re fine.”
I sniff, trying to hold back the tears. I take his hand with my good one, still cradling my injured arm to my chest, and let him pull me to my feet. “I’m not fine.”
Cole huffs a frustrated sigh, looking after Jude. My mouth starts to tremble as I realize that he wants to be over there, with Jude and Iris. Not here with cry-baby me. I try so hard to stop crying – but it hurts so much…
Cole turns his face back to mine and lifts his hand, using his fingertips to wipe away some tears from each cheek. “Come on,” he says with a sigh. “Let’s go see mom.”
I frown and step back, my feelings hurt nearly as much as my arm. “You don’t want to,” I say softly, still sniffing. I raise my good arm and wipe it across my face, not wanting to be a baby anymore. Not in front of him.
Cole stares at me, his face twisting in confusion because…duh. Of course he doesn’twantto help the crybaby – he wants to go with Jude so they can play wolves. “Nadia, we can –“
“I didn’t trip!”
He stands straighter, going still.
“Why did you push me?”
“Ididn’tpush you!” Cole says, frowning at me now, his hands balling to fists at his side. “Take that back! Apologize!”
“You did push me! I felt it! I felt your hand!Youapologize!”
“Ididn’t!” Cole takes a step towards me, and I gasp when I see the flash of his fangs as the points of them extend. I gasp, stumbling back a step. “I didn’t push you – I’m trying tohelpyou!”
“I know you did it!” I say, finding my footing and shaking my head, crying harder now. “Why are you so mean to me? You wouldn’t come play this morning! And you won’t let me play wolves! I’m not a sheep! And you pushed me!”
Cole’s face wrinkles with disdain. “You’re just being ababy, Nadia,” he growls. “A big…sheepbaby.”
Then he spins and runs away from me, chasing after Jude and Iris, leaving me all alone.
“Nadia?” I hear my mom’s voice call somewhere behind me, worried. “Sugar?”
But I just cry, heartbroken, and crumple down onto the stones, still cradling my arm and sobbing my heart out. Ruined – it’s all ruined – I don’t like them anymore –
“Nadia!” a soft voice says. A hand pets over my hair. I look up into Iris’s face. “Are you okay?”
My breath hitches alongside my sobs. “He – he pushed me!”
Iris’s face falls with sadness for me as she sinks to her knees at my side, wrapping her arms around me in a hug. But I cry out when she jostles my arm.
“What’s going on here?”
I cry and lean against Iris, who loosens her hug and looks up toward her mother’s voice. “I think Nadia got hurt.”
“Oh, baby,” the Queen says, sitting down at our side.
My mom sits next to her, reaching for me, whispering my name in the worried way she hardly ever uses but which lets me know it’s serious. I crawl into her lap and she wraps me loosely up.
“You go on, Iris,” the Queen says, petting her daughter’s hair and smiling at her. “We’ll get Nadia patched up.”
Some more adults come along – the helpers, bringing the baskets of food and supplies, and all the weird babysitters – Iris calls them nannies, but I don’t know what that means. They gather around as mom rocks me and the Queen orders a few to go away and get help – get a doctor.
The Queen sighs and kneels next to mom. “I’m sorry, Annalise.”
Table of Contents
- Page 1
- Page 2
- Page 3
- Page 4
- Page 5
- Page 6
- Page 7
- Page 8
- Page 9
- Page 10
- Page 11
- Page 12
- Page 13
- Page 14
- Page 15
- Page 16
- Page 17
- Page 18
- Page 19
- Page 20
- Page 21
- Page 22
- Page 23
- Page 24
- Page 25
- Page 26
- Page 27
- Page 28
- Page 29
- Page 30
- Page 31
- Page 32
- Page 33
- Page 34
- Page 35
- Page 36
- Page 37
- Page 38
- Page 39
- Page 40
- Page 41
- Page 42
- Page 43
- Page 44
- Page 45
- Page 46
- Page 47
- Page 48
- Page 49
- Page 50
- Page 51
- Page 52
- Page 53
- Page 54
- Page 55
- Page 56
- Page 57
- Page 58
- Page 59
- Page 60
- Page 61
- Page 62
- Page 63
- Page 64
- Page 65
- Page 66
- Page 67
- Page 68
- Page 69
- Page 70
- Page 71
- Page 72
- Page 73
- Page 74
- Page 75
- Page 76
- Page 77 (Reading here)
- Page 78
- Page 79
- Page 80
- Page 81
- Page 82
- Page 83
- Page 84
- Page 85
- Page 86
- Page 87
- Page 88
- Page 89
- Page 90
- Page 91
- Page 92
- Page 93
- Page 94
- Page 95
- Page 96
- Page 97
- Page 98
- Page 99
- Page 100
- Page 101
- Page 102
- Page 103
- Page 104
- Page 105
- Page 106
- Page 107
- Page 108
- Page 109
- Page 110
- Page 111
- Page 112
- Page 113
- Page 114
- Page 115
- Page 116
- Page 117
- Page 118
- Page 119
- Page 120
- Page 121
- Page 122
- Page 123
- Page 124
- Page 125
- Page 126
- Page 127
- Page 128
- Page 129
- Page 130
- Page 131
- Page 132
- Page 133
- Page 134
- Page 135
- Page 136
- Page 137
- Page 138
- Page 139
- Page 140
- Page 141
- Page 142
- Page 143
- Page 144