The Alphas Dirty Little Secret.....

 "Not everything that is faced can be changed.But nothing can be changed until it has been faced...."

                                                                           -James baldwin

Chapter 1

Dylan P.O.V

I drove down the long street my Bentley looking foreign on this street, I personally hate this street.

Full of drug addicts, whores and everything wrong with the world.

I checked the time and knew I should be at the hotel trying to sleep I mean I have a flight at six in the morning but I can’t sleep.

Not with the thought that my ex girlfriend said I was cold and selfish.

I am not cold and selfish!

Considering I loved her with every thing I had, her words hit home. I did everything for her! I gave her everything she asked for.

And then when I told her I did everything for her she said you gave me money, but not love! You love yourself too much to love some else!

How else does she expect me to show her love? I give her everything she asks for.

I loved her.

Would I give up my life for her?

Not necessarily.

I've tried to hard to make my life what it is to just give it up for some girl, I mean, love isn’t about giving up your life for someone-love is about giving them whatever they ask for. My wolf growled shes ungrateful...

She wanted a new necklace I bought her diamond necklace set.

So I don’t know why she's complaining.

She just dumped me, saying that I needed to learn to love someone other than myself and stop being selfish.

I own a trillion dollar company, I shouldn’t have to go through this.

I took a left and something at the corner of the street caught my attention red stilettos.

What the hell?

“In this twenty three degree weather?” I muttered to myself.

I then realised why a girl would be on herselfon this street on such a sketchy street. She had to be a hooker, a prostitute I tried not to be judgemental as a million thoughts ran through my head. Curious, I let my eyes trail up her long sculpted legs that were barely covered in a thin piece of black fabric.

I also noticed a short thin piece of black fabric covering her breasts her entire stomach was revealed I curled my upper lip up in disgust.

When she walked under a street lamp I notice another thing she was sobbing the momentarily light that shone over her face, showed me the streaks of mascara that ran down her cheeks.

Suddenly Bridget’s words came to mind;

“You’re selfish you wouldn’t do anything to benefit anybody else, the day you learn to care for anybody but yourself then ill consider taking you back!”

I came to a halt at the next corner she would be approaching, and I rolled down the passenger window.

“I'm not open for business!” she snapped quickly as she approached the car.

“Who says I'm looking for your business?” I asked harshly.

“Well your on the corner of eighth and Nexton why else would you be here?” she snapped now actually coming to the window.

“I got lost” I confessed “Listen, this is gonna sound crazy but its cold as fuck out here-and your practically wearing nothing!” I said shaking my head at how wrong it came out “Ah, that sounded rude….look, come back with me to my hotel, you can have a nice hot shower, ill lend you some sleep clothes…and I can get you something to eat.” I said.

“I don’t need your damn charity!” she snapped angrily wiping at her eyes.

“I'm not giving you charity…I mean I'm trying to be friendly, I don’t want anything…I mean you’re a beautiful-”I huffed mad at how idiotic I sounded.

“I get it! You don’t fuck whores,” she said crossing her arms over her chest “But why should I trust you? You could be a physco mass murder or a crazy person” she said.

“I'm sure half the world would know if I'm a physco murder” I said.

“Fine but if you kill me, ill hunt you down.” I exclaimed.