THE UNTAMED ALPHA BEAST

Lyra

My heart gave a slight pitter patter at the weight of her words. I needed no soothsayer to tell me that my life was even going to be worse off living here than in my pack.

Tears streamed down my eyes as she walked away with her head high. Confidence that I could only dream about possessing.

The thought of even commanding anyone had me scoffing in self reprise. No one would ever take me seriously.

Was I supposed to keep staying here and waiting for someone to come save me when I could bide my time and hope that no one catches me when I flee to the human city.

Changing my name didn't seem like a bad idea as it would be hard to locate me. I could even go as far as changing my hair color.

But... There was a clause.

I had no penny to my name.

My father provided everything I needed but now I was left on my own. I knew that by default of staying here I wouldn't lack basic amenities but that wasn't going to take me anywhere.

"Is everything okay, ma'am?" Amanda spoke, dragging me out of my thoughts.

"I could come back later if you don't want to talk to me now." She repeated when I refused to reply.

I blinked, keeping myself back from talking. "Yeah, that'd be nice. I know that you're worried about me but I would prefer it if you weren't. I'll be fine."

Amanda blinked, staring at me with her eyes safely fastened, trying to figure out what exactly the problem was but I was way tired.

"I think you should speak to Alpha Ethan about anything bothering you." She suggested.

That would even be worse. He would see me as pathetic and I quite frankly didn't understand what I was supposed to gain from that. It would solidify his initial hesitation.

"Getting to the human realm has to be a hassle nowadays." I deflected.

Amanda blinked again, looking at me through her curious lens. "Yes, ma'am, but I believe that everyone is better off without them in the mix."

Another human hater spotted.

Had they all been conditioned to feel better than those guys because this was getting out of hand. "You should not speak about humans in such a condescending manner especially when they have never done anything to warrant such a response from you. It tells a lot about your attitude. If no one tells you the truth, then you're cooked."

Amanda snorted before realizing her mistake and quickly bent her head in apology. "I'm sorry ma."

"You shouldn't. Get interested in humans because they have I dare say a better life than we who only know how to survive instead of doing the needful. I'm sorry but I have to bash you that way." I said.

She looked at me in surprise but even looked more scared at something behind me. "I- i should be out of here. I'll be back when..." She vanished before completing her statement.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" Ethan's dominating voice percolated through the air.

The familiar pitter patter echoed again as I walked away from him. "Yes, yes, I am." I said a little more breathlessly than it was intended to sound.

"I figured, you know what? Don't bother about a thing. Just keep your head high and ensure that no one learns of your identity. If that's done, you can have a good stay." His lips set in a thin line.

I sighed. He didn't look as harsh as he did the first time I got to meet him but that didn't still stop me from getting scared of him. It was his ability to remain cool in all situations that unsettled me.

"Yes, sir."

"Call me Ethan, while we are at it."

Oh, the reminder. I should have known that he was only giving me his last name. "I will," I answered, purposely withholding from calling his name.

"Now that it's settled. You will accompany me for dinner. I don't want you starving. Everyone expects my wife to look pleasant to the eyes. That's not to say that you already don't."

There was no need for him to try to explain because I could already hear the inflection in his tone.

He wasn't mean to me, but bore no affection nor was under any obligation to do whatever I asked. It was all that I could gain from him and gratitude ought to be my mantra.

I forced out a smile. "Yes, sir. Pardon my manners. I can't call you by name." I whispered, looking at my feet.

A slight sound of footsteps approaching had me jerking upward immediately. "Are you willing to die?"

His cologne hit me hard in the nostrils and I couldn't resist the urge to take a huge sniff, it was woodsy, threatening to assail my senses.

"No."

"Do exactly as I have commanded you. If you don't, and they find out?..."

The consequences hung in the air and I would be stupid enough to say that I didn't understand it.

He whipped around, looking frustrated like I was a child.

Was he frustrated with me or something because now I felt like a mess, everything was wrong with me yet I didn't even know what to do to salvage the situation.

"Your woman came here earlier today. How do I deal with that?" I blurted out.

He came to a swift halt, before looking at me with raised brows. At that point, I was blatantly confused because that would mean that I was reporting his beloved.

"Woman?"

I nodded, berating myself for going ahead to tell him how I was feeling.

"Miss Aurora."

He lifted his brows in surprise, before turning away.

Good for you, Lyra, now you'd know how to keep your blabbermouth away from people's issues.

"Right to ask but there's absolutely nothing wrong with that, is there?" I asked Amanda who came in as soon as he left.

Her rue smile answered me, "Maybe, maybe not but the most important thing is that he is aware that she came to threaten you." She piped up, trying to sound cheerful but failing miserably.

I forgot to communicate with my sister. She must have bawled her eyes out at the thought that I was in pain.

I strode to my window and placed my hand on the ledge. I needed to plan an escape. I couldn't remain in places where I was undesired, waiting for the ball to drop.

It was a huge mistake to think that coming here was going to partially solve my problems and quite frankly, I just wanted to sleep away the pain.

"Ma'am, I need to get you some clothes for dinner tonight. It's going to feature a lot of people, I would like it if you made a statement." Amanda cut into my thoughts again.

Dinner was about to become a disaster, that I was sure of. But being absent was not also going to present a good image.

Torn between hiding and duty, I picked duty. I had always done it in my father's pack, I looked upwards, pleading with the universe.

'Please let this go smoothly'.