Caught Between The Alpha Brothers

CHAPTER FIVE

Caught between

Chapter five

I had barely gotten into my room when I heard a knock on the door. The meeting had already dropped a burden on my shoulders for me to bear and I was not expectant for more.

“No guard scuffle?” I asked myself as I stopped in my tracks. With a twirl to the door, it creaked open to reveal the dark-haired son of the deceased Alpha. I sigh in resignation, my feet almost planting itself to the floor.

“Wouldn’t you invite me in?” He asked with a smile that almost melted my resolve, but the face he had copied, I hated the most. However, the realization of how he looked like his father drew me out of my admiration.

“I have no business with you,” I said, with the door swinging on its hinges, and attempt to lock him out.

The door stall, unable to close shut. My face angled to the floor to find a foot stuck, preventing me from shutting the door.

“Turns out you have a lot of business with me,” he replied, still brimming with a smile on his face. The door gave way as he applied pressure to it, stretching to give him added space.

He strolled about, his eyes roaming the room with a few strides of it, sounds escaping from his lips as he twirled around, looking at the room. The room had always remained cleaned, a joint effort of the cleaners and me to maintain it.

“I have a lot on my mind and things to do,” I said, an attempt to get him to leave the room.

“You are in your room, doing nothing of any sort that predates you having anything to do,” he said and sat on one of the chair, a sigh escaping his lips, the soft scrunching of the chair as he rubbed against them with the tips of his thumbs and his forefinger.

“I believe I have time entitled to me,” I responded, feeling my temper rise from my breathing rhythm.

“You don’t have to get all rash now,” he said with a chuckle that was infectious, but refused moving an inch from the chair he sat thereupon.

A smile escaped my lips at his reply, a smile that shouldn’t be there. I let it fade away before he would notice, my hands wrapping against themselves on my chest.

“What do you want?” I asked as I took a little stride to stand in front of him.

“I came to see my stepmother.”

“You have seen me. You can leave now.”

“Don’t be in a hurry to throw me outside your door.”

I chuckled sarcastically, walking to the door.

“You saw me after the burial. That should be enough. I do not want to see you,” I replied as the sound of my foot tapping against the ground echoed around the room.

“I see someone wants me out.”

“I want you out.”

He stood slowly from the chair, turning slightly to face me.

“It’s been a long while since I last stepped into my father’s, the old man’s room,” he said with a sigh. Whatever had separated them seemed to be a tremendous deal, seeing the way he avoided calling him his father.

“You will have all the time to do that in the future. However, now is not the right time.”

“There is no time better than now, Luna. A beautiful presence also gracing this place is more like a present at this moment,” he said, an attempt to flirt with me. I guessed.

“The door is right here. I would appreciate you leaving as soon as possible.”

“That isn't something to be worried about.”

“Your eighteenth ceremony has to be something you should worry about as the elders placed me in charge of the preparation,” I said with a smirk of victory, my eyes trailing his face as they opened wide in horror with the information he had received.

“They wouldn’t do that,”

“Would you place a bet on that?” I asked, feeling the thrill of victory while I placed my palm out in front of me. Pain was a feeling I had wanted to inflict on the Alpha. Seeing his children replicate it had me a good feeling.

“Nevermind, I would ask them about this,” he said, walking to where I was. I expected for him to clasp my hand in acceptance of the bet when he did the unthinkable, pulling me towards him.

My mind blanked as I fell into his arms. The perfume he wore was intoxicating, rose for a man with the aromatic smell of pine attached.

“What do you say? We spend a few moments before I head out to meet with the elders with this talk of a mate.” He whispered in my ear. My belly clamped while my legs buckled. I wondered how I could stand, knowing I had jelly knees.

“What are you doing?” I asked, finding difficulty in swallowing my spit, because his smell intoxicated me, added with his charisma. His chuckle buzzed through the air before he spoke, intoxicating me more.

“I felt a connection when I first saw you,” he said with a straight face as he pulled slowly away. My eyes lost in his lips as he spoke endearing words.

“That’s not possible.”

“It is possible,” he said. I felt a squeeze in my stomach, the squeeze tighter as he moved closer, until his breath was closer to my lips. My thighs felt warm from the chemistry that flowed between us.

My mind dizzied at the thought of what he was about to do and I was going to give in to that temptation when he stopped a fraction from my lips just as an angry voice came close.

“My Luna.” Beta Carlos called out as the door creaked open. His face had turned white seeing how close we were to each other. He stuttered while calling my name. “I supposed he was here, a stubborn child who wouldn’t listen to my reprimand.”

I pushed myself away from Devin’s body, my hair covering my face as I felt blood pulsing around my cheeks. Just as the white faced Beta, Carlos came inside, pulling Devin away from me.

“Has this boy been troubling you? I would take him out of your presence,” Carlos rambled on.

“I did nothing to her, you can ask her yourself,”

“I’ve told you your stepmother is out of the list for ladies you would want to woo,” I heard the Beta, Carlos berate him, his sonorous laughter added to it as the sound of the food depreciated, the further they moved away.

“That was an honest mistake,” he said, just before his voice faded away. With a sigh and a pounding heart, they left me alone while the door closed in with a thud on my loneliness

“It’s not possible,” I muttered, placing my fingers across my lips as my mind rewinded to the last activity. I had felt it, the spark and adrenaline rushing.

My wolf had attempted jumping out. I realized at that moment my protruding fangs as they closed in, wiping the sweat from my forehead with the back of my palms before crashing on the wall to lean.

It could not be my fate. I pushed myself, walking like a zombie until I had fallen into my bed.