Betrayed By My Alpha

Chapter 12

I know I should be preparing to go the meeting tonight, not being seduced by these cashmere blanket that makes me wanna stay cooped up in here all day.

But, if I'm being honest, I don't want to. Having spent most of my life proving myself and failing if I may add. Woefully.

I don't look forward to anything like it.

Avery had sent some girls to get my hair done, I had sent them away /twice/, Henry sent a note I haven't bothered opening and my father wouldn't stop calling.

I wanted to disappear, to vanish without a single trace, it doesn't make me selfish does it?

The fate of these people depends on me, I wasn't able to help myself, how would I help a pack?

If I was allowed to function like a luna, perhaps I'd have a sense of these things, however, I wasn't and don't.

Turning to my side, I reached for my airpod in its casing on the nightstand and pair it to my phone.

I needed music, Tchaikovsky to be specific, his songs had helped me travel to different timelines in my head before.

Maybe it could do it for me now,

The light from the phone attacks my eyes, “argh, s**t that hurts.” I hurriedly turn it down and begin to search for his songs in my classical playlist.

There it is, Swan theme, from the Swan lake piece. A massive grin must be plastered on my face right now, increasing the volume, I close my eyes and drown in its melody.

Someone's banging on my door and they don't seem happy about it. I just closed my eyes for Selene's sake.

I jumped down my bed, and ran to get it, I swear if it were another one of Avery services, I'd right about...

My thoughts came to a halt when I pulled it open, it wasn't the girls from Avery, or Avery orrrr Henry. I gave the guy before me a quizzical look and sized him up.

He was good-looking in that careless sort of way; sharp jaw, easy smile, nothing to write poetry about but noticeable all the same.

The guy looked decent enough, tall, clean-cut, maybe the kind that got smiled at more than most.

“Alpha Aaron sent me to get you, Miss.”

“Alpha Aaron?” I asked mouth agape.

“Yes ma'am,” he answered, his tone rather testy. He looked tired too, he must have been knocking for a while now.

No idea how long I must have slept, but it seems to be more than a while.

“Can I get the time?” I asked, he must have thought me crazy since he looked at my wrist watch and phone in hand, before answering me.

“It's 22:32 miss.”

6 good hours, I slept for 6 hours and it felt like it never happened. Thanks Tchaikovsky. “I'll be down there, you can go.”

“You'll have to come with me, I'll wait” I scoffed, Aaron couldn't even give me the benefit of doubt.

I nod my head in agreement and shut the door, before rushing to get ready. Now would be a nice time for those girls to appear.

Alpha Aaron? No wonder he's such a b***h, no different from Dimitri I bet. Makes me feel bad for whoever his unlucky mate is.

I check the wall clock and it's 23:15, I must have spent an extra 10 struggling to read this weird inverted clock.

All done, I look in the mirror one last time, I had taken up everything-about-modelling classes when I had nothing to do in the Red Pack mansion.

I never really practiced them though, I hope every effort I had put into my look tonight is as great as I feel it is.

I use my finger to place one more curl right before my forehead before heading to the door.

There are muffled voices just outside the door. “Hey.” Henry greeted, when I swung the door open.

I pushed my head outside just in time to see the guy from earlier fading out of sight fast.

“Beta, then?”

“Figured it out by yourself huh, Blondie?”

“No, but I should have, he's awfully similar to the piece of s**t I was married to.”

Henry gives makes a weird face before bursting out a full chortle, which makes me laugh too.

“Don't let him hear you” he spoke, still struggling to keep a straight face.

“Oh, please” I said before closing the door.

“By the way, Blondie” Henry called, I move my head to his direction. “You look amazing.” With that he walked past me, leading the way.

A blush crept up my cheeks, no one has really told me about my looks before, aside from Dimitri's grandma and Mrs. Smith, not even my parents.

We corner around some hedges and arrive at the centre of the mansions, or estate, I didn't know where I was.

My breath catches, as I think of what awaits me beyond the crowd of werewolves seated together.

Henry noticed my reluctance, “Do you wanna do this, Blondie?”

I take in a deep breath. “Yeah, yes, I do. Of course, I wanna prove myself.” I rattle in false confidence

Henry shakes his head, I can't say if it's from disbelief or amusement, maybe both. He must have seen through the act.

“You don't have to if you don't want to, we could go back home and you could call in sick from the severed mate bond” I probably should tell him the truth about the bond.

“I really don't wanna.” I reply hating how weak my voice sounded.

I took a glance upwards and met him staring at me, his eyes filled with understanding, why was he so nice to me?

If I still didn't have vivid memories of that day down the staircase, I might have concluded he was the best man I've ever known.

“Off we go” I do a 180 degree spin and he leads me back out where we came from.

“Where the hell do you think you're going?” someone thundered behind us, I knew that aggravating voice anywhere.