The Alpha's Daughter

Chapter 1: The Alpha's Daughter

Summer stared unflinchingly back at her father as he glared down at her, another skimpy outfit in his fist.

"You'll wear it Summer, and you'll do your make-up like Ella showed you. I want you looking sexy tonight, we need to get someone too choose you as their mate, and there are a lot of unmated wolves here tonight."

"Yes, Alpha." Summer's tone was mocking, but she took the garment.

In theory, she shouldn't have a choice, and she didn't; the choice was obey or return to her dungeon, but her father's Alpha commands didn't work on Summer. He hated it too, it made him feel impotent, and he didn't know why. Summer was forbidden to tell anyone on pain of further imprisonment. Alpha's couldn't look weak.

He watched her as she put the dress on, enjoying his power play - Summer hadn't been afforded privacy since she'd been a teenager. It's not like the dress gave her much more privacy. It was a sheer black mesh halter dress, with purple lace flowers covering a path from the hem of the dress in an arc across her pelvis, around her hip and reappearing to barely cover her n*****s.

Alpha Jack, Summer's father, smirked at the sight, and his expression made Summer's skin crawl. She knew the way her father looked at her wasn't normal, but maybe all Alphas were like that.

"Good. Make sure to change into a black G-string, too, you can see everything in that."

Finally, Alpha Jack left the room, and Summer chanced looking in the mirror. Ughh. It might be sexy, but in the tackiest way. It wasn't evening wear, it was lingerie. Summer couldn't help but think she was being dressed up more for her father and the middle aged men's entertainment than to find a mate, but she'd be 20 in a few months, and werewolves mate young.

Continuing to get ready, Summer added make up and some jewellery - it was important to Jack she wore enough jewels that his wealth was obvious. She selected an amethyst necklace and we earrings, and a purple smoky eyeshadow look. Summer wasn't great at makeup, but Ella had taught her some basic sexy looks, as per the Alpha's request.

Ella had been unusually focused - she was kinder than most Luna's, but she was quite scatterbrained. Usually she kept to her rooms or stayed with her son, Luca, the future Alpha. The servants said she made crafts like a child, and spoke nonsense - but they said it quietly. A crazy Luna would imply the Alpha had some weakness. Once, Summer overheard a packhouse wolf commenting that she wouldn't be alive had she not produced my father's heir.

Ella had shown Summer how to make her eyes look sultry, her cheekbones more angular, and her jaw more defined. Summer saw her face in the mirror. It actually looked good. Too bad it would be cheapened by the trashy dress.

Once she was ready to go, Summer glanced around for her shoes. A pair of glitzy stilettos sat on the ornate wooden chest at the foot of her bed. They might not be comfortable, but at least they'd were pretty! Summer slipped them on, spritzed some perfume and left her room, descending the grand staircase towards the entrance hall.

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The entrance hall was a large opulent space leading into a double staircase. The first flight of stairs was immediately opposite the doors, and the gilt doors were held open by she-wolves. They wore feathered headdresses and dresses with feathers over their breasts. Inwardly, Summer wondered if her father was responsible for their costumes also. At the doors, the staircase split, one side leading to the east wing and the other to the west. Summer stayed in the West wing, where the pack wolves who served as servants lived, whereas her father, step mother and brother lives in the East wing.

Standing at the foot of the bottom staircase, Summer readied herself to greet their guests. Tonight's gala was the first of a whole week of celebrations for her brother's impending 18th. Young she wolves from allied packs and our own pack would be staying with us, for Luca to get to know, and hopefully for him to meet his fated mate.

Luca wouldn't actually turn 18 for 6 more days, but Alpha Jack wanted everyone exhausted by the celebrations, so they did not notice the Alpha not transferring his title to his son, as was traditional. Alpha Jack refused to pass on his lineage until his heir had proven himself in combat, and fathered a son and future Alpha.

"Just make sure the servers know the heirarchy - we can't insult any of the visiting Alphas by serving their Betas first." Alpha Jack's voice boomed as he entered from the ballroom where the last minute preparations were being finalised.

The head server bowed his head respectfully, whilst nodding, "Yes, Alpha. We have their seat numbers and photographs. Everything will be just as you desired. All visiting Alphas to be served by attractive she-wolves simultaneously, but after you."

Alpha Jack smiled, nodding and waving his hand dismissively. The head server rushed back into the ball room to get on with his job, and Jack continued down the steps. His eyes settled on Summer and his smile turned to a smirk as he leered at her, then a scowl. He walked up to her, grabbing her jaw and looking into her eyes.

"I told you to wear a g-string. Take those off right now, you needn't have any underwear if you can't follow simple instructions."

Summer pulled back, viewing her head slightly in acknowledgement. She hadn't meant to anger her father, she'd simply forgotten his unnecessarily creepy demand. Summer turned to climb the stairs and return to her room, but paused at her father's glare, and extended hand. Realising he was going to be even more domineering tonight, Summer hitched her dress slightly to slip her underwear off, hand them to her father and awkwardly rearrange her garment to cover her as best she could.

Jack smiled, his demeanor changing immediately. His fist closed around her underwear, and he slipped them into the black marble bin beside him.

"Good girl, now you look utterly delectable. The visiting packs will be arriving any moment. Three visiting Alphas are unmated, you will match with one of them this week. Tonight, you are only to touch and flirt with Alpha Barton. He is the eldest and growing desperate for an heir. Tonight you must make your impression, if I find you successfully grasp his attention, I will give further instruction at tomorrow's event. Remember, daughter, only a match with an Alpha will be permitted, anything less would dishonor me."

Summer inclined her head downwards, "Yes, Alpha."

Really, this Alpha Barton couldn't leave her in a much worse situation - Summer's experience with Alphas in general wasn't great. Everyone told her how great, strong and powerful Alpha Jack was, but Summer felt it was more like he just desperately wanted to prove he was.

Summer glanced up and saw her half brother, Luca, descending the stairs with his mother, Luna Ella, on his arm. Luna Ella's face was radiant, as it always was when she was near her son, her pride and joy. She wore an elegant gown of deep purple with silver trim - the packs colours. Her elegance made Summer feel even more exposed in her mesh dress, but Luna Ella didn't comment.

Luca was gentle with his mother, something Summer always appreciated. He wore a slimline suit which barely accommodated his developing Alpha muscles, and a deep purple tie. Dashing suited him. When Alpha Jack met them at the bottom of the stairs, he ignored his wife, but clapped Luca's shoulder hard but affectionately.

"Luca, come, come. Today you'll be formally introduced to all the girls hoping you'll be sniffing around their bedrooms when you get your wolf!"

He laughed loudly, and clapped Luca's shoulder one more time, then arranged the family to greet their guests, the Luna beside her son, and Alpha Jack between his two children.

The head server seemed to appear from nowhere as the sound of a vehicle could be heard.

Summer braced herself. Let the festivities begin.