Save Me Alpha

CHAPTER 4

Sofia coughs under breath and glares at the men, one of them elbows the other to compose themselves.

    Both men must be in their mid twenties, like me. One has light brown hair with red tinge to it and light blue eyes, he has typical pretty boy features, cut jawline, pearly white teeth and natural playboy aura to him, laid back and friendly. 

    The other man was different, completely different sense about him. For starters his he had a wicked arrogant smirk plastered on his face, blue eyes like the other but this guy's seemed a darker shade. His blonde hair was short at the sides but lengthy on top that drifted into his face. I couldn't stop staring at at deep red mark he seemed to have on his neck, almost like a bite mark. 

I don't mind a bit of kinkiness to be fair, biting that deep would be a challenge I must say.

The pretty boy stepped forward and extended his hand to me, I narrowed my eyes and just stared at him.

     He put his hand back in his pocket and looked at me, "You must be Rosalie, your aunt and uncle are quite fond of you. They tell me you're going to be staying with us for a while, I'm Devon, second in command here and this bundle of joy next to me is Jaxon, the third."

Jaxon put his hand out but quickly thought against it as I glared at them both. 

I folded my arms and turned my head to the side staring at them, "Second and third in command? Sounds like a cult to me... or maybe a drug cartel". 

I grinned watching them dart looks at each other, wow making them squirm is far too easy.

Sofia stepped forward shakily laughing, "She's kidding guys, our Ros always likes to make jokes and that... right Ros?" She gave me a warning glare which I sighed at in response. 

I've had enough of this s**t.

I started walking towards the front door, ready to unleash bitchface Ros on everybody.

"So tell me second and third, where's the alcohol and where am I sleeping hmm? I don't care what kind of operation you've got going on here as long people keeps their f*****g hands to themselves and don't bother me." I could hear silent whispers among them before I stopped in front of the pristine glass door and turned to look at them all. 

Devon gave me a fake smile, "Rosalie, if you'll just follow me and Jaxon while your aunt and uncle put your belongings in your room. We can give you a tour of the place yeah?" 

Aw he's sweet- sense the damn sarcasm.

"No thanks pretty boy, just point me to the booze and then to my room. That's all I need,"

I'm done with socialising right now, people are annoying jesus. 

I just want to shower, get in my pjs, get drunk and then forget about this f*****g week.

"Ros, stop being so bloody ru-" Sofia's annoyance was cut short as the front door opened revealing tall bleach blonde woman, she had beautiful big brown eyes and wearing nike running shorts and a sports bra. 

Skinny pretty b***h. Ughh

"Oh hi, I thought I heard voices. You must be the newbie Rosalie, i'm Cameron. Jaxon's wife". She smiled a hollywood smile at me, making me feel even shittier than I already did with black smudges all over my damn face. 

She extended her hand to me, not only did this barbie doll have perfectly polished nails she had a whopping rock on her ring finger. 

"I'm sorry Cameron dear, she doesn't really like to be touched" Sofia whispered.

Cameron dropped her hand making an 'O' with her mouth, yep I'm a freak sweetie, no good for your kind of girl group.

"I'll tell you what, I'll show you around. Girl to girl. The guys are crap at giving tours anyway, see you later guys. I'll show her around" She shooed them away with her hand while her other hand gestured me to go straight in. 

This is why I don't meet new people, the formalities of being nice to one another.

"Look Cameron, I appreciate it but just show me where your booze is and my room OK? I don't need to make friends here, I'm just here for my aunt's sake and that it" Cameron searched my face, trying to figure out what I was thinking, what I was about but she took too long. 

"OK, while you stand there just point me to the kitchen with the liquor honey." She pressed her mouth into a line and pointed to her right where i could see a diner style set of double doors that swing when you push them. 

I made my way there across what seemed to be the fanciest living room ever, it was pristine inside this mansion. The floor was marble white, that must be hard to clean. There were fur rugs everywhere that looked plush and soft, I could three massive grey crushed velvet corner sofas and multiple other cuddle sofas everywhere. This room is huge! The walls had a beautiful silver and grey patterned wallpaper with large canvas' of.... wolves?

I stopped at looked at all of the pictures in this room, they all seemed to be of different wolves.

How strange is that?

I mean I know wolves are in the forest but that's wierd...

Then again, if this is a cult, they could worship wolves. Yeah that makes sense.

I pushed through the kitchen doors, again immaculate in here. They must have maid man, because this stupid! The theme in here is black and red, I kind of liked it. There was a little island with breakfast stools all around it then further into the room was a long glass table which must seat almost 50 people. WOW.

I walk over to the shelves rummaging through to find the booze, hmmm nothing. Shit

I look over to the corner of the room when it catches my eye, I walk over and admire it. A full floor to ceiling rack of wine and liquor.

"Jackpot b***h!" I rub my hands together, excited to get stuck in.

"Rosalie don't you dare! Take only one!" I glare at Max stood there with a scowl on his face.

I smile and pick up an expensive looking whiskey, then see some rum and pick that up too, Max starts eyeing me and shaking his head at me. I mouth 'f**k you' at him and pull a bottle of vodka off the shelf and barge past him and through the door.

I see Cameron stood where I left here, she looked up examining what I was carrying. "Are you going to drink all-" I cut her off saying "Yep, now where's my room sweetie?".

She looked back at her phone and started walking, I followed her through the elegant hallway to an elevator. As I stand there waiting for it to stop, Cameron looks at me and smiles.

Clearly not a fan of silence.

"So umm-" She began but stopped when I chuckled under my breathe.

"You don't have to be nice to me sweetie, no small talk either" I wink at her, when I hear a ding Cameron steps out and I follow.

We must be near the top floor, this whole floor is a deep navy blue with a red carpet throughout. I juggle the bottles in my arms, i almost bump into her when she opens the door and steps aside for my to go in. 

She puts a key on the table just inside the room, she stands there awkward with what to say.

I throw the bottles of the queensize bed and turn to her smiling, "Thanks sweetie, you can go now".

She stomps out of the room seething, as I shut the door I hear her curse "b***h" under her breathe.

***

After showering and scrubbing my body raw, I sit on the comfy bed in my matching tank top and shorts with unicorns on. I sat necking the bottle, thinking about why I'm here.

I''l stay here for Sofia, for a little while to put her mind at ease then I'll leave.

I feel my chest ache in pain, the loneliness poking at my chest. I down the rest of the whiskey feeling it's effects almost immediately. 

Shit I hadn't eaten today. Balls.

"One day th-the pain will go, we will love someone... or we'll die tr-trying." I slur to myself.

I fist bump the air as I feel sleep taking over me, as I'm falling asleep I hear the door open but i'm too far gone to notice anyone or anything. 

I faintly feel someone tracing a finger down my cheek and whisper "Mate".

The person puts a blanket over me just as my consciousness slips from me and I bask in the closeness of the stranger.