The Alpha's Toy

CHAPTER FOUR: Big Bad Wolf

CHAPTER FOUR

Angelo's POV

The sound of music blasting was loud enough for my body to feel each beat. Each cord that was strung was like a wave of pressure running throughout my body. My insides felt like s**t as I tried to focus on what was happening around me. A blonde woman was grinding against me while onlookers watched cheering, many of those from my pack. What the f**k was I doing?

Letting my eyes wander, they landed on Diana who was watching me (more like glaring) as I danced drunkenly. I dare say she looks sexy when she is pissed off. She was actually wearing clothes this time from last time I saw her in her room. I didn't even notice this when she came down. She was wearing blue shorts and a lacy crop top that didn't leave much to the imagination. Her brown eyes were alit with anger but it shocked me that all that anger wasn't aimed at me, more like herself.

I winked at her when we kept long enough eye contact to try to lift the mood. Just like I thought, she gave me the finger. Oh, I will f**k myself thank you very much. Damn, I'm definitely drunk now.

The pack slut began to rub herself on me like a cat which was mother-f*****g gross, I must say. "Stop, please. Just stop." I said in a rather pleading tone.

Her green eyes looked up at me shocked but she quickly recomposed herself and her hands began to grope me again, her eyes looking up at full of lust. I felt disgusted by her touch. Any other male wolf would have enjoyed this and well taken her somewhere else but all I wanted was my mate standing 10 feet away. Mate! Where is my mate? I grabbed her hands and forcefully took them off me. I mean seriously I don't even know her name and don't even care.

Lamely spinning in circles, I began to look for her, what's the point of going through this and torturing myself if she isn't even looking anymore? What I found had me growling possessively as I saw nothing but red. Diana was talking to someone and I didn't even wait to see who it was before storming over to her. I tried my best to look like a big bad wolf but my balance was off right now so I ran into people and tripped on thin air before making it to her. I gritted my teeth in anger that the drink was affecting me this much.

Grabbing her small waist, I pulled her back into my chest while I looked at whoever she was talking to. Oh, it was only Ben. He's cool, I think... Did he touch her when I wasn't looking?

"Let go of me." Diana snarled at me and I didn't take it the wrong way because deep down, through my drunken state mind, I knew she loved my arms being around her. Well, I know I did. My body was pretty numbed by the drink but with her, in my arms, I felt a rush of feelings.

"Hey Ben," I greeted him ignoring Diana pretty certain that she was mad at me after dancing with that no name lady.

"Hey, has the drink hit you hard yet?" Ben asked smiling, not even caring that I am possessively hugging Diana who is the alpha's daughter. He knew not to ask questions, he was chill, compared to that prick Cam.

"Angelo, you better get your hands off me before-" "Get me some more will you?"

"What do I look like, your slave? Get it yourself." Ben said with some playfulness in his voice.

"Do you want a drink?" I asked looking down at my mate who I now noticed was trying to get out of my grasp. Poor little thing, I forgot I still had her in my arms. "I think she wants a drink." Nodding in his direction for him to go get us some, he sighed before walking away going the opposite direction where the drinks were located. Damn, where's Ryan when you need him?

"What do you want? I thought you were dancing with that whore." Diana growled at me which only did wonders to me. She's dead hot when she is mad. Her voice was raspy and filled with anger while her lips were pursed together.

"Jealous? You know all you have to do is say the word." I spoke softly while watching people around us not give a damn about we were talking about. Everyone was doing their own thing.

"What word?" She asked confused. Her eyebrows scrunched up in an adorable manner. Remind me to confuse her more often...

"I'll give you some hints. It starts with M, also rhythms with hate." Her eyes widen in realization. I desperately wanted her to say it, in front of everyone but she kept her mouth closed.

"Here is your god damn drink," Ben said walking up to us. So, he did come through with the drinks. Atta boy! I looked behind Ben while chugging my drink to see many male men glaring at me. I glared back, what's their problem?

"Let me go!" Diana said again squirming in my hold.

"Thanks, buddy!" I thanked Ben, handing him back an empty cup and taking the other one out of his hand.

"Whoa, calm down!" Ben said at the same time Diana got out of my grasp. I reached out to grab her wrist but someone smacked it away. My eyes slowly looked up to see Cam standing in front of me with his arms crossed so that he could pop out his arm muscles more.

"Don't touch her," Cam said glaring at me. Okay...this dude has balls.

"Back off," I warned my emotions going all over the place. I was drunk out of my mind after being rejected by my mate, I was not in the best state to stay cool-headed. If he doesn't move, I just might punch him in...

Three.

"No, I'm beta of this pack so do as I say." Cam uncrossed his arms seeing the defiant look on my face, suspecting something was going to happen. Not good, why didn't anyone tell me he is the beta of the pack? Are you f*****g kidding me?

Two.

"Now," I spoke in a menacing tone not really caring about his stupid title. He could shove it up his ass for all I care. As I looked at Diana for a split second, her big brown eyes meet mine and like she read my mind she took a step forward to trying to stop me.

One.

Too late my mate, he smacked my hand which I hate. Wow, that rhymed. I must be a goner if I'm thinking about that in my head. If I had looked at Diana, I would have seen the disappointment written on her face with my actions. Good thing I ignored her and every cell in my body telling me to back off.

My fist collided with the side of his face making blood gush out from his nose. The impact threw him to the ground. Let the fight begin. Little prick was basically asking for it.