Seducing The Beastly Alpha

6. Predator

"All things truly wicked start from innocence." - Ernest Hemingway

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(Mikayla)

My breath came out in a weird gasp, and I felt sweaty and hot as I stood in front of the Beta, refusing to make eye-contract.

This was too much for me. In the short span, I had seen more half-naked men than the years I had so innocently spent in my little, secluded world, and these men were not good for my weak heart. If I die now, I was going to blame Aleesa for that and then I was going to haunt her.

Aleesa was quiet next to me, too, as she warily looked at the beta.

Elliott looked at me from under the lashes that were illegally long. That is just so unfair. He gets the wolf and the lashes and I get nothing?!

"I am a ten, no, a hundred..." Elliott posed in front of me, looking comfortable with what he was doing. I had to give him that... the guy was arrogant, impertinent and a little bit full of himself, but it suited him just fine. "And it would be my absolute pleasure if you would like to go on a date with me."

There were no warnings, no prologues. Just like that!!! Did he just ask me out, and he didn't even know my freaking name?

"Huh?" I blinked.

"i***t," the beta said. "He is crazy."

"I am not crazy. She is beautiful. How old are you?"

“Nineteen.”

“Great. I am too. We can have fun.”

Like I said, I have met wolves in my lives, but they had always made me feel like I was their food, and not their equal. They were pretentious, and none of them had ever been warm or welcoming towards me— or to any other tainted in their lives— but all these men standing around me, they had talked to me the first time I met them, like they had known me for years.

They were also not narrow-minded and judgmental. So, maybe not all the wolves were prejudiced assholes.

“So? You, me and a date? What is your answer, lovely?” His voice was teasing. My eyes met his chest and I swallowed a big ball of cotton stuck at the base of my throat.

I just blinked at him, gaping. My mouth made this weird o. I looked like the weird faces one could see on the screen when the connection was absolutely bonkers.

"You broke her," Caleb said to Elliott. "You broke the Alpha's sister."

I winced when I heard that. He was not my brother. I felt myself hating that term... Brother. I didn't even know he existed just 48 hours ago. He was definitely not my brother.

"No one is going on a date with anyone," a voice said closer to me, so close that I could feel the vibration of his powerful voice in my skin. My skin tingled and my body shuddered. The Alpha.

I took a step back and stumbled. I would have fallen, had it not for the hands on my hips. I looked into his dark gray eyes, and gulped. Even through my t-shirt, I could feel the warmth of his big palms. My whole body felt like it was being electrocuted. My legs shook, and my heart trembled.

He looked so damn handsome. Even with his shirt on, he was the most handsome man there. I had this undeniable urge to run my fingers through his dark, luscious hair and caress his stubble that looked dangerous on him.

He looked at me with those dark gray orbs that looked like they were glowing, and my breathing hitched. I almost wanted to flee, but my legs refused to move. It was as if I was frozen in space and time. Up close, his eyes were even more beautiful than before. I could see the dots of silver in his dark gray eyes, like specks of broken stars falling through the universe.

Someone coughed and I hurriedly pulled away from him, my face flushing in embarrassment.

I nervously looked at him through my side eyes and realized he was looking at me, too, but with anger in his eyes. I didn't know why it absolutely destroyed what little confidence I had, because it did.

A derogatory smile lifted up on my lips.

We were both wildly different.

"And Elliott, stop making moves on every girl you meet," the Alpha said to him with a roll of his eyes, and Elliott shrugged, looking very cheerful.

I was an i***t for liking the Alpha, and I had no qualms about admitting it. I just wished it wasn't so damn obvious, the way my body reacted to him. I didn't know what it was!

“I am nineteen, Alpha, and I am living my best life,” Elliot said.

“Stop living your best life, then.”

“You sound like a old man. You are only twenty-two.”

I had never wanted anyone like I wanted him. The tempest in me was so strong, so confusing. I was almost afraid of the feeling passing through my body. I didn't know what it was about him that sent my pulse shuddering, my heart running, my lungs shrinking.

But it did. He was handsome, yes, but amid all these wolves, he was handsome like every one of them, but none of them made me feel this explicit, sinful temptation.

There was something about him. Something so wild and primal and attractive. Basic. He was untamed. He walked like he owned the whole place—technically, he did own the whole place. He walked like a predator. Graceful. Agile. Confident. The way he looked, acted, and anyone would know he was the Alpha animal.

"You okay?" August asked as he quickly scanned my body. I was okay thanks to his very quick reflexes, but not really okay, because my body was now feeling like it was electrocuted.

I nodded without looking at him.

"Why can't I go with the Alpha's sister?" I heard Elliot stage whisper to Caleb. "She is really pretty."

I was startled once again by the response by the Alpha. "She is not my sister." His voice was cold and indifferent. I looked into his steely eyes, and I told myself not to cringe back.

I did think the same, but the way he said it hurt more than it probably should. I could clearly see that he hated having me in his pack.

I simply turned away from everyone, without another word, and walked away towards the pack house. Nobody stopped me, not even Aleesa. I was sure it was because she was too afraid to say a word in front of the all-high and mighty Alpha Jerk.

My heart was a mess as I walked deep into the woods. The trees were waving softly and the sun was not too hot. It was warm and soft, like a mother's caress. Thinking about my mother again made me angry.

We had a perfect life. We had a perfect family. And then she had to go and break it, and she expected me to be okay with that?

But the other side of me knew... knew that my mom had no other choice. She had always felt different with us, as we had felt strange with her. We were mismatched, but we still made sense. Like odd collectibles.

Even when I resented mom for this big change in my life, I also knew that it was selfish of me to ask her to give up a part of her soul that the Moon Goddess had made for her.

I sighed and looked around and realized that I had been so deep in thought that I had forgotten to make sure where I was wandering. I looked around, and I could only see trees and rocks as far as I could see.

I realized what a freaking mistake it was to come alone. s**t. I didn't know where I was going or where I was now. I didn't know this place. This was a strange land and why in the hell would I decide to come back, all alone? Aleesa was the one who took me to the field where the guys were training through some short cut through the woods, but I had been walking for an hour at the very least, and it didn't feel like a shortcut.

I was lost. I cursed myself for my stupidity.

F*cking awesome.

I looked around, and the emerald trees that covered the vast woods were all the same. I didn't know where I came from, or where I was going.

I tried to retrace my step back, but I was sure I was only wandering further from the pack. The trees in these parts of the woods were thick and tall and they grew closer together. I looked up at the sky with a frown on my face. I felt like I would faint without water. I sat down on a rock, wondering if anyone was coming for me.

Maybe no one would, and then a bloodmongrel or a skreel would find me, and I would fight as long as I could, but I wouldn't be a match for the monstrous creature and then it would rip me piece by piece and eat me and... At least, f*cking savor me! Don't eat me like f*cking chowhound...

I shook my head and pushed the image of a bloodmongrel chomping on my bones away. I didn't need the visuals of it, not right now.

I had always been blessed with an overactive imagination. It had always been a curse. Especially at times like this.

And then I heard it. The unmistakable sound of leaves crunching under the paws. I stood up and looked around hurriedly. Fear gripped my throat and I felt like my lungs would explode from too much pressure.

I needed to hide. I was going to hide behind a rock... but it was too late by then.

I saw a huge animal stepping out of the dense trees. Tall, majestic. Massive. It was massive. Its obsidian fur, like locks of black silk, gleamed as it took a step towards me. Its eyes stalked my every move, and I knew running was not going to save me. He would catch me. He would always catch me.

I screamed.

His expressionless gaze found my face. Dark eyes... somewhat familiar eyes, met mine.

And then he howled.

I looked at the animal and I recognized him. He was the beast from my dream last night. He was massive, bulky and I was sure he could easily eat me without even breaking me.

The probability of me walking out of here, alive, was minus something.

"Get away from me, you stupid beast."

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