War and Lust - The clash of Alphas

Chapter 11

I knock on the dark solid door lightly hoping he isn't in there so i can retreat back into the safety of my crappy room.

unfortunately his angry voice summons me in with a simple "come" command. i head inside and lower myself gently on the seat before his desk, the soreness between my thighs being made worse by the hardness of the wooden chair.

"Where the f**k have you been? You abandoned the mission and left Gregg and his team vulnerable!"

I stutter before words finally find my lips "i - i - err i got taken, there was someone from Silvermoon at the stop i made to fill up"

His eyes narrow as he spits at me in disgust, "You useless poor excuse for a soldier! What did you tell them? Why are you not dead? did you kill your way out?"

I flinch at his words waiting for the pain to begin. "I didn't tell them anything, i didn't have anything to tell them" i quickly stutter out "they let me go."

He laughs - a cold fake laugh that echoes around the room suffocating me, he slams his hands on the desk making me jump.

"Why would they let you go? Didn't they know who you are? are they really that pathetic?"

I look around the room for any kind of escape, anything to distract him.

"Th- they had no use for me as i have no information" i look down at my hands making myself look as small as i could "I wasn't worth starting a war so they released me" He laughs again "Well that's true you arn't worth anything!

At least they kept your face unmarked" i raise my brows in surprise.

"i have a job for you, there's two powerful gems i need, It's at this year's gala and you will go and retrieve it" a gala?

I nod once, surprise still written all over my face "No problem when is it?" my father walks around his large desk and stands out of sight behind me.

"It's tomorrow night, you will be invisible no one knows you" Suddenly my scalp burns as my hair is pulled back nearly yanking me off the chair.

With hot breath in my ear my Alpha spits "You will not fail me, they are locked away i have the plans already/

You will study them! memorise them! burn the layout into that f*****g air filled head of yours and bring them back to ME!"

He growls "if you fail you will wish the Silvermoon pack had killed you, your sad life will no longer be worth living! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!?"

He basically screams in my ear living it ringing, i try to nod and stammer out "Yes sir!"

He releases my hair and returns to his ridiculously sized chair that screams massive ego "go get ready you are representing our pack tomorrow, go do all the s**t your sister does when she goes to events" he hands me the blueprints to the Gala "Dismissed" i carefully raise from my chair and rush to the door.

I slam my bedroom's door shut and fall onto my bed, shifting myself on the springs that are sticking out trying to find a comfortable spot.

I look around at the dull cream coloured walls that are stained with damp and water marks, curling my lip up at the broken draws in the corner beside my full length mirror.

I pull out the plans and head for my old worn out desk, i spend the rest of the evening memorising them. every turn, every step, the code to the safe, where the gems are kept..

every last detail, i even made sure i knew the grounds outside for a quick escape.

Before i knew it the stars are out and i fall asleep with my head on the split wood.

I wake up with a bang on my door as Jack shouts to be ready to leave at five as the Gala starts at 7pm, Wonderful!

I jumped in the shower after placing the clothes Tank gave me to wear on my bed, I scrubbed my hair and body wondering what the hell am I meant to do? What does Sophie do?

I groan as I get out and head to my mirror i tilt my head to the side while staring at myself, i moan and rub my hands down my face.

I have no idea how to be a girl, am I meant to wear a dress? i don't even own one! i let out a huff as i bite my lip. i need help.

Walking across to Connie's home from the pack house i look around at everyone going about their business, pups are running around screaming with joy playing, adults mumbling to themselves about how busy they are, others laughing as they have what must be very entertaining conversations.

That will never be my life, i go on missions to protect them, i bleed so they don't have to, a spark of pride comes to life in my chest and one side of my lips pull up as i continue walking.

I focused on the beautiful home before me, Connie's dad always made sure she was taken care of and wanted for nothing.

His princess is what he used to call her as kids, even though he wasn't around much she always had everything she wanted, i guess it helped ease his guilt.

I climb the three steps to her door before i can even knock it swings open and there stands Connie with a beaming smile. "

Twice in two days! what did i do to be blessed with your presence once again" she giggles as she bows to me.

"Piss off i need your help, i need to be a proper girl for tonight and i have no idea what the f**k i'm doing!" Connie puts her hand on her hip and raises a brow at me "what do you mean a proper girl?" I sigh and prepare my ears for whats to follow...

"My dads sending me to the Gala" i huff out in annoyance while crossing my arms. Connie squealed and bounced up and down clapping her hands "Oh my goddess finally! i can give you a make over! get in here"

She grabs my hand and drags me through to her bedroom - still squealing, she pulls out a massive case with what looks like creams, face masks, hair masks, a nail set and goddess knows what else, this was a bad, bad idea.

Hours! its been hours! i've had my hair covered in slimy stuff, washed, conditioned, sprayed, oil on my skin, she even stuck this cream on my face that dried and stung like a b***h when i tried to peel it off!

Why do women do this to themselves?! i've been plucked and waxed! my senses attacked with the stench of nail polish.

Its torture! pure torture! Okay it's not been as bad as Tanks chair but pretty damn close! My thighs tense at the reminder.

Finally nearing the end of this 'make over' Connie is just putting the last touches onto my make up.

She has a huge selection of dresses, she made me try nearly every single on before she decided on a soft silk, lilac coloured thin strapped gown with a slit that goes up to my thigh, i don't feel comfortable at all i want my tank top and baggy trousers back!

"Done" Connie sings as she dabs my lips one last time with a pink stain i think she called it?

I stand in front of her pink full length mirror with my mouth wide open not even recognising the person looking back at me, my face looks bright and healthy, my blue eyes pop with the dark make up shes put around them, my lashes look thick and long, my lips plump rosy.

The dress is tight against my skin leaving nothing to the imagination, my breasts are on full display with a cleavage that could tempt the devil himself.

The shoes Connie picked match my dress and have enough of a heel to give me some height but not enough that I'm gonna fall flat on my face.

Connie stands next to me with a huge proud grin "they arn't going to know what hits them, you might even meet your mate!"

I roll my eyes at her idiotic statement "I don't have a Lycan so i don't have a mate, i'm far too busy for men anyway i have to stay focused on the task or my dad will have me skinned alive" Connie shifted uncomfortably before reaching for her phone, "its 4:30 you better get back to the pack house" my eyes widen "s**t, okay thank you i really appreciate your help"

I quickly head towards the door not quite believing how long its taken to get ready, before i could leave Connie passes me a bag to match my dress and snaps a photo "Really Connie?!" i say in disbelief before turning as she giggles, i start rushing back to the pack house.