Alphas Revenge

I am not Mrs. Ace

Dre does not understand why her mother gave her a pathetic excuse for the dress. She was not a traditional girl, but she always dressed modestly. And the camisole of a dress was not even in starting of modest.

“Red?” she questioned, looking in the mirror.

She is not going to a valentine's party then why this dark red. 

It is not like her mother's dressing style is bad. It was better than her, but this time what she thought is not coming in Dre's mind. They already have argued too much about this Liam issue that she did not want to argue on the dress too. 

She took the small box that she bought as a gift and got downstairs. Her parents were smiling at each other and her mother was carrying a gift in her hand.

“If you were thinking to buy one, why ask me?” she asked her mother.

“This and that are distinct things. I am her aunt and you are his friend,” her mother replied.

Friend?! Dre forced her laughter to stop.

“Well, you are not her aunty. You are Mrs. Paige for him,” her dad said to his wife.

Arora gave a smile, “I am”.

“Thank god he is the age of our son otherwise he would have taken you from me. And he would be a tough opponent,” Anthony said.

“Yes, I agree. He is a sweet, caring, handsome boy,” she replied to her husband.

“He works his magic on everybody, huh,” Anthony replied with slight envy.

Arora nodded and looked at her dramatic daughter who has closed her ears, thinking why the magic did not work on her.

Soon the Paige’s reached their neighbour's house. Maxie greeted each of them with hugs, and Jacob and Anthony soon took scotch and started the football match.

“How are you holding man?” Anthony asked.

“Do not even start. Her family had already come in the morning” Jacob replied, taking a sip when a flying pillow came his way.

Dre also took a seat on the corner holding her camisole on the place. The silk was a tricky thing to her. She breathed in relief that at least her stomach is not bulging out.

Maxie and Arora hit from the start, chatting and laughing, meeting some close friends of Maxie. They were not from here from the city but from their native place. And as good as a family, too.

The noise from the inside house was also in full bloom. Maxie had told Dre to join Liam and his cousin that were by the side of the pool, but she refused and sat silently. Arora dismissed the thought to explain as did not want to spoil their last day here.

His entire cousin gang that was enjoying themselves inside the house, come out, with Liam leading and drinking. It was the first time Dre seen him drinking otherwise he would be busy being the charming boy he is. 

But his physical demur was not of a boy anymore, he had become a man in all his glory. Dre clutched her arms. If she had just gained a few inches of height, everything would be right for her.

She was tossing her phone and in the other hand she had clutched the small gift. She was trying to figure out to give this or not, but she carried it anyway. She looked over at Liam, finding him to stare at her too. He took the step in her direction and his cousins followed. She sighed that he might feel quite confident with all his brother and sister gang with him.

“Is it for me?” he asked, looking at the gift.

“Yeah, I guess so,” she replied.

“Who is she?” a girl asked. She was in her full body and class; she does not seem like his cousin by the way she was eyeing Liam lustfully. 

Dre again thought about her height.

“Neighbour-“

“Friend-“

  Both said at the time.

Liam holds her beer and forced a smile on his face, “well, Dre, this is Angela, Friend from our area”.

Dre smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.

“You like beer” Liam's cousin asked Dre.

“No, she does not drink” answered Liam before her.

Dre nodded, “excuse me”.

She came out on the balcony to get some air when her mother rushed to her, “Come inside. They will cut the cake and they will leave today only”.

She can make out this was tough for her mother. She nodded and followed her back.

Liam cuts the cake and everyone cheered like a big one family. He gave the pieces to his parents, Arora and Anthony. Then he again cut the cake-piece, Dre rolled her eyes thinking, ' if he wishes to give piece to all the 40 people present here, it will be a long night ' . She tried to move back, but then his voice came, “Dreamy”.

She clenched her jaw. Nobody dares to call her that, but she breathes in and out to calm herself. Liam has cut a piece for her and waiting for her to take a bite. She looked to the side to calm her nerves that were getting to her brains. Then thinking as the last torture, she stepped forward and took the bite. She can feel his eyes on her while taking cake but she ignored it. As she was about to back down, Liam holds her wrist.

“You bought me a present?” he asked.

She bit her lip, understanding his intention to humiliate her. Why he wanted her gift now when they are all present here. But by all means she nodded and faking a smile she put the small box in his hand. Liam opened it cheerfully while Maxie was smiling at his son. So does Arora.  Opening the box he took out the small chain and as everyone looked they suck in the breath.

Dre looked around, she knew that was not good enough but they do not have to overreact. It was a chain with a wolf locket in that, a thin-silver chain. A smile drew on Liam's face and he wore it. Dre was not sure what happened, but she was happy that it was over.

“My boy has become bigger” an elderly couple present there said.

“He is a man now,” the elder told his wife. Liam smiled at this.

“Yes, he is Mr. Ace now,” some children said. They wanted to finish the talks and start with the cake.

 Dre felt a hand on her dress. She instantly gets down to the little child-level before he can embarrass her, tugging lower her dress.

 “Mrs. Ace can you get aside, I want the cake”

Dre and her parents were most stunned and so does everyone in the room.

“I am not Mrs. Ace”  Dre shouted.