The Alpha's Queen Legion

So unloyal

After school, the girls decided my room is the hangout spot. Kaitlyn is raiding my closet, "I can't believe we survived the first day. I heard Brittany was having a party, are we going." Madison walked out the closet with a pair of black leather capris with covered in roses, and a red deep low-cut v neck tank top. "Why yes, we are it is Friday, and darling over here has to introduce herself. It's already around campus that Marcus has his eye on you, he never shows PDA". "First of all, he didn't show me any PDA, secondly that's not true because he clearly shows Brittany PDA" as I scowl with distaste. "No honey you have it confused", Madison corrects me, I love her New Orleans accent. "She shows him PDA, he just sits there. From what I heard; he grabbed your thigh making his hand the lifeline to his world." Shoving the outfit against my body she winked at me with an evil grin and asked, "Got some red pumps". 

After allowing Kaitlyn to do my hair and makeup I could not recognize myself. I have never dressed like this before. I have never looked like a girl before. Luckily, my dad made practice in heels just in case I needed to "adapt". He said it was always part of Christina's plan to survive. They decided to take Madison's car, it was beautiful. "What kinds of car is this" I asked star struck. "Audi A4 Allroad. Daddy said I had to start small, I wanted the E-Tron to start." "I have no idea what any of that means, I just know that this is a nice ass car. " Clearly I'm hanging with a spoiled bratt. "If you think mine is nice you should've seen Kaitlyn's before she got it repossessed ". Maddison is laughing. "Shut up Maddi that's not funny, I'm going to get my baby back in 4 more months." She pokes her bottom lip out. 

"What did you do", I ask. "I kind of got s**t faced, had s*x in my car and accidentally dialed my dad on the car phone, in the middle of my orgasm. He chose that time to answer on the first ring". I literally almost died laughing. "So, my BMW X4M is sitting at home." She crosses her arms and is still pouting. 

We pull up to this beautiful all glass home on the beach. The party is in full swing, the driveway is so packed that we had to park basically on the curb. We walk to the house, on the side, and to the back where the pool and beach is. I remove my heels and the girls follow suit. Although I am the newest, yet I am the leader. I am not very sure, and I am really hoping that my girls have a backbone; I have a feeling they are going to need it. I see a set of 3 logs around a fire, we grab some beers and take a seat. Taking in our surroundings we start to laugh and talk, after a couple of rounds of beers and shots; I am feeling mellow and relaxed. Suddenly I notice the crowd sway towards us. We continue to talk.

 "Hey sissy", Tim plops in between Kaitlyn and Madison who is on the log next to me, throwing sand everywhere. "Are y'all partying without us" Suddenly Maddick and Mason sits on both sides of me. "Never that brother, we were just warming the crowd up for you". I am trying my best to stay calm and seem unbothered, but the twins have me caged in. My skin is crawling, my bones aches, my lungs are on fire, and I cannot breathe. I am aroused, my adrenaline is racing, and I feel like I am being smothered. "Tra". Madison screams snapping back to reality. "what, why are you yelling". "Girl we've been talking to you and calling your name for the past five minutes". Everyone is looking at me, the guys are sporting this curious smirk. "O look, its the freak musketeers" Brittany cackles. Her and cronies’ saunters over, she is hanging off Marcus like a pet monkey. He is looking so unbothered and OMG I thought he looked sexy in uniform, shirtless should be a crime. His chest is chiseled, his eight pack is a perfect sculpture. There is a tattoo of a large wolf that covers his entire left chest and shoulder and the there are so many more that I cannot name. But they come together as a perfect masterpiece. Mason leans over and wipes the corner of my mouth and everyone laughs as I slap his hand. "Put a shirt on brother before the girls add to the ocean." I politely shoot Maddick a bird.

"Keep your eyes to yourself freak" Brittany trails her hand down his chest and slowly starts to kiss him. I get a sharp pain in my stomach again, I feel jealous? Without any control, I actual growl? I am actually f*****g growling. What in all the f***s. Please, I hope no one heard it. The boys are looking at me, even Marcus as he is kissing Brittany with one eyebrow c****d up. No, there is no way they heard me. I am in so much pain, but I also want to tear Brittany into pieces. I am imagining biting her on the neck and shaking her so hard that every vessel rips open. Maddick elbows me and tells me "breathe kid. I can smell your hatred and anger. If you don’t calm down you're going to go crazy". I look at him confused, how the hell can he smell that. "Ummm I'll be right back; I need to stretch my legs" "I'll walk with you honey". "No Madi it's okay. I actually just want to clear my head alone". I speed walk down the beach. At the end I can see a wooded area, I do not understand how my vision is so good because I shouldn't be able to see anything. I find a log on the edge of the woods to sit. My body aches, I am thirsty, I feel like someone is trying to snatch my skeleton out of my body. I try to calm down and take deep breaths, I stare at the half moon praying for some relief. As I sit there, I clear my mind and the pain eases. I hear a stick break in the woods to my right. I stiffen and go on alert. I hear it again; someone starts to walk towards me. I stand up and walk backwards. "Were you just upset?" 

I storm forward, "William! What the hell, you scared the s**t out of me. What are you doing here”? With an evil smirk that stops me in my tracks. "You will not address me by name: Grandfather, Grandad, Pappa or whatever you choose. I am not Elizabeth. I am the head of not only this family but the table. So, you will respect me Kitten. I will give you the love of a grandchild, the friendship of a father, yet the discipline of a Legion. Is that understood?" Without any control I nod, what the f**k is wrong with me. "Now back to my question, were-you-upset?"

"No, kind of. I can't explain it because I shouldn't be." He sits on the log, looks at me and gestures for me to take a seat. "The school barbie was hanging all over Marcus and I was mad. I am talking about I wanted to tear her into pieces Grandad. Then my body started to hurt and here I am" He stared at me, he did not move, hell I wasn't sure if he was breathing. He closed his eyes, I felt a sharp pain shoot through my temple, I closed my eyes and winced. When I opened them, he was looking at me with this puzzled look when he said, "Take Tra home, she needs to rest."

I quickly turned around and saw all 4 boys standing behind me, I did not hear them walk up. "I have a ride".

 "I've spoken. Tim will tell your friends." Well damn I guess free will is no longer allowed. I get up and stomp away like a toddler, I mean literally like a toddler. The boys start to laugh. Marcus follows me, I am nervous at this point because I assumed, they all would be riding. My grandfather's voice booms through the night, "And Marcus please avoid pissing off my granddaughter. At least for the time being".

"Yes sir". 

Although I am enjoying the open air from his Jeep that I love. The ride was long, quiet, and awkward.  "Are you always this jealous lil red?" His tone is flat and condescending almost.

"Jealous of who and what? “ .

“I saw you tonight, I felt you; you reacted to me and Brittany.”

“Why did you react that way in class”, now he is gripping the wheel so tight that his knuckles are white.

 “You’re different little red, you don’t do what I tell you to do. If I tell you to spread your legs, you should do it.” His hand is now moving down my inner thigh, I cannot move, I don’t want to move. “Now answer my question, are you always so jealous?”

His large hand now has my entire p***y. I cannot breathe let alone answer a question, my body is very unloyal b***h. I push his hand away, “I don’t know what you are talking about, I don’t have a reason to be jealous over you and I definitely don’t give a damn about your flock of skanks”.

“Look, I don’t care if your grandfather sits at the head of the table and thinks that you are special. I am next in line, and I run Riverton. So, stay in your f*****g place, know your role, and do as you are told”.

We pull up to the dorms, I give him my most polite smile, with the southern Alabamian accent I picked up during one our travels, “Why yes sir, I’ll be sure to be on my best behavior”. I exit the jeep, resisting to look back.