Alpha Tristan Rodriguez

Chapter8: New Home

Chapter8: New Home

Mia Wright

I got into the car waving bye, I tried hard to give everyone a smile. It was my home for the past couple of years. I will ever be grateful for Alpha Radolf for accepting me into his pack.

As the car started to move, I couldn’t stop the tears flowing from my eyes. Why did all of it have to happen this way? well thinking about it, the answer to the question is sitting next to me.

 I looked at Alpha Tristan Rodriguez, all I could see was his firm jawline and angry face, he was driving looking into the driveway, the look on his face clearly screaming that he was planning to make my life miserable.

I quietly prayed for strength to overcome whatever was ahead of me. The car drive towards his pack was a couple of hours. There was palpable silence throughout the drive, I did not dare utter a single word. Looking out of the window I couldn’t help but wonder why did the Alpha want to take me as his wife?

I could say the difference once we entered the pack, the scenery started changing, there were many werewolf warriors patrolling the borders. As we reached the packhouse, I was stunned, I had heard of the Silver Moon pack being powerful but I had never expected this; It reminds me of my own home, where I lived with my parents before we moved into the woods.

This packhouse was more of a palace, with everything in white, and gold. It had elegance and style to it, but it was screaming out one thing in specific, that was richness.

As I got out of the car, I carried my own bag and followed Alpha Tristan. He was too quick walking before I lose him ahead I started pacing after him and called out his name “Tristan”. He turned around as if something inside him flipped, he seemed so angry; he pulled me to the nearest wall, coming so close to me, looking at me in the eye he said: “Don’t you dare call me by my name, you will address me as Alpha”.

I was so intimidated by his behaviour, a shiver of hurt ran down my spine, I was never treated like this. Never.

He bangs his hand over the wall over my shoulder and growls “Am I clear?? ”. Tears start flowing down my cheeks again. I nod my head in response, lowering my eyes and say “Yyyy Yes, Alpha ”.

I followed him silently after that, we took a private elevator to the topmost floor. I did not dare look at him again.

The Topmost floor was for Alphas family only, where he lived with his mother and daughter. It was the most beautiful part of the packhouse; It had its own kitchen, bedrooms, guestroom and a huge balcony with a beautiful garden. No one had access to it, except few maids and little Lilly's nanny.

Tristan directed Mia towards a guest room “This is your new home  now; You will be staying here, Be ready in next 30 min and meet me at the kitchen table.” He walked away even without looking at her.

Mia looked at the room, which was duly lit; It was quite spacious, rather more luxurious. It had an attached bathroom. Everything Mia touched felt as if its antique, expensive or made of silk.

Mia had only one thought in her mind since she got into the packhouse, “I do not belong here”. She wanted nothing to do with any of this.

She took a quick shower, trying to wash away the tiredness of the previous sleepless night. As she realised how hungry she was, she had even missed previous days meals, she quickly got dressed in a simple white shirt and blue jeans tying her hair in a tight pony and headed towards the kitchen, following the wonderful aroma.

She stopped, surprised by the scene in front of her. Tristan was dressed in a casual T-shirt; he was making pancakes and simultaneously talking to the little girl. It was like a totally different person who had a very huge smile on his face and sparks in his eyes. He was cooking and simultaneously feeding the little one; who seemed to be complaining about something she doesn’t like.

I don’t know for how long I stood there admiring him. The little girl said, “Daddy who is she?”    

This sentence dragged me into reality “Daddy?” I repeated.

Tristan’s angry face was back as if I was interrupting into something. I walked ahead and introduced my self “Hi, I am Mia. What is your name?”

The little one as if got more anxious about the stranger in the house ran towards her dad and hiding behind him.

Tristan looked as if he was more displeased with my behaviour, but he did not want to react in front of the child.

Suddenly an elderly female entered into the kitchen. Who seemed to be amused by the look on her face. “Good morning Tristan, I am so glad you are back.” Why don’t you introduce your friend here she says looking at me.

Tristan takes a deep breath and says “This is Mia Wright, we are getting married on the full moon day”.

The look on her face changed from shock to dislike very quickly. I don’t believe this. “Why are you doing this? What about Krystal? How can you do this to her??”

She looked at me with hatred only to tell me “I am not going to accept this garbage as my daughter in law.”

One thing I understood by now was that I was not welcome here. All the strength that I was showing until now started to wear off. I wanted to tell something in my defence but could not. I looked at Tristan, who had a masked face with no expressions and turned back towards my room. I was not willing to stand there and get more insulted.

Once I got outside everybody’s sight. I started crying, sobbing so loudly as if there was no tomorrow. I don’t know what I have done to deserve such behaviour. I just wish my parents were with me.

Tristan

 I could hear her crying. Xavier said “Go in and console her”.

Tristan smirks thinking “Console what??? We are the damn reason she is crying. She will get used to it. ”

Then he hears a phone ringing in the house, he quickly realises its Mia’s phone and that she is talking to someone. He walks closer to listen to what she is talking. She was literally whispering into the phone so he had to walk near her room in spite of his heightened hearing abilities.

Finding the door open, he walks into the room, only to find her “looking outside the window talking on the phone”

“I am fine auntie, please don’t worry about me”

“I was very hungry, and had a very huge breakfast”

“Every one here is very kind to me”

“Please don’t worry about me, you know I will be alright”

I am amazed; why is she lying??.

Xavier says “She is talking to a loved one, she doesn’t want them to worry for her.”

Suddenly she turns to find me astonished, her phone drops from her hand, looking at me.