Unavoidable conversations.
1488 Words
Ivy’s POV
The car pulled up outside the Blackwater pack house, I swallowed nervously as the door swung open, Conrad’s silhouette, could be seen standing in the door way.
Broc entwined his fingers with mine, squeezing my hand gently, he caused me to look to him.
“Breathe, you not on trial, you’ve done nothing wrong, you owe him nothing.” Broc’s words are slow and comforting, I nod, exhaling, I plaster a smile on my face, Broc nods his approval.
Letting go of my hand, he exit’s the driver’s side door, even from here I can see Conrad tense in surprise.
Broc comes around to my side, he opens the door, there’s a large puddle at my door.
I pause for a moment, trying to work out how to jump it in my heeled boots, when Broc strides into the puddle in his water proof combat boots.
“May I?” He asks, confused I nod.
He slides an arm around my back and under my legs, lifting me against his chest like a child.
I can feel the heat flush my cheeks, as I gape up at him, he looks down at me a smug smile on his lips, for the first time I noticed how thick and dark his eyelashes were, they fanned his cheeks as he blinked down at me.
I looked away embarrassed to be caught staring, feeling Broc chuckle in response to my embarrassment, I pout.
I let him carry me around the car and up the steps, only when we reach the top do I feel the tension in the air rise, he stiffens as I wriggle to be let down, reluctantly he complies.
I straighten, pulling my black hood further over my face, I look up to meet Conrad’s gaze, only to find his eyes on the figure behind me.
I’m about to speak when I feel Broc step forward, his chest pressing against my back, he leans down in my ear, his hot breath making it hard to think.
“Are you going to introduce us?” He growled low, the venom directed at Conrad rather then me, I nod.
“I was about to.” I ground out.
“Alpha-.” I start when I’m cut off.
“Doesn’t smell like an Alpha..” Broc interrupts.
“We’ll talk about that later.” I snap, both men flinch at my outburst.
“Alpha Conrad this is Alpha Broc, Broc this is Conrad.” I finish, stepping to the side, out of each man’s reach.
Both wolves, eye each other tensely, straining to their full height, at 6.5ft I thought Conrad would tower over any other Alpha, but now in front of Broc it seemed he was a half inch shorter and slighter in build.
“Well…” Broc starts after a few minutes, he offer’s a hand, a challenging grin on his face, making him look wild. “it’s very nice to meet you…finally.” He finishes.
Conrad eyes him, but eventually accepts his extended hand before speaking.
“You too Alpha, I appreciate you driving my Mate here to night.” Conrad says, I stiffen, and Broc’s eyes flash dangerously.
“Oh?...You’re Ivy’s Mate Con-rad..” He says slowly, Conrad frowns, but I flinch unsure what Broc might do, his words are threating.
Broc POV
I looked between Ivy; her eyes pleading me not to do anything, and the Alpha before me, I snort to myself, Alpha my ass, he was a Beta if ever I smelt one, this intrigue me further when Ivy had defended him, asking me to drop my questions.
But that wasn’t what fuelled my burning fury right now, no it was the events of a few nights ago, the agonizing pain I’d watched Ivy go through because of this wolf.
What she-wolf could ever have tempted him away from her? The Ivy I was coming to know was kind, strong, loyal and beautiful, her presence commanded attention and affection, and yet.. she’d been saddle with this wolf and not me.
“What were you up to three nights ago?” I asked before I could stop myself, the other wolf stiffened, I felt Ivy’s eyes.
“Broc..” She hissed, her eyes wide.
Conrad watched him for a minute, then with sagging shoulder, run a hand over his face.
“Let’s do this in my office before the others arrive..” He replied wearily.
Conrad’s POV
Goddamn it.
I’d been so freaking rude again, ignoring Ivy completely in front of her, I could only stare at the unusual Alpha that accompanied her.
He was tall, taller then me even, he was a mass of muscle but I suspected he could move quickly if necessary, and that he would easily win in a match between us.
He held himself confidently, his gaze was steady and prodding, though something about the way he protectively gravitated towards Ivy, told me he was the one the goddess had been ruffled about, he had to be the Forbidden King.
My hair stood on end, as I turned my back on them both, gesturing them to follow, I quickly feel a boot in the back.
“Argh!” I cry out at the pain, as I fell to the floor, I can feel hot breath in my ear.
“The Queen goes first, then me, then you. Mind your manner’s.” He growled, I nod, and he relieves the pressure on my back.
I push myself off the floor, straightening I try again, offer Ivy to go first, she offers a disgusted frown at me and annoyed scowl at the Alpha Broc, who ducks his head like a embarrassed school boy.
Holding her hood forward, Ivy glides up the stair on her way to the office, Broc follows her closely like a shadow he eyes barely leaving her for a second, then myself.
I climb slowly, trying to stall the conversation I know the Alpha had been hinting towards, 3 nights ago…the slip up with Natalie.
Ivy’s POV
My heart hammered in my chest, I’d been offended by the disrespect Conrad had so far shown me, then turning his back on me had sent me over, I made to speak when Broc moved first.
Slamming a foot into the middle of Conrad’s back, sending him to the floor, a painful crunch, he’d growled in his ear a warning.
I pouted as I could look after myself, disappointed in Conrad I frowned, before casting a annoyed scowl towards Broc, who despite his so called mature disposition looked away guiltily.
I climbed the stairs now ahead of both Broc on my heels and Conrad behind him, two more flights and I’d be on the same floor as his office.
“Is Conrad’s bloodline that of Corbain’s?” Broc whispered against my neck, I tried not to show my arousal at the intimate tone.
“Yes.” I replied simply.
“I suspected so with those familiar silver eyes, they still piss me off.” He replied, with a huff, earning a chuckle from me at his childlike whining.
“One more flight to go.” Conrad cut in jealously.
I barely offer a nod, whilst Broc growls in answer at his informative interruption.
I push the door of the office open, my eyes snapping to the occupied chair behind the desk, the grinning occupant frowns.
“Your not Conrad?” She questions, her voice annoyed, then Broc entering behind me captures her attention.
“Well hello…” She croons, her voice like honey, I wrinkle my nose as the scent of roses and jasmine stuff their way up my nose. “My name’s Natalie, What’s yours?” She asks.
Broc frown’s taking up position behind me, he places a hand on my back, I shake my head, and he nods, ignoring her, instead turning to the doorway as Conrad enters.
He stiffens upon seeing her, my heart skips, this must have been the she-wolf, he seems uncomfortable that she is here.
Broc’s hand presses slightly firmer into my back, offering support and comfort.
“Natalie? Why are you in here?” Conrad asks, his voice pitchy, as his gaze flickers to mine then back to her.
“Waiting on you Alpha, I wanted to talk.” She purrs, though her eyes suggest she had plans, other then a conversation.
“Well it will have to wait until tomorrow, I have..” He coughs. “Guests.” His eyes are pleading, when she doesn’t immediately move, his eyes turn cold and warning.
Annoyed by the silent exchange I speak.
“Get out, Omega, NOW.” My voice is not loud but commanding, the room seems to ripple under my voice, the she-wolves eyes widen a fraction, then she quickly scuttles out the door without protest.
I slam it after her, with such force the wall trembles.
“Hey Ivy..” Broc whispers, I look up my eyes clear and annoyed, he bows his head in apology.
“Well please take a seat.” Conrad says, offering me the leather chair the she-wolf had only moments before occupied.
I instead move to the seat I’d seen Jace sit in once, Broc moved to lean against the wall closest to me, whilst Conrad, took up his usually seat.
“Well first of all that’s the she-wolf I was with..” Conrad begins.
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