Alpha Devon And The Last Keeper

A slight offence

Moon's POV

In my years of existence, I had never seen a mansion with interiors as good as these. The ones at Gamma Lancelot’s mansion couldn't hold a candle to these particular ones.

The chandelier was a sight to behold. The thick curtains seemed like they were made from silk, and I couldn't resist the urge to touch them. I ran my fingers across them, and it was soothing.

A huge portrait was hanging on the wall, and I quickly walked towards it. It was a portrait of an old man, and I subconsciously took a step back. It felt like he could see me through the portrait, his almond orbs felt like they could pierce through my soul, and I felt goosebumps.

“Who are you, and how did you get in here?” I heard a masculine voice, and I turned around in fright. From the domineering sound of the voice, I was expecting to see a man in his forties or fifties, but I was shocked to see a young man who seemed like he was in his late twenties.

“Didn't you hear the question I asked? How the hell did you get past the guards?” He asked with a furious gaze, and the smile of my face dropped.

“Are you a mole? Who sent you? What's your mission?” He asked, and I shook my head as my legs wobbled. This man seemed so young, but yet, the strength he was exuding sent shivers down my spine.

“Lutha, what's the fuss about?” I heard another cold voice that gave me goosebumps, and I shut my eyes with my head bowed, not wanting to see the face of this particular man. His presence seemed to have replaced the air in the atmosphere with a freezing cold one.

“How do I explain now?” I wondered as I tried to stop myself from peeing my pants.

“I saw her snooping around. She has to confess, how did you get past the guards?” He asked again, and my whole body trembled as I heard his footsteps approaching me.

“If She's a mole, chop her head off. I'm off to get prepared.” This statement made my eyes widen, and I gained the momentum to throw myself at his feet, still not meeting his gaze.

I grabbed his calf and pleaded. “please— Don't chop my head off, please. I was sent by Anne— The maid, yes—--” I was sent crashing against the centre table by a merciless kick from him, and I groaned in pain. He walked away like nothing had just happened, and I cursed him as tears rolled down my cheeks.

The man he called Lutha quickly placed his palm over my mouth, and I glared at him.

“Do you have a death wish?” He asked.

“Do I— deserve what I just got?” I retorted amidst sobs.

“I actually felt pity for you, but now, I think you deserve every bit of it. That's Alpha Devon, the host of today's event. Does it ring a bell?” He asked, and I was dumbstruck.

“You are kidding, right?” I asked, unable to believe what I just heard.

“Who's Kidding? I still have unfinished business with you. Who are you, and what brought you here?” He asked with the stern expression he had on the moment I saw him.

I tried to get on my feet, and surprisingly, he offered me a helping hand.

“Thank you.” I muttered.

“Don't thank me, start talking.” He said sternly.

“I'm not a mole, I don't have a mission. I'm not even a big deal, I'm nobody. Just let me leave the same way I came.” I pleaded helplessly.

“I wish I could easily let you leave, but I'm sorry. If you're not ready to talk, you'll have to stay here for a while.” He said and locked the door before turning around to walk away.

I quickly dashed towards him and fell on my knees. “Please, don't leave me at his mercy.” I pleaded as the horrible experience from earlier, replayed.

“Will you speak now?” He asked, and I nodded obediently.

“I'm all ears.” He replied.

“I'm not from this pack, I'm one of Gamma Lancelot’s servants. He brought me here to serve him and his family, but unfortunately, his wife made me wear purple. On getting here, I realized I was the only odd one at the hall so I pleaded with one of the maids, her name is Anne and she promised to give me one of the maid's uniform. She was describing the servant's quarters, but I didn't get the description well, and I found myself here.” I explained, hoping I wasn't implicating the innocent maid in an attempt to save myself.

“And how did you get past the guards?” He asked.

“I told them Anne sent me, and they thought I was here to clean. I tried to explain, but they wouldn't listen.” I continued, and he gazed keenly at Me, trying to find an atom of lie in my explanation.

“What is this wench still doing here?” I heard his cold voice, and the hair on my skin stood under the tension.

“She got in here by mistake. She was heading towards the servants' quarters.” Lutha replied.

“Is she one of the servants?” He asked.

“No, she's not.” He replied.

“Are you a member of this pack?” He asked, directing the question at me this time around. I nodded without summoning the courage to meet his gaze.

“Lutha go get ready. We are stepping out together.” He said, and fear gripped me.

“Am I going to be left alone with this man?” I asked myself inwardly, and it dawned on me when I saw Lutha’s retreating figure.

Grave silence engulfed the room after Lutha left. I could feel the piercing gaze of this man on me, and the fact that I was in his presence seemed like a dream to me. I was trying to avoid falling into his trap, but here I am, in his den.

“I would have asked you to get up, but it seems like you enjoy kneeling. What gave you the audacity to touch me?” He asked, settling on the sofa with his legs crossed.

‘Moon Godess, if you save me from this, I'll thank you every day of my life.’ I hoped inwardly with my eyes tightly closed.

“My king, I was frightened and tensed. I'm really sorry for touching you. Please, pardon my ignorance.” I pleaded in the most polite way I could.

“What makes you think I'll forgive you easily?” He asked, and I finally summoned the courage to look him in the face.

“Because I ignorantly committed a slight offence.” I replied confidently he flashed me a sinister smile that held me spellbound. He looked dangerously handsome like the glittering tip of a two-edged sword.

I swallowed the remaining words, and the next moment, the smile disappeared like it was never there.

“You seem to have a sharp tongue. You just aggravated your punishment.” He said, and all I could do was sigh.

Begging this man would be a waste of time, and I decided to brace up for what was to come.

“Do you have anything else to say? I'd like to hear it.” He said and flashed me the demonic smile that disappeared in a split second.

I remained silent as my palms suddenly became sweaty.

“Do you know the sole reason why I organised this ball?” He asked, and I shook my head.

I shook my head, unable to understand the reason behind his question, and he flashed me a deadly smirk.