The Alpha's Pride

8.

Sarah's P.O.V

I stood in the cramped little bathroom of the cabin, standing at the cluttered sink counter. Oliver stood behind me, a toothbrush shoved in his mouth. If I had leaned back, the back of my head would surely hit his chest.

I knew he was only so close to me due to the tight space and his uncle's insistence. However, at this point, I will take what I can get. After all. I altogether refuse to get on that stinky public bus tomorrow. I spit the toothpaste into the sink.

"Thank you for letting me stay in your bed." I attempted to begin a conversation. I then batted my eyes suggestively at him through the mirror. Oliver rolled his eyes and huffed slightly, removing the toothbrush just long enough to respond to me.

"It isn't like I had much choice, did I?" He shoved the toothbrush back into his mouth. I squeezed past him, allowing him full access to the sink to dispel his toothpaste.

" I saw an adorable little cafe on my way over here. We could grab a coffee and some breakfast before you drop me off?" I leaned against the doorframe, watching his face through the mirror.

"I can't," he stated in a matter-of-fact voice.

"What? Why not?" I questioned, attempting to hide the irritation in my voice. That would have been the perfect time to convince him to stay.

"I'm training." He stated plainly, turning around in an attempt to leave.

"Oh! That's great; I can train with you. After all, I was at the top of the class."

"No." He barked, immediately lowering his gaze to my own. God, I love it when he speaks to me like that. His eyes were dark and intimidating. "The training is Alpha training. You have no business being there." He warned me carefully. "You'll be busy getting on the bus to go HOME." He finished. I sighed, nodding my head obediently. I made a mental note to ask his uncle about helping with training tomorrow morning. After all, it was only 11:00 pm, and yet the house was silent. His uncle was already asleep. He was well on his way to doing the same. I sat on the floor beside his bed, finding a clean resting space. I pulled my suitcase in front of me, looking for my pink satin pyjamas. I heard the loud creak of Oliver sitting down on his bed, causing me to raise my head. Though he was not gone for long, I could already see the shadows of his growing muscles beside the dim light of the bedside lamp.

"I forgot my pyjamas. Can I borrow one of your shirts?" I questioned him innocently. He sighed and pointed to a white shirt beside me.

"You can have that one."

"Thank you." I smiled at him. He was already topless, with nothing but his pyjama pants and socks draped over his body. He bent down, pulling his socks off while paying me no mind. I gasped as soon as the fabric was pulled away from his body. His feet looked mangled. His feet were covered in dark purple bruising and painful-looking sores. The entire foot looked misshapen. I didn't understand how he could walk on them. Not as long as he did.

"What happened? "

"Alpha training." He responded, refusing to release any further information. I growled to myself internally, attempting to hide my frustration. But I knew pushing further would ensure my seat on that bus. So I picked up the white shirt and began to strip my clothing to put it on.

"Woah! Woah! What are you doing, Sarah?"

"What? You've never seen a woman in her underwear before?" I smirked as he nervously attempted to cover his eyes with his hands. Yet, beneath his hands, I could see his cheeks reddening.

"What's wrong, Alpha? Have you ever seen a girl in her underwear before?" I teased with a small smile playing on my lips. He shook his head, facing the window.

"Try to get changed quickly. I need to be up in 6 hours." He spoke quietly. I sighed to myself, pulling on the thick white cotton shirt.

The feminine trick may not work.

"I'm done, so you can peel your eyes away from the window now."

"Great. Get on the inside." He commanded, standing up to let me in.

"No way. I sleep on the outside." I crossed my arms and pouted at him. he groaned to himself, watching me for a few moments.

"You're not going to listen to your future Alpha?" He questioned, a smirk playing on his lips. I could tell he was getting ready to celebrate his win mentally.

"Not so fast. You're not an Alpha yet." I returned his smirk. He rolled his eyes, unable to hide the amusement on his face.

Great! I got an in.

"Very funny, Pinky." He raised an eyebrow at me. "My room, my rules. After all, you could always go out and sleep on the couch." He challenged me. I couldn't believe he would challenge me that way. After all, I was top of my class in combat. However, I worked hard before high school to perfect my damsel in distress. So did he see right through me? Or did he not care? I narrowed my eyes at him, crossing my arms.

"Your Uncle wouldn't allow that."

"Well, he's asleep, so that's not my concern."

"It will be your concern tomorrow."

"I'll let me deal with it tomorrow. Now, are you getting in or not?"

I sighed in defeat, crawling onto the inside of the bed. The sheets were itchy compared to the silk ones back home, but I could deal with it. After all, I did not only get a bit closer to Oliver, but I was sharing the bed with the future Alpha. Next, I have to get him to open up. Then, I hope he'll finally believe I'm his mate.

After all. No one else deserves to be Luna. I've been training for this since birth. I will not give up my rightful place helping to run the pack. Mating bond included.