The Alpha’s Spy

RIA’S POV “You're nothing but a slave girl, always remember that,” Diana yelled through gritted teeth into my face as she pulled the strands of my hair with a smile creased on her face and I just stood right next to her by the table filled with other guests who’d all come as well for the mating ceremony of the Son to the old Alpha King. “f*****g imbecile!” She scowled. “Go get me a drink, and do something about that ugly look on your face,” The sharp edge of her voice cracked in the air, as I bowed slightly, my eyes anywhere but her face. And as the Omega girl that I was meant to be, I scurried off and headed to have her served. The ballroom was built in like that of a castle and was like nothing I’d ever seen before. With its windows, pillars, and beautiful moldings, high ceilings, golden chandeliers, I was stunned by the sheer size and elegance surrounding me. The floor was crowded with people, perfectly fitted with the surroundings, all of them groomed and graceful. The men garbed in deep black, while the women all draped in every shade of red. Well, every woman but me. There I was amid the crowd holding on tight to a tray in both hands, trying hard not to spill the content of my tray on a guest. Being a pitiful werewolf girl, demoted to the rank of an omega slave here in my pack wasn't exactly how I’d planned on spending my life as a teen, simply because my father was tagged a notorious assassin who’d been blamed for the death of the old Alpha king. With my heart pounding furiously in my chest, I walked right through the crowd and I could almost hear the blood rushing in my veins as I held on tight to the tray in both hands wishing I’d never been here in the first place. “You're here!” A familiar male voice called out to a guest from the crowd as they walked in causing the hairs on my neck to tingle. “I know that voice anywhere,” I thought to myself. Alpha Carlos… Slowly, My eyes snapped up to his, of their own accord, his blonde hair appearing even lighter against the dark suit cut close to his figure. I managed a smile his way, but then he looked away. I glanced towards Diana who was seething in rage as she glared at me from a distance making it all seem like she’d notice me staring. I felt Carlos’s gaze wandering over my face even after I looked away as if he’d wanted to call out to me which I knew so well was going to be impossible. I mean an Alpha reaching out to an Omega girl right in front of the guests? But then all of that was about to change. Or so I thought, I smiled at the thought of being picked at Carlos’s mating ceremony with pictures of the look on every one of their faces when they realized Carlos and I, the Omega girl, had been having an affair. And even unto the best part of me being picked as a mate to Carlos. Just the same thing he’d told me. “Shall we begin?” Carlos said with a smile creased on his face as he addressed the guest who had come for the mating ceremony as well. “I'm more than honored to have you all here today, that is why I must hurry with my choice of mate other than waste all of our seconds out here,” He continued. I smiled eagerly, waiting to be picked. “With utmost certainty, I present to you my Luna,” Carlos said. “Diana Gustavo,” He called out. My heart stilled for half a second, right before it pounded mercilessly against my ribcage causing me to stagger losing full hold of the tray as it came crashing on the hard floor causing a scene in front of the guests. Instantly, so many gazes swept over me, skimming over the fallen tray and its contents. They all looked at me with varying levels of intrigue, some with curiosity and some with scrutiny. But none could tell that I was hurt. With my eyes locked on Carlos’s gray irises, I just stood there numb with my hands trembling, recalling his very last words to me. And surprisingly he stared back at me, but this time, his glare was deadly. But there was something within his eyes that I couldn't pinpoint. Fresh terror stabbed me when the realization of what had just happened sunk in. And I couldn't help the tear that broke out when the guests applauded them as they stood face to face, smiling to themselves. He'd picked Diana over me to be Luna and had lied about all he said. I fumed out of the ballroom, with tears welling up in my eyes as I ran into a nearby cab crying my eyes out while seated in the car and headed back to the apartment. “How could he?” I said with hurtful eyes, crouched in the back seat of the car. ************************** My chest got tighter with every step and my head spun as I walked my way right into the club, slowly hating myself for having to believe Carlos over the truth that I wasn't what he’d wanted from the very beginning. And… “Hey, watch it!” A deep baritone called from behind me as they swung me over, holding on to my waist when I fell backward. He’d saved me from a waiter right in front of me. “Let go of me,” I scowled, trying to wrench free from his soft grip. “I just saved your ass back there,” He responded “Does that seem fair to you?” I asked. He almost laughed but instead said, “No you're not, I mean…it's not,” “I see,” I blurted out, even before I could stop myself and instantly a thought came to my head. Then he sighs, “Why don't I get us something to drink, or we could get to…” Before he could finish, I etched closer to him, closing the space between us as I kissed him on the lips and surprisingly for some reason he couldn't resist as well. His hands traveled all the way around my back holding me closer to his chest than earlier. I’d suddenly wanted to get back at Carlos over him having to pick Diana over me. And thought of this to be the only way possible. In a couple of minutes we’d stormed out of the club, and now at a motel nearby. One I’d never been in before. He reached for my lips again, when we’d gotten in and just when I didn't deny him access, he smiled and then dropped me on my ass on the bed. My soft moans squealed when he slammed into me hard enough that the bed scraped forward an inch. His thrusts picked up a steady, punishing rhythm with my face now buried into the sheets of the bed. My rock-hard n*****s and swollen c**t scraping against the fabric of the sheets of the bed as he f****d me so viciously. “Arghh!!” I moaned, my nails running down the length of his back. “Not enough?” He whispered into my ears, as he punctuated his statement with a deep thrust that made me groan. Fuck I wanted more…. I wrapped my legs around his hips, moaning out so loud when he sucked on my n*****s. It was so easy to forget everything with him inside me. Everything including Carlos and Diana. *************** My eyes fluttered open at the sound of the alarm by the bed, as I stretched my arms and legs wanting to perk up to my feet. But just when I did, I realized I wasn't home but instead was totally naked in bed. Looking over to the other end, I could tell that all of what had happened the night before wasn't just my mind playing tricks on me, but I’d indeed slept with a man whose identity I knew nothing about. Not even a memory of his face. I was doomed.