Rejecting Alpha Dreads

Chapter 6

“I’m not sure I’ll wear the new dress from the boutique,” I said.

“Why?” George questioned. “I won’t let you wear your wet gown.”

“You aren’t thinking about what I’d tell my husband when I’m at the pack house, are you?” I asked. “Where do I say I had been? He knows every dress I own. Where do I say I got this one?”

“Does he question you about the oxygen you breathe too?” Benson asked, laughing at himself.

“It isn’t funny, trust me,” I replied and walked towards my wet gown. It was hung at the end of the rack within the wardrobe. It still felt cold to touch but it would do. “Dreads isn’t a fool,” I continued. “Then again, he’s my mate. He definitely must’ve known I was out having s e x. My plan is very simple. I will tell him I was out for a walk, but it started to rain and I while trying to seek the nearest shelter, I got waylaid by rogues. The rogues did the s e x without my consent.”

At that point, George stared at Benson and Benson at George. “What the fck!” they concurrently screamed.

“What else do I do?” I was honestly surprised at how they were surprised. “You have better ideas?” They remained quiet. “Good. Now bring me my shoes,” I said to Benson.

I was dressed up within a minute and covered my head with my shawl. The wet clothes stuck to my body uncomfortably, but that was the plan. I wasn’t meant to look comfortable. I should rather appear like someone who had been truly waylaid.

“Our car is outside,” George said. “We’re dropping you close to your pack house before bidding you goodbye. Benson and I will drive back here, stay the night and leave for Piercing Scream tomorrow.”

“You boys don’t need to come with me,” I said. “I’ll be fine. I’ll rather just take a walk.”

Benson blurted out angrily. “Why are you angry at us?”

“I am not,” I replied calmly. “I’m just very scared.”

“Why then must you go back to someone you’re that scared of?” Benson asked unreasonably. He quickly realized the absurdity of his question and the scowl disappeared from his face. Everybody knew the reason I must return to Dreads at the pack house. I could start a war if I didn’t.

Benson hit his forehead with his palm, sighed and kept quiet.

The tears were starting to form in my eyes again. “I will miss you both,” I said. The words were heavy in my mouth. “I wish I could give the world a middle finger and go home to our pack with you both. I feel like a prisoner here.”

The cousins came to me and both wrapped me in an embrace. “Hey, hey, it’s fine,” George reassured. “We will come regularly to see you.”

“Once a week,” Benson chipped in. “Maybe every weekend.”

“When Dreads catches you…” I laughed at him without completing my sentence.

Both boys took turns to kiss me. I was accompanied to the receptionist area at the ground floor. My shawl around my head was well-worn. This was the exact place I needed to be careful the most. If anyone saw in the reception of a hotel with two male dudes, it was easy to form an opinion, and if it happened that Dreads knew it was the same period I claimed I was attacked by rogue wolves, he would connect the dot and my lies would busted.

My instincts kept telling me I was being watched.

But by who?

“Hey, boys,” I said, giving the cousins enough physical distance. “I guess this is where we part.”

They stood there. Only George waved goodbye. Benson couldn’t. He pocketed his hands and kept staring at me.

Such a lover boy, I thought as I turned my back on them. I wasn’t sure he had ever had his heart broken. He was still so naïve.

I was out at the entrance and my gut instinct was right. My feet grew instantly weak at the sight of no other person than Beta Rob, my husband’s second in command.

His arms were folded across his chest while relaxing against his vehicle at the hotel’s car pack. He was staring at me and smiling.

“Hey you,” I said to him as a form of greeting. “The rain was heavy. I had to run into this place to seek temporary shelter.”

He doubled over and started laughing. His loud laughter sent shivers of fear down my spine. It was like the zombie’s laughter when they had you by the corner and knew the game was up for you.

Beta Rob straightened himself and started to clap as if I’d just given him a performance. “It has stopped raining for close to an hour now,” he said the moment he was done clapping and laughing. “But someone you still sought shelter within the hotel. If I may ask, how was the s e x?”

“What s e x?” I questioned him from a dry mouth.

“I have been here for hours, Priscilla. I saw you three love birds running towards the hotel and decided to follow you. Those boys were holding you in very provocative ways. I have been in my car for over three hours, waiting for you to be done. Imagine what the alpha is going to do to you.”

“They are just friends,” I lied. “We were hanging out on a lawn and they decided I should come wait out the rain in their lodge.”

There was nothing I could say. I had been caught red-handed. If Dreads knew I had s e x, and Rob already knew I was in the same room with two boys within the time period, then the dots had connected themselves.

“What do you want?” I asked him.

“Why do you think I want anything?”

“Does Dreads know?”

“Not yet,” he winked and got into his car, kickstarted it and wound the glass down. “But he’s knowing very soon,” he said and sped off.