Promised to the Alpha

Five

My father died. It is true that I hardly knew him, and that I never gave him a chance to talk to me. However, now I feel bad about that. I should have given him a chance, I should have met him. He tried to contact me a couple of months ago, he sent me a letter, saying that he respected whatever my decision was. I ignored it, because part of me didn't want it to be true. But, I was wrong. I should have called him, showed him how I really felt and that I wanted nothing more than to have him in my life.

And on top of that, I lost Nick. I enjoyed his company, how safe he made me feel in his arms. I remove all these depressing thoughts from my head and walk into the police station. There are several policemen pacing back and forth, talking loudly. I walk up to the secretary, a woman in her fifties who looks at me with boredom.

"I need to talk to the Sheriff."

"He's busy" she replies, chewing her gum loudly. "You can leave a message."

"No need, I'll talk to him" I crack a sarcastic smile. "I'm sure he wants to talk to me too."

"It doesn't work like that, honey" the woman looks at me as if she wants to kill me. "He'll see you when he can, you can't just come here and demand to talk to him, that's not how it works."

I bite my lip to keep from saying something I shouldn't to the secretary. I know it's her job, but there's no need to be so aggressive.

"Please go to him and tell him that Elizabeth Davis is here, furious, demanding an explanation. And I'm not leaving until I talk to him."

The secretary rolls her eyes, but gets up from her chair and goes to his office. I take a deep breath and lean against the wall. I never thought Jack would keep anything from me. He is one of the only people who knows the whole truth about me. He knows who my real parents are, how horrible my childhood was. We had a great friendship, until he started to become more distant when he became sherriff. I hope Jack has a good explanation for omitting me the information that my father died, because lately, I feel like I'm losing all the people I love.

The woman returns, taking quick steps with her black high heels echoing through the police station. Her red cheeks show that she is angry. However, she calmly states that I can go into the office.

"I told you he would want to see me" I give her a fake smile and walk to Jack's office with my nose held high.

I enter Jack's office and am greeted by a strong cigarette smell. The office is large, with a huge window in the back and in front of it is Sherriff's desk.

"I didn't expect to see you here" he's sitting behind his desk, with his feet on the desk and his arms crossed.

"No?" I sit down in front of him. "Don't you have anything to tell me?"

"You have to be more precise, Lizzie. I don't know what you're talking about."

I close my eyes and try to calm down. Saying the words costs me more. I just wish this was all a bad dream and I could wake up and pretend it never happened.

"Why didn't you tell me that my father died? You knew" I say, feeling tears welling up in my eyes. "That's what you told Nora yesterday, isn't it? Why didn't you tell me?"

He seems surprised. I guess I shouldn't have found that out yet. Jack gets up and comes over to me, he kneels in front of me and holds my already tear soaked cheek.

"I wanted to tell you, but I didn't know how. You know your father has always been a difficult subject." he takes my hand and intertwines our fingers. "I'm sorry, Lizzie. I just didn't want to hurt you. I didn't even know if it was really him, I was waiting for more information from the morgue."

"I never met him! Why does it hurt so much to know that he is dead?" Jack shrugs and massages my hand with his thumb in circular motions. "I should have given him a chance. I should have met him, and done father-daughter things."

"You didn't know this was going to happen" he searches my eyes. The tears fall without my control. "It's okay to be sad, it's normal."

He hugs me and I cry on his shoulder.

"How did you find out that he died? Did Nora tell you?"

I squeeze his neck tighter, holding him close to me. I start to cry more. I'm not like that. I usually can control my emotions and pretend they don't exist, but these past few days, it's been getting harder. My eyes seem to have turn into fountains that just won't close.

"Collin told me" I speak quietly. Jack heard me and pulls me by the arms so he can look at me.

"Collin Crestmoon? What are you doing with people like him, Lizzie?"

"Apparently getting married" he widens his eyes and turns away from me, starting to walk around his office.

"What do you mean? Is he making you do something? I can handle him, it'll be like he never existed."

"It's not like that, Jack" I sigh loudly. I stand up and walk over to him, holding him by the shoulders. "Actually, it's something like that, but I've gotten used to the idea. My parents had the idea of promising me to the next Crestmoon, and the lucky one is Collin."

"I'm going to kill him, Lizzie. You shouldn't marry him, just because of one stupid thing your parents did" his eyes reveal the anger he is feeling. I feel that if I let him go, he will go after Collin. "I will kill him!"

The door opens wide. I'm not even surprised to see Collin anymore. He cracks a smirk, leans his shoulder against the door and looks at the two of us, I drop Jack's shoulders at the same instant.

"Who are you going to kill?" he asks, knowing he is playing with fire.

I stand in front of Jack and face my fiancé.

"What are you doing here, Collin?"

"I've come for my fiancée, who doesn't know how to stay where she's told."

"I'm not a doll! You can't tell me where to stay and expect me to actually do what you tell me to do."

Jack steps out from behind me and approaches us, getting dangerously close to Collin. Jack's jaw is clenched, his chest is puffy, and he has violence is in his eyes.

"Go away before I make you go away" he says the words almost shouting them. Collin doesn't even blink. Nor is he frightened by his words, he knows he can beat him before he even tries to punch him.

"You like her" Collin exclaims, pulling me close to him. My back is against his chest and I face Jack.

That's a lie. I've known Jack for years. I see him as an older brother, someone who has always been there for me.

"Does Valerie know you have a crush on her?" My cheeks start to get redder. Collin puts his arms over my shoulders, and brings his left hand to my neck, massaging it slowly to bring Jack's attention to his touch on me. I control myself and don't fight him, I have to know when to strike, and now is not the right time. Collin believes he has all the power over me, he barely dreams the hell I can make of his life.

"I am not in love with her. I'm just thinking about what's best for her" Collin finally lets go of me. He pushes me behind him and gives Jack his full attention. "And you're not what's best for her."

"And you are?" I feel the irony in Collin's voice.

"Can you guys stop talking about me as if I'm not here?"

They don't even dare to look at me. I snort loudly, and without them noticing, I take a step back

and walk away. I don't even care if any of them follow me. If they prefer to act like children that's up to them. But I won't stand by and watch as they puff out their chests and try to intimidate each other with looks. They look like two children.

I leave the police station quickly, ignoring the prying eyes. I go straight to my new house, knowing that Collin is going to follow me.

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The door is locked. I knock on the door, and rub my hands together, already feeling the December chill. Hailey eventually opens the door, wearing unicorn pajamas and her eyes bulging.

"Don't you have a key?" she leaves the door open and walks to the stairs.

"No" I answer and close the door behind me. "Were you sleeping?"

I look at my watch, it is only nine o'clock at night. She yawns loudly and nods.

"Sorry I woke you up" I say, giving an apologetic smile.

"Where is Collin?" she looks confused, only now realizing that I walked in alone. "I thought he had come to get you."

"He did. But I ended up leaving him and coming home alone" I take off my coat and leave it on one of the couches. "You can go to sleep. I'm going to sleep too, I'm just going to eat something first."

"Good night, Lizzie."

"Good night, Hailey."

I smile at her and watch her go up the stairs. I go to the kitchen and drink a glass of water. I can't believe I'm going to live here now. Before I go to sleep, I take the initiative to explore the house. I go out into the garden, open the pull-up glass doors from the kitchen and look at the huge swimming pool. On the other side, there is a small pool house. I go back inside the house and go into the living room. Next to this, there is a wide hallway. It has three doors: one to the bathroom, another is a small gym with several exercise machines, and the other is locked. I try to open it, without success. I give up, because I don't want to make too much noise and wake Hailey, I feel I can't trust her yet.

I turn off the lights and walk up the stairs, each step giving off light as it is stepped on. I go to my new room. The room I share with Collin. All my damage is still present. I smile as I see how destroyed his room is. I search through the boxes from my apartment for my clothes and found a pair of silk pajamas, shorts and a t-shirt. I quickly take off my clothes and put them on. I take off everything extra off the bed and lie down on it, placing a blanket on top of me. I wait for Collin. I bring my hand to my leg, feeling the sharp point of the knife in my hand.

I hear the bedroom door, opening and closing immediately. Collin takes long steps, trying to make as little noise as possible. I wonder if he knows I'm not asleep.

He lies down next to me, pulling the covers up over his body. I stay for a few minutes just listening to his breathing. I hate how I feel when I am with him. He makes me feel like I'm not in control. Today he realizes who is really in control.

Quickly, I get on top of Collin, one leg on each side and the knife at his neck. His eyes open, and I find not fear, as I expected, but curiosity. I could do just a little more force and end this whole nightmare. I put more force of the knife and blood begins to drip from his neck.

"What are you doing, Elizabeth?" he asks, an amused smile on his face. "Are you going to kill me?"

"I should" I push even harder. He bites his lower lip, clearly in pain. "It would be so easily."

"But you won't" he says. "You don't have the courage for that and we both know it."

I continue with the dagger at his neck. I wish I had the courage, everything would be easier. I could make a cut on his neck and never again would I have to deal with him.

"You have a locked room. Why?" If I'm not going to kill him, I might as well take advantage of it to get some information.

"It's locked for a reason, darling. And that reason is: I don't want anyone to find out, and that includes you."

I take the knife from his neck and bring it to his face. I wipe the blood from the object on his cheek and move closer to him. His breathing is more irregular and his brown eyes are focused on my lips.

"I will discover all your secrets, Collin" I lick the blood from his cheek, stroking his other cheek with the blade. "And I will use them to destroy you."

He holds my legs and switches our positions, getting on top of me. His hands hold mine on top of my head. My legs are wrapped around his body. He switches to holding my hands in one hand and with the other hand he takes the blade and brings it to my neck.

"Do you like to feel the knife in your body?" he asks, low, passing the cold object near my breasts. "Knowing that at any moment I can press harder, and make you bleed" with the knife, he cuts my blouse. My red bra is exposed to him, and Collin doesn't think twice about admiring it.

The blade makes a trail down my waist. Starting down my neck to my belly button. I arch my back and let out a groan as it passes my breasts.

"If I were to put my hand inside your panties, what would I find, Elizabeth?" I open my eyes, and he stares at me intensely. The knife is near the button my shorts.

"That's what you'd like to find out" I move closer to his face and pull his lower lip with my teeth, hard. - "You can go to your side of the bed, Colin. Nothing will evee happen between us."

He gets off me, puts the knife under his pillow and snuggles into bed, as if nothing has happened.

"Don't lie to yourself, Elizabeth. You know you want me and it's killing you inside."

I snort loudly and turn to the other side of the bed, pulling the whole blanket to me. What he said is only a lie. That's what I tell myself, as I try to pull myself together from what just happened.