Chapter 4.
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the tension was suffocating. I stirred my food on the plate, not even wanting to eat the orgasm-inducing dishes my mom had cooked with this tension.
"So Alpha Elijah told me you applied for the Head Warrior position?" Dad remarked, his jaw clenched, his sharp brown eyes looking at me calculatingly.
"Yeah, I did." I said blandly.
"You didn't once consider to I don't know, ask my opinion?"
"Umm, why would I?" I raised my eyebrows.
Was he seriously going to still do this?
"April, don't speak to your dad like that." Mom said quietly.
I pursed my lips, taking a deep breath to calm myself down.
"Too much time spend around Lydia, it was bound to happen." Dad added drinking some of his fresh orange juice.
Oh for real?
"Dad, how can you blame aunty for this? Like for real, she has nothing to do with my decision!"
"That attitude is a mirror of hers." Dad hissed.
"I'm not even arguing." I exclaimed trying to keep my voice calm. "I'm just saying you can't blame aunty for my decision or anything. This is all me."
"Well, it doesn't really look good. So, you chose a position where you are going to prance around amongst men, befitting."
That stung.
"Dad. It's training, I am not going to go put on a strip show for them, and even if I did want to become a stripper you really shouldn't be putting me down like that."
"Wow, see that, Kim? Your daughter wants to be a hooker or strinner or whatever "
"Dad! I..."
I shook my head, I can't believe he was so backwards... I stood up, placing my knife and fork down slowly, not wanting him to lash out at me for being loud.
"I worked my ass off to become something, to be accepted to such a position... Dad, it's no small feat... Head Warrior means I am one of the
strongest fighters of this pack. I worked day and night to prove that I'm good at something. Aren't you at least a little proud of me?" I asked, glancing at Mom only for her to look away.
That hurt, even when my mates abandoned me, I wished that I at least had my mom's arms to cry in, but I didn't...
"Proud? What's there to be proud of? You're just another Lydia, another disappointment." He stood up, slamming his fork onto the table and stormed out of the room.
"Haru..." Mom said, rushing from the room.
I stared at the table, swallowing hard.
A disappointment... A failure... Unwanted...
Useless...
I took a deep breath, smiling faintly.
It was ok, I was used to it all.
April
The following day, I went for a run before showering and getting ready in black flared pants, a black high-neck top, and applying my signature dramatic eyeliner with some mauve lipstick.
Opening my window, I climbed out, not wanting another run-in with my parents.
Making my way to the packhouse with the memory drive of some training regime and ideas
I had, I headed towards the Alpha's office. I slowed down when a familiar scent hit my nose.
Roasted walnuts and honey. A scent that enveloped my entire body and made every nerve stand on edge.
Goddess, please don't be around.
With each step closer to the office my heart was fluttering with nerves. The last memory I had of Samuel tugged painfully at my chest, and it was pretty difficult to breathe.
Raising my hand, I knocked on the door lightly before I opened it and stepped inside, stopping dead in my tracks when my gaze fell on the man in the leather chair. His legs crossed at the ankles as they stretched out in front of him, his elbow resting on the armrest. He was flicking through a file, when his eyes snapped upwards, piercing into mine.
He was so much more handsome than I remembered him... He was dressed in a fitted black tee, that did nothing to hide his bulging arms. Goddess he was even bigger than before. A tattoo covered his upper left arm, peeking out from his sleeve. His hair was styled in a quiff, with a short back and sides, and a scar went down his right eye. How did he get hurt?
But the thing that was most different about him was the coldness in those cerulean eyes. Gone was the warmth that one would have associated with Samuel years ago.
He cast one glance over me, sending another
gutting stab of pain through me.
Unwanted, but I didn't care. I would live for me, mates or not.
When it was clear he wasn't going to speak, I stepped up to the desk.
"I'm sorry, I thought Alpha El would be here, I have some training regimes I put together." I said as his eyes were back on his file.
"Why were you looking for him? As your Alpha, shouldn't you be running it past me?" He asked coldly.
My Alpha?
"I..."
He c****d a brow, leaning back.
"Don't tell me you took this position without even knowing who the Alpha is... Nice." Hissarcasm irked me, but I said nothing.
No one had told me. Surely Kia and Aunt Lydia
knew...
"Sorry, I guess I'm a bit behind on the latest news. Congratulations on becoming Alpha, I will pray that you can be half the Alpha your dad was." I said, trying to hide the sarcasm in my voice, displaying a fake smile.
His eyes flashed a deep magnetic blue, and I felt his anger rising.
"You will remember who you're talking to." He said icily. "Besides, I don't have time for some stupid training plans. Discuss them with the Beta."
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