Filed to story: The Alpha King’s Intoxicating Mate
Unfortunately, Cordelia was determined. I heard the sound of the front door banging open and then the sound of something being dragged across the floor. I turned. Cordelia was panting, dragging her suitcase along, sweat beading along her brow. Had she always been this weak, this pitiful? As a shifter, the suitcase should have been able to be lifted with ease. What on earth did she have inside it? She looked at me and James pitifully, but neither one of us made a move to help her. She bit her lip, looking peeved, and tugged at the handle, her heels digging into the grass. My driver made a move to assist and I subtly shook my head at him. He paused.
She made it to the trunk of the limousine, panting heavily.
“Chivalry is dead,” she said snappily.
“I told you that you were going to be responsible for your own damn suitcase,” I said gritting my teeth “Now hurry up and put it in the trunk.”
She grabbed it and almost threw it in the trunk, my driver shutting it. She looked red in the face. I opened the door and impatiently motioned for her to get inside. She glowered at me and slunk inside, buckling herself up. I got in, seated opposite her, James joining me.
“I don’t understand why we’re leaving for this pack so early” Cordelia whined, pouting “The party isn’t for another two days. They aren’t going to be expecting us” she sulked.
Was the woman really this obtuse? That was the whole point. This way, I could determine if they still had the breeding program in place and could arrive without their prior knowledge. I fought not to roll my eyes. James on the other hand, had no such compunctions and rolled his eyes openly at her.
“You’re not the sharpest tool in the shed, are you” he said with contempt.
Cordelia glared “As if you’re so smart” she scoffed “Stop acting all high and mighty” she hissed.
It was like dealing with children. I thumped on the barrier to inform the driver to begin the journey while sighing deeply to myself. I forced myself to patiently explain “We’re going to the Dark Rising Pack early so that they don’t expect it, Cordelia. That’s the whole purpose of leaving early. If they knew we were coming, they would prepare themselves and hide things from us. This way, they don’t have time to do that.”
She blinked at me. James grabbed his cell phone and began to look through it.
“But what if they don’t have rooms for us, or we get stuck in the omega’s quarters?” she said a little hysterically. James looked at her in disbelief. I wanted to hit my head against the window. I knew I shouldn’t have brought her. Her shallowness and vanity knew no bounds. “If that’s the case, then we rough it,” I told her blithely, watching the color drain from her face “Just because I’m the Alpha King, doesn’t mean I’m entitled to demand the best rooms. I will accept whatever courtesy they extend. Besides” I added, a thoughtful expression on my face as she began to shake “it would do us some good to be in the omegas quarters. Humbling. A reminder that we must always care for each member of the pack, not just those who are higher in the hierarchy.”
“Kace,” she said faintly “you’re the king, you shouldn’t be sleeping with the omegas or anywhere near them.”
I gave a shrug, watching as she shrunk back against the chair, my eyes narrowing, while James fought back his laughter “Being King doesn’t make me better than someone else. It’s what I do as the royal Alpha that makes the difference” I advised her “and brings me respect from the other Alpha’s and packs.”
Silence. She sniffed and turned her face, looking troubled. I grinned and James shot me a wink. For now, the atmosphere in the limousine was one of relaxation as Cordelia thinned her lips and chose to remain speechless, but I was in no doubts that it wouldn’t last for long and I urged my driver, through mind-link, to make the journey as swiftly, but still safely, as he possibly could. It would only be a matter of time before Cordelia broke the silence and the peace, and the fighting would begin again. I looked out the window, my body tense, watching the scenery pass by, wondering what the Dark Rising Pack would be like the closer we got to their territory.
Trigger warning. This episode may prove triggering to some. If this may trigger you, please do not read it.
Leah POV
I sat silently, my mouth flattened in a thin line, my body as close to the car door as possible while Alpha Daxton placed his hand on my thigh, his lips curled into a twisted smile. I could feel my apprehension growing. The car continued to drive at a rapid pace and I could feel my breathing becoming more shallow and increasing in its pace as I grew more and more panicked. The departure from the Dark Rising Pack had been quick and swift. I’d barely been able to get my bearings before breakfast had been shoved at me and then I’d been practically shoved into the Alpha’s car as the Luna and Alpha, plus their precious Brynn waved a jovial goodbye. Now I was traveling, the pack house getting further and further into the distance, while my stomach began to feel like there was a lead weight inside of it.
“Cheer up” Alpha Daxton purred, his fingers stroking my bare flesh as goosebumps rippled across it, “the journey’s not too long” he added with a sense of satisfaction that made me feel sick to my stomach.
I glared at him. He smirked. I hunched over in my seat. I contemplated opening the door and throwing myself out of it. But at the speed we were traveling, it would only result in my death. Or worse, severe injuries that would only cause pain and would still result in me being taken to Alpha Daxton’s pack. I shuddered at the thought. Alpha Daxton looked at his driver who remained staring fixedly at the road. He licked his lips. I eyed him suspiciously. What did he have in mind now? Wasn’t it enough that he was pressing his big, disgusting body against mine? Or that he was randomly speaking about what he would like to do to me, in the large confines of this vehicle? Did he have to continue to torture me with veiled threats of what was to come? I shivered, wishing I was dead right now.
He gave his driver a sharp look. “Neil,” he said and the driver looked in the rearview mirror, giving the Alpha his full attention.
“Yes Alpha Daxton?” he said calmly, still continuing to drive carefully as the Alpha smirked “Is there something you would like me to do?” he asked calmly.
Alpha Daxton looked out the window, where there was still plenty of forest surrounding us, a glint in his eyes. I didn’t like it. There was something about the way he looked that screamed out that there was danger coming. I could feel my body shaking violently.
“Find somewhere, a small clearing, that you can pull over to the side seeing as we are in neutral territory” he instructed coolly.
I frowned. Why did he want to stop? I knew instantly that this wasn’t good. I bit my lip. The driver looked a little taken aback but nodded his head in affirmation of his Alpha’s wishes.
Something felt wrong. There was no plausible reason for the driver to be stopping right now. My stomach began to tighten with anxiety.
The driver pulled over. Alpha Daxton grinned. “Neil,” he said in a dangerously quiet voice as the other cars pulled up behind us “please go and instruct the other cars to go on ahead, along with you while I stay behind with this girl. I intend on only being a few minutes” he added when he saw his driver frown.
New Book: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel
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