Acting So stubborn

POV: Keith

“Don’t listen to one word she is saying, Alpha. Please hold up to your end of the bargain with my husband, do not let her out of your sight, I beg of you. She is only a child, I believe she will come around after spending a few years in your care. Her father and I could never stop her from being rude, and we would never be able to save her even if we tried. You can forget about the myth and your destinies. Just keep my daughter safe, that’s all I ask of you.” Her mom sobbed in front of me, begging for the same thing her husband had always wanted to.

“There is no need to keep repeating your request, Mrs. Cooper. I am a man of my word, and I have already promised your husband that I would look after his daughter. I plan to keep my end of the bargain, I just need her to recover from this, then I’m taking her away.” I responded.

“May the Goddess bless you, Alpha Keith, and may you find your true purpose, and fulfill your destiny.” She told me, beaming with joy.

“Enough talks about the silly myth, how the hell do I get her to sign the damn papers?” I asked her.

“That won’t be a problem, I assure you. I’ll get them signed myself, and I’ll make her believe that her father already sealed the deal before he died. Just one get her before the others find out our location and come for her. I can’t fight them off, I can’t protect us.” She let out sadly, thinking of her husband and the night he tried to protect them.

“I will keep her safe, just sign the documents and skip town for now. You will be in danger as long as you remain in this city. They will try to use you to get to her, and I don’t want to have to choose between you two. So make yourself unavailable.” I told her. I don’t want to have to choose because I would save this innocent woman and throw her arrogant child to the enemies if the need arises. Her father already gave his life for her, I won’t let her mother die for her sake too, I won’t allow it. I left the hospital a few hours later, and I sent Pete to check up on her daily to confirm her condition and inform me if she was strong enough to be taken by me.

I’m not her mom or dad, and I have no time to pamper a spoilt child, and that is why I need her on her feet before she comes with me. But the reports in getting about her improvements are quite annoying, to say the least. First, the doctors record an excellent recovery by her, stating in their reports that she is doing just fine. But she never admits to being okay, and that is making the whole process slow and annoying. Each time Peter visits, he comes back with a bad report, but when I ask the doctor about her recovery process, he assures me that she is perfectly fine. This made me feel that she could be faking it to remain stuck in that hospital bed. I don’t know why she would do something like this, but I decided to go over there again and see her for myself.

"Hello, Ameera." My eyes run over the small figure on the bed comfy before settling on her face. I could think of a million other places to be than to be here but unfortunately, business had to be done.

"You look much better than the last few days." I continued as I walked closer to her bed, seeing as she wasn't making any move to speak. Was she dumb?

"Yeah well, my mother has been doing a good job in taking care of me." She let out softly, feigning weakness.

“Ahh she speaks,” I thought to myself, nodding my head. It’s quite a pity to think that someone so beautiful could be so annoying and rude.

"How are you feeling after such a tragic accident?" I asked her. She eyes me cautiously as I walk over to the loveseat in her room. Girly shit, who the fuck has a pink furry loveseat in a bedroom?

"I've been better, but I guess I'm thankful that I'm alive." Yeah, pity once again I muttered softly.

"Yes well in as much as I sympathize with you concerning the accident, we have pending matters to attend to." She looks confused and I hold myself back from rolling my eyes at her obvious pretense, was she trying to pull off the amnesia stunt on me? Not wanting to waste any more time, I quickly summarized our past ongoing deal which had yet to be finalized due to the accident. "The finalization and transfer of assets, and coming to live with me until the Alphas give up their search for you. I'd like to know if you've changed your mind in regards to transferring the assets to me seeing...."

"No, I haven't, you can have it all." She cuts me off and I must confess I'm a bit surprised.

"Really you can, it's not like I'd know how to handle such large family properties. Besides, I should be grateful that you agreed to take care of me and protect me. Thank you, Alpha." She continues and I look at her suspiciously. That was easy, way too easy. What was she up to?

We continue to stare at each other, both of us wanting to see who'd back down first. A knock on the door eventually breaks our stare and we both turn our attention to her mom who walks in with a tray of refreshments and sets them on the bedside table.

"Alpha Keith, please help yourself to some refreshments. Darling, I brought you your favorites." Lorraine smiles at the both of us. It was a pity that such a good woman ended up with a brat like Ameera for a daughter.

"I thank you Lorraine, but I'm afraid I can't stay for any refreshments. I was about to leave before you came in but thank you for your generosity." She nods understandably and with that I excuse myself, taking my leave.

Shutting the car door, I take hold of the wheels, drumming my fingers against them as I recall the calm expression on Ameera's face as we spoke. Judging by her past character which I'd made research about, I was expecting her to try to seduce me or make a bargain with me before handing me the assets but she didn't. She didn't behave anything like her usual self which made me think she was perhaps another person. I snort at the thought. Shaking away the thoughts in my head, I pull away from their home. But I couldn’t shake off the feeling that she was up to no good, and so I decided to find out what she could be planning. I dialed Collin, my private investigator, and I asked him to have her phone to see what she was up to.

“I want to who she spoke to, and what she has been planning these last few days,” I instructed him firmly. You can imagine my shock when he called back a few hours later to inform me that she had found another buyer for her father's assets and she is planning to fame her illness until she sells off everything and elope with the money. That fucking pissed me off, I called Mrs. Cooper immediately, and I

Scolded her angrily for being too gentle with Ameera.

“Get her stuff together, I’m picking her up tomorrow!” I told her, sounding as pissed as fuck.