CHAPTER 6: KISS ASS

LILITH’S POV

I pass Ariel a constricted nervous smile before following Ivan out.

He occupies the next high role after Alpha Kain and a potential source of information, that is if I ever get on his good side.

He seems like the smart type that easily sees right through any possible façade I could whip up.

Having him as a target is a potential risk, seeing as he could figure me out in seconds, yet I don’t completely scratch him off my list.

“A piece of advice I’m sure you’ve heard more than a couple of times since coming here; if you want to keep that pretty head of yours on, it’d be best to hold your tongue and follow every single thing Alpha says.” Ivan says indifferently.

Not necessarily wicked, yet not caring if I drop dead right this second.

“You think I’m pretty?” I say, teasing instead of giving a serious response.

He stares right back at me blankly, coming to a sudden halt in front of the wide double doors of Alpha Kain’s office and pushing the doors open.

I pass one last sweet smile at him before walking in as expected of me.

Like before, Alpha Kain sits at his desk, fully absorbed in his work. It’s until I’m a few feet away from him before he finally looks up.

He drops his pen, rising to my feet.

“You took too long. Next time when I summon you, I expect you to reveal yourself in less than 30 seconds.” He quips obnoxiously with his arrogant nose high in the air

Suddenly, all that patience I had instilled into myself with calming breaths flies right out of me.

I force a smile, a sweet soft one. It’s better than silence.

His cold frown remains while he looks all over me now, assessing every inch of my body, like he’s suddenly realized some secret.

“Kneel.” He says suddenly with unwavering cold eyes.

I suck in every bit of my pride, dropping to my knee, looking up at him from my natural long and full lashes.

He towers over me with a very slight and not so obvious glint of satisfaction in his eyes, satisfied with flaunting his power over me to my face.

“This position suits you more.” He points out, picking up my chin harshly.

I maintain a strained smile, wanting to win his favor.

“Maybe now you realize your place after hours of reflection. Your only purpose is to serve.”

Suddenly, he loosens the buckles of his belt, followed by the zipping of his pants that fall half way down his legs. He looks at me like some cheap dirty hooker.

I bit harder on my lips, restraining myself harder than before..

“Suck.” He points his rod at me, saying the very brief command.

All I can think of is what kind of sick, messed up, over-entitled shit goes through his fucking mind.

Every bit of me screams fight back, unable to take the demeaning behavior of brutish men towards pretty girls they believed they owned.

My lack of movement irks him and he grips onto my chin again, forcing his rod right down my throat, groaning the process. All while, he uses my throat like some form of sex toy for his own pleasure.

It only takes a few minutes of highly concentrated tolerance and counting to 10 backwards for me to explode mentally and forcefully pull away from him, spitting out the other way while gasping desperately for air.

“What the hell!” I yell out, coughing and wheezing for air.

I take enough of it, coughing harder before I look up at him into those cruel green eyes.

“Is this some kind of sick punishment I get for disobeying your rules?”

Is he trying to get back at me by choking me?

I make the same mistake I had made hours ago, saying out how I really feel without a filter. I can't help it though, he simply infuriates me so much that I can't help saying what I really think.

He stares back at me coldly, suddenly gripping tightly onto my cheek like before.

“I have no use for a toy that can’t handle this much rough play.” He whispers harshly, displeased by my comment and audacity.

“Or maybe it’s just the size of your ego that has me choking.”

Shit, did it again.

Now he visibly vexes, lifting me with my face, with just my sore cheeks while I clamor to my feet as well.

“It seems the few hours of confinement weren’t enough to fix that disgusting attitude of yours.” His voice is deeper and colder, almost an inhumane growl.

This time, I shut up, not wanting to be locked in for more than a day the next time.

“This is what you wanted earlier, isn’t it? Purposely seducing me with your eyes at the auction like a desperate whore, sneaking into my office just to show me what you’re capable of, and worst off, causing a commotion; all to get my attention.” He lets go of my face, leaning in too close to me.

Close enough that his seductive scent filters into my nostrils again. I unwillingly take it in, the alluring scent of his.

“Desperate but impressive for a stupid she-wolf.” He snorts in the most disrespectful manner while mocking me.

He probably thinks that I’m being disrespectful just to gain some attention from him, but the truth is I can’t stand his attitude long enough to kiss his ass like a good girl.

Suddenly, I’m way too fed up with the disrespect to care. It’s clear he doesn’t even see me as a person or anything other than an object.

I scoff, staring back at the ass in disbelief. My obvious facial reactions towards him seems to tick him off even more and he continues.

“You seem to have forgotten where you stand. Don’t make me regret the pity I offered you.”

Pity?

“Trust me, the regret thing is a two way thing right about now.” I retort blankly without a skip in beat.

He growls quickly, very briefly the angry eyes of his wolf glares right back at me, showing me just how much of himself he’s been holding back to not rip me apart.

It takes only a glimpse of that to force my initial composure back, not wanting to be torn to pieces and leaving the mission half way done.

I flinch away just while he steps even closer, waiting for the impact of his fist before they hit.

Instead, the next time I open my eyes again, the distance between us is much larger than before while he paces back and forth in anger.

I’m quickly moved to take it all back, apologize and start again. Now, I know to expect the worst from him. I can handle this much better.

“Alpha…” I begin but he cuts in suddenly.

“You need to be locked up again.” He mutters mostly to himself.

I sigh, now tortured by the thought of being locked up in the four corners of my room for even more hours. Maybe this time it will be a full day.

Maybe I could possibly sneak out through a window or vent and head back outside to get more info from Kierra.

“Ivan.” He calls out to the Beta that shows up quickly.

“Lock her up.” He orders.

Ivan nods, walking up to me to take a hold of my arm like the previous guards had done.

“Lock her up in the dungeon room for three days.”

Wait, What?

I turn to look at him in disbelief and shock.

“W—Wait… please.” I plead just as Ivan grips my upper arm.

I call out to the bastard but he doesn’t bother looking up at me, dropping back at his desk and resuming work with the most unaffected gaze.

All while I’m dragged about like a criminal.

***

I remain quiet and unresisting while I follow Beta Ivan down to the dungeon, my new room for the meantime, till my punishment is over.

I blame only myself for my current predicament. What was I expecting openly displaying disagreement with a self-righteous psychopath?

And yet, I can’t bring myself to regret anything.

This isn’t like me at all.

I am Lilith Aragon, the best female spy my pack has to offer. I never let my emotions get the best of me and fuck up during missions. Why the hell does this one in particular affect me so much?

The pack and that annoying obnoxious glint in his eyes; why do I let it get to me?

Ivan pulls open the creaky metal bars and I walk in right before he shuts it, locking me in.

The window is about as tiny as my head with no spaces or holes in the wall, so definitely no escaping for me.

I expect Ivan to leave immediately but he lingers.

“I know it’s none of my business and I’m not one to say anything where they are not needed…” He begins, causing me to raise a brow.

Well, if you know you shouldn’t say shit, then don’t.

“You really gotta kiss major ass if you want to live up to a week. Alpha Kain is different from anything you’ve ever encountered before.” He says pokerfaced.

Tell me something I don’t know.

“Why do you care if I last here long enough?” I ask.

I never really appreciated unfounded concerns; there always is some kind of catch for anyone to be interested in you surving.

He shrugs, however, showing a bit of emotion besides indifference for the first time.

“You can say I find the new addition entertaining.”

By new addition, he definitely means me.

“What about you? Do you kiss the big bad Alpha’s ass to be here? Is that how you got the Beta gig?” I ask not having anything better to do and hey, he started the convo.

He simply looks at me before turning to leave.

While he walks away, I catch just a very brief flash of an entertained smile playing at his lips.