Chapter 3 Alpha Gael
GAEL’S POV
I inhaled the air of the musty room, which might sound weird, but I like the smell that comes from the gathering of so many people in one place. It lets me feast my bright eyes on the most beautiful of all and make her mine. It's no longer news that the male population of the pack hates me. It's not like I care. I am the Alpha of the Sunset Pack, and I would get whoever and whatever I want. That is the perk of being the leader.
My eyes roamed the room as I searched for my interest for the night. She is supposed to come to me today. I don't need to worry much about her refusing me because many of my concubines willingly give themselves off to me. However, I am generous enough to pay a reasonable amount for them. I try to make my subjects happy. Being a delight to the eyes, people with good eyesight love to feast on me. For some reason, I find myself unnecessarily patient with this new girl.
I have been seeking her face for a long while, but she fades off like Cinderella, and the only difference is she doesn't precisely wear or own a glass slipper. During one of my random mall tours, I saw her innocently leaving the place. Since then, I have asked my men to monitor her closely. Without too much ado, her parents were ready to sell her off to me without hesitation. I get her tonight, and they get paid. It's always a very juicy transaction, and I can't wait to roam my long fingers on her milk skin tonight and have her wiggle under my weight, which could either be in pain or pleasure. I don't give a fuck, as long as I am enjoying every bit of it.
"Are you at it again?" A displeased tone bickered behind me.
Pouting tiredly, I turned to stare at her. "What is it, Gemma?"
Gemma folded her arms angrily, "why do you always have to do this to me? Don't you have tons of women at your beck and call? Why are you still desperate for more?"
I furrowed my brows, staring blankly at her. "Are you questioning my authority right now?"
She gulped slowly, "I didn't mean it like that. I think the party is beginning to get to me."
"Then go find something to do or, better still, get some sleep. Could you not make me lose it? I am enjoying the night too much as it is." I warned.
She sauntered away hurriedly, leaving me to my thoughts. As much as I desire Gemma, she still has to know her place. I don't fancy people who try to act too important in my life. It irks the shit out of me. I groaned when I couldn't see my intention anymore. She had been talking to one ginger-haired guy the other time, and I had sent one of my girls to him to whisper to his ears not to try anything stupid. Turns out he is her mate.
A devilish grin appeared on my face, and the young man looked like he would throw up when he turned away from her. Somebody must have broken his heart, poor guy. They would have difficulty getting over each other, but I am sure they would be fine. It can't be that bad. I want to laugh out loud so severely. It feels good to have that much control.
Motioning towards the head of guards, he ran a few steps to me. "Yes, Alpha."
"Where is the girl? She is supposed to be given out to me tonight. I don't know what's going on and why I can't see her. Ensure to find her." I ordered. "While doing that, bring those bloody parents to me."
She and her family had better not play funny with me. I have had cases of some families agreeing to sell off their daughters and eventually backing out because they feel sorry for themselves. I don't take unfulfilled promises lightly, so I always keep my end of the bargain by paying them handsomely.
"If it isn't the man of the hour." The Beta's second-in-command and my best friend, Ezra, taunted.
I snickered, downing the rest of my champagne. "What do you want from me?"
"I thought you were taking a new interest tonight. Why are you looking like someone who got dumped along the way?"
I glare at him, "For a subject, you have a big mouth. I am still your Alpha, you know." If not for Ezra being more of a brother to me than a friend, I would have loved to wring his neck. Frustrating me is his favorite playtime.
He laughed heartily, "Talk to me. What's going on?"
I didn't get to respond before my guards dragged in the parents of the intended girl. My face morphed into a tight frown.
"Where is she?" I growled.
The wife appeared to have a bolder look, unlike the husband, who seemed to quiver a little—such an imbecile. "I have asked my daughter to get her, dear Alpha. You don't need to worry."
A cold snort escaped my lips, "you think I am worried? If I smell a bit of foul play around here, I promise to teach you and your entire family a lesson you will never be able to forget in a lifetime. Keep them by the side." I instructed.
Ezra was no doubt stifling a laugh, and he is the only one who disregards me when I am trying to play a tyrant. "What if you end up not liking her?" He whispered in my ear.
"Shut up!" I retorted. The intention is not to like her. I need a new play toy. Sometimes, most of the ladies end up working as my maids when they eventually don't catch my interest. I can't have my money go to waste, so they have to work without getting paid. "I want this one in particular." I grinned.
"No one catches your interest better than Gemma. You should forget about all of this and settle with her."
"Not here, Ezra. I am having a party, and I only want to enjoy every bit of it. Get the fuck out of my ear!" He raised his hands in surrender. "Alright, I am on my way. Have fun."
My patience began to run thin after Ezra left; the party didn't seem so appealing anymore. The lots were super drunk and acting horny. I think I am ready to get out of here. My thoughts halted when loud murmurs bounced through every corner of the room, and people seemed to be moving out of the way to give room to whoever was making a fuss. A smirk formed on my lips when the guards dragged her to me with her hair. My night feels complete.
Chapter 4 A commodityNIA’S POVAt this point, I have to agree with fate; I'm not among the lucky folks the goddess chooses to grant whatever wish they desire. When I thought I could run and never return with Kingston's help, despite my broken heart and cluelessness, I didn't mind picking up my pace. It's frustrating that I'll be returning home to the Hayes home.However, I didn't get the chance to run too far before Mindy caught up with me. I hate that I'm a half-breed. The disadvantage of being half wolf and half human is that you can never speed up enough or better than a full wolf. I have no idea how Mindy found out about me leaving when Kingston had shielded me from curious eyes. I thought I had gone far enough to rest, but Mindy jumped out of nowhere and scratched my face.Despite my struggle to free myself and fight back, her bones crushed me, and when it felt like she might kill me, I gave in—surrendering myself to a miserable life and accepting that I would never be free. I f
Chapter 5 The half-breedGAEL’S POVFor a while now, I haven't felt this kind of excitement about meeting a new concubine. Entering the room and seeing her in the dress that I had Gemma pick out personally has me very intrigued. I knew she would have a fit when she eventually saw the dress on another lady, but I would worry about that later—probably take her on another wild shopping spree like she loves. My eyes lingered on her as I shut the door behind me. She is shy, her eyes darting back and forth to avoid mine."What's your name?" I asked."Nia," she mumbled in a low tune.As I got closer, an odd smell emitted from her wolf; it didn't feel whole. Standing at the foot of the bed, it became stronger. "What's that smell?" I asked.She finally looked up at me, and those were indubitably the most beautiful emerald eyes I have ever seen. Damn! Now I remember the exact reason I insisted on having her. Her kind of looks are rare to find. It's a good thing I jumped on the moving wagon on t
Chapter 6 Trouble callingNIA’S POVIt felt like a dream when somebody dumped a whole bucket of water on me. My body went into paralysis mode as the cold bit deep into my skin."Get up, you lazy fag!" My demon-possessed roommate yelled at me. My eyes were still closed, but I could hear giggles behind her. It's no doubt the maids from the other room.It has been my routine for the past two weeks since I started working as a maid. I have no idea how the rumors spread to the entire pack house, but everyone now knows that I am a half-breed. Everyone thinks it's intriguing to poke fun at me. It's also sad that I can't retaliate. There isn't much work around here since they have enough hands.However, the other maids make it a point of duty to make my life as miserable as it can get. I get assigned so many tasks that I miss my daily meal. They also won't let me have a good sleep. One would think I am in debt to them for the hatred to be this much. Sniffing, I sat up, gently shivering hard.
Chapter 7 The ConcubinesGAEL’S POVMy forehead ached as I leaned into the couch, humming in satisfaction at the soft hands massaging my shoulder. I had quite a long day running the pack's activities, which could be exhausting. I entered my private chamber, where a few of my concubines swayed their waists to entertain me and make me feel better. The reason why I love having them around is because they provide a distraction.The front door yanked open violently, but I kept my eyes closed, not bothering to open them. "Get out, you sluts!" Gemma yelled at them in her most controlling tone.The concubines grumbled and dragged themselves out slowly. I didn't think I knew half of their names. They just did whatever I ordered them to. Opening one of my eyes to see where Gemma was, I saw her strolling seductively towards me, straddling my thighs."Hey, baby," I muttered when she kissed my lips."Honey," she slurred, resting her head against my chest while caressing my arm. She was possessive.
Chapter 8 A Man in the FieldNIA’S POV“How is it that she is allowed in our midst?" One of my roommates, Penelope, questioned. She and the other one, Emily, had been at it all evening when we returned to the room after a long day's work. They no doubt felt bored and saw me as a means of entertainment. They were insulting me and calling me names for being a half-breed. I thought my birth pack was the only one with an extreme hatred for half-breeds. I didn't realize I walked into a dead end all by myself. I don't know how to respond to them, not because I am scared to give them a deserving response. It's more because I am exhausted from doing chores beyond me. I use half of my day doing chores that would burn me out with the hope that the Alpha is taking note of how much work I am putting in. The rest of the time, I contemplate how to escape and stay far away from here—zero friends and many foes. I don't know how long I might be able to hold up. It's more frustrating that I have to
Chapter 9 The MeetingGAEL’S POVHe exchanged a look with Ezra after mind-linking him, and he refused to pay me any mind. I want to leave the confines of this hall so bad. One of the most dreadful reasons I do not enjoy being Alpha is sitting in a large hall filled with elderly pack council members and discussing matters concerning the pack. It would have been fair if we got to discuss and reason simultaneously. But these old imps seem to enjoy bickering at each other. At any chance, provided they argue and throw jabs at each other. It did resort to a kind of entertainment sometimes. But it becomes burdensome when the discussion base is a complicated matter like this. "Can we all ensure silence in the hall!" Ezekiel's rambunctious voice circled the space. "Shouldn't you all act your age? What solution would come from arguing with each other?" That is the reason why Ezekiel would always be excellent at his job. The elders looked ashamed as they all bowed their heads, murmuring an apo
Chapter 10 Her friend, PerryNIA’S POVI looked around the path again to be sure no creepy individual was coming behind me. I don't know what I was thinking before making my way here. One thing was sure, though. I want to meet Perry again. Her presence would probably give me the strength to keep pushing through the hurdle of living here.My eyes darted back to the fresh cut on my upper arm. One of the kitchen maids tested her throwing ability today while cutting out the vegetables. I got slashed by the knife where I was innocently washing up the dishes. I couldn't do anything as I bled; nobody came to my rescue. Instead, they kept laughing at me, calling me weak.For days now, I have been trying to reach Kingston, but to no avail. I'm starting to think he abandoned me. But then, I reminded myself of all the good things he has done for me. He even risked getting disowned by his parents to find me. Probably, he is too busy or lost his phone. Also, whenever I try to ask Darien if he hear
Chapter 11 Silly GemmaAUTHOR’S POVGemma jabbed at her food lazily; she didn't seem to have much interest in the food. Ezekiel watched her closely with his under-eye. She is trying to get her way out of the house by throwing a tantrum. But he knows better than to let her get her way this time. Suddenly, Gemma threw down her cutlery, wiping at her mouth with a napkin. "I'm heading out!" She announced, pushing the chair back. "You haven't even eaten half of your meal." Her mother, Daniella, commented. Ezekiel cleared his throat, taking a sip of his water. "And where do you think you are going, young lady?" Gemma scoffed, "Where else, dad? I am either shopping, hanging with the girls, or spending time with Gael." She stressed the name so much everyone winced on her behalf. "How did I birth such a shameless child like you?" Her father spat in distaste. "Ezekiel!" Daniella called out softly. "Easy, uncle." Ezra, who had been extremely quiet, chipped in. He shook his head stubbornl