I hear the words crystal clear.“Lord Van Djik has been found dead. Outside, in the gardens”. In a split second, all forms of laxity that had been on Draaven's face disappears and just like that, he's back to Alpha Draaven again. He pauses for a full second before pushing up to his feet, heading out without as much as a word to me or the gamma that had brought the message. I push up to my feet in haste and make to follow him but he turns around so swiftly. “Stay here”. He says, his voice low and commanding. What's the essence of this? If a body has been found in our environment, it's of concern to me too.“This is very much my business…..”.“I said stay back, Valeria. Please”. He doesn't raise his voice one bit but every word is infused with enough authority to make anyone cower. Still, he said please. I guess that's something. He storms out of the doors but not before he whispers to the gamma to ensure that I stay inside. I glare at the both of them hotly. Like the gamma could stop
When the door closes behind the detective, I fall back onto my seat, my eyes wide in shock. I can still hear his voice echoing in my head. Wolfsbane….he said. In that particular moment, it felt like I have never dreaded a word more. They are back. It has to be them. It has to be. The same people who attempted to kill me are back again. I push up to my feet, the room suddenly feeling stuffy. Or is it my shirt? I reach up, loosening the neckline of my shirt in the hopes that it'll make me feel better. It doesn't. Focusing on my breathing exercises, I walk around the room, practicing all the old tricks to calm down. Counting numbers, identify objects, thinking of colours. I guess some things never get old because they do work. When I'm as calm as I can be, I settle back down into my seat and try to talk myself out of this. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe I'm paranoid. Maybe I'm losing my marbles….heck in this moment, I'd rather receive a diagnosis that I'm crazy than have to confirm my suspicion
“Mauve or blush pink?”. Edna asks, holding up two very different dresses from my closet. I don't hesitate to make my choice.“Blush pink”. I say. It's an off the shoulder summer dress with full cap sleeves. I'm not really sure what theme the evening is based on but I really don't think it's going to be a grand affair. This is Trish after all. Today is her birthday. And I had only found out this morning when a strange man had led a full serenade up to our front gates in the wee hours of the morning. Not even Tricia’s unimpressed face had deterred him from his mission, as he had sung his heart out along to an orchestra and into the drastically large bouquet flowers he has been clutching. Upon inquiry, I had found out that he was the heir to the leading brewery company of the pack, I'd have never guessed. Apparently, he has always made his interest in Trish known and took every chance he gets as an excuse to shower her with affection. Apparently, this has been going on for three years to
Finally, Trish lets go of him and he stalks forward towards the table.“You can take the head seat”. Trish says hurriedly and makes forward, taking off the single balloon that had been placed on the seat meant for the starcelebrant. She doesn't seem to mind, she's just very excited that her brother showed up for her birthday. Makes me wonder if Jade will ever be this excited to simply….have me na. I expect him to say a no, thank you but he only nods in acknowledgement and truly approaches the seat. When he gets to the back of my own chair, he reaches out, running his fingers lightly over the bare skin of my shoulder. Goosebumps explode on my skin at the sensation of his touch. I hold his gaze as he pulls out his seat and when he winks at me, I feel my knees actually turn to jelly, thank fucking goodness that I'm seated..The omegas on duty each of us some wine and we raise a toast to the birthdy girl. And all this while, Draaven's eyes don't levve my face. I don't get why he's staring
We begin packing for my trip the next day. I had asked Draaven where we were headed but he had simply told me that it was a surprise and to just carry bikinis. That had gotten me massively excited. The beach life was a staple in the south but since coming here, I've not heard of or seen any beaches around. I hope there's more sunshine where we are going, more warmth. If I see one more place with ice capped mountains, I'm going to lose my mind.I can't even hide my excitement all through the day and that transfers to Edna too by default. We are both in really high spirits as we deliberate on what to pack and how much to pack. It feels damn good to just think about…nice things, no stress, no work…. just me….and Draaven. Trish joins us sometime along the evening and she brings along a bag of snacks.“Woah what's all that?”. I chuckle as she dumps the truckload of junk on my bed. I know none of these snacks. I guess our ways of lives in both packs were really totally different.“What?”. S
I'm shown to my room and I must say, I'm heavily impressed. In the middle of the island is a sprawling glass complex with rooms on every floor. I have been brought to the 8th floor and from what I can see, we are the only ones on it. If a pack leader is occupying every floor, that means there are 11 pack leaders present. That's a lot of power in one place. My gammas take my luggage in and the one who seems to be the leadee informs me that they'll be taking turns of two standing outside my door. I don't think it's necessary in all honesty but that's their job and sole purpose of being here after all. And if Draaven had sent them along with me, he must have had his reasons. The three attendants who had attended to me organized my things into the closet snd inform me that if I needed their services, I just had to pull the bell. When I was finally left alone and the door shut behind me, I turn the lock immediately and sigh in reliefI've been craving a lot of space since I got on that jet
We are led into the dining room and I make a point of choosing a seat from the hosts….Troy in particular. Among the guests, there's a Luna who has actually come alone too. In my desperate situation, I'm a bit tempted to befriend her, just so I can have company while keeping Troy’s eyes off my chest. But she's so not young, and I can't begin to even imagine why she would have come alone. She's also a bit on the reserved side and I can't tell she's not having a good time at all. Sitting beside her during dinner would be a good time to spark up some conversations. The gamma is just about to pull out my seat for me when Troy’s voice travels through the room.“Valeria….”. He calls. I turn sharply, as does everyone in the room. I'm so embarrassed. “There's a seat here for you and Draaven. If you don't occupy it, no one will”. The seat he talks about is directly opposite theirs and right now, I wonder what he's trying to do. Regardless, everyone in the room is looking and if I refuse to sit
There's a collective gasp in the room and I push up from my seat hurriedly, lunging at Draaven. There's a dangerous glow in his eyes and his jaw is set hard as he continues to stalk forward towards Troy, his hands flexing angrily by his side.“Draaven”. I call out. “Draaven!!!!!”. My arms are wrapped tightly around his torso and I'm giving it my physically possible best to stop him from proceeding. A couple of the other alphas are on their feet and thankfully, a few of them are aiding me in holding Draaven back while the other half are making sure Troy is okay and stopping him from advancing for a fight.“Draaven!!! Can you just stoppp????”. I yell, the fiercest emotions choking my throat. He finally looks at me and when he does, the angry glow in his eyes finally die down. He glances down at my arms wrapped desperately around his torso and when he begins to calm down, I also feel it. Coldly, he shrugs off the alphas holding him back before turning to Troy, his mouth turned down in an