Chapter 2 Alpha Lord Lugard

Lugard's Pov

I curl up on the cold cemented floor wearing just worn out shorts as I battle with my mind into letting me fall asleep and perhaps to forget the hunger I felt.

There's a sudden interruption, I hear the heavy gate produce a sound, alarming me to sit up immediately. It opens, ushering light into the dungeon as a result.

Four people stood outside the gate, staring at me in disgust, probably because they were getting tired of pushing. Three men and one woman.

The first man entered, he didn't seem to care much about me. The second however looks at me like he was staring right at a piece of garbage. The third looks as greedy as his round pot belly which shook with every step he took. Around here, he was the boss and more.

Finally the woman, a maid, looking nervous and yet trying to hold her composure walks in with a pot of fire.

For her part, she places the pot down and flounces. "Hey, boy." The pot-bellied man calls and I squirm. Meanwhile, the rod is in the pot of fire heating.

He dragged me by my shorts and with the help of the others, they hung me to a metal poll. This is my three square meal replace with actual food—being subjected to a torture for a crime I never committed.

My jaw slacked with breath coming in pants, perspiration forming on brows and my underarms as I saw the man pull the rod out of the fire. I shut my eyes not to witness what he had to do.

The rod comes into contact with my back and I scream in anguish, the sound choking my throat as my mouth is stuffed with a piece of smelling cloth. They ask me questions however, the only thing I could hear and register is Princess Isadora and nothing else. She—the reason for this pain…

I wake drenched in sweat, the sheet clinging to my skin as I look around in fear, this place had light and there was nothing to fear, I wasn't 17 anymore and best of all, I wasn't in captivity. I assure myself, reminding me to normalize my breathing.

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Just in front of my room, I lean forward on the golden handrail to inspect how the room is set for tonight's event. It's perfect, to say the least, with securities at vantage points.

An Empire chandelier hung to cast its hues on the rectangular table surrounded by 32 tables for elders of the ceremony. Some servants movie around, seeing to the finish of the declarations.

I smirk, a devilish kind! There is the empty Alpha's throne blinking seductively at me, wanting me to caress.

Just a few hours more and we are going to be wedded and make love until death do us part. I thought! Though still, that is going to be a very long time. Given the fact, if I had not died before then scratch it, it wasn't going to be any sooner.

I go back inside, the royal-made clock on the wall reads 6:45 pm and the event is going to start at half past 8. A knock comes at the door and my guard enters.

He kneels and says, "The servants are here, Sir, shall I let them in?"

It is Sir for the moment, soon, I am going to be their Alpha and Lord.

"Let them in, Sam."

A few seconds later, they enter. Two African American with shining ebony skin, large eyes complementing their beauty and a fake long straight dirty blonde hair. Next in line are two girls probably 19 or less, their eyes and their thick hair showing they either came from Russia or Turkey. They are such a beauty. Four gems to see my cleaning and my dressing. Initially, when I came to the house, I was quite uncomfortable with that but now it's the new normal.

Swiftly enough, we are done showering, I am clad in a black suit, my usual. Looking at myself in the mirror, a faint smile of satisfaction flashes my lips. Who could judge that the seat didn't suit me? No one would even dare. The person's tongue will disappear in that same second.

Dinner is served in my room, I finish eating and the table is cleared almost immediately. The time is up, Sam just notified me.

I fetch the DKNY Golden Delicious perfume with the most beautiful housing of apple golden glass. Actually, it's 1 million, which should explain the wealth I have inherited. And just like its name, it's delicious.

I am prepared for the event with confidence. On the stairs, I exhale sharply, then descend gracefully to join the elders. My throne is still yearning for me.

With a standing ovation, I walk in, take my seat and they do likewise.

Their past Beta stands up. All dressed in white like he was baptizing his first child after the doctor had precisely told him he was never going to have a child. He smiled, lines appearing on his old-weakened face.

"Greetings, Mr. Lugard! And greetings to every elder of the Salt Lake pack. It's been a few weeks after the burial of our Queen and we know the reason why we are gathered here this serene evening. We are here to honor her last wish of making Mr. Lugard the Alpha of our pack."

He pauses to engage himself in what I am doing, looking around to register everyone's expression and reaction. They nod and smile, as usual, it was their heart that would carry the resentment.

He continues his voice is raspy as before. He felt it was awkward and he clears his throat. He speaks and it's much better. In the next few seconds, they all repeated yes.

"I guess we have witnessed some of his abilities and strength and we have full confidence in him, don't we?"

The elders looks into each other's eyes, probably searching for the answer, I didn't know. Finally, four of them said yes in unison. A pot-bellied man rises to his feet and says yes in a caps lock.

"Mr. Lugard, they have all affirmed the confidence they have in you. We should hope that we are not going to regret our decision today."

I didn't think I was supposed to showcase my teeth for that. I sit down, as serious as I was from the genesis of the meeting.

"So now, I and the elders of the Salt Lake pack pronounce you as our new Alpha and Lord. From this day on, you occupy our throne as Alpha Lord Lugard."

I smirk, some claps and the rest applauds. The throne also smiles, waiting for me to take careful steps to sit down. They also stand up, I calmly take my seat on the Golden throne as Lord Lugard.

The room becomes noisy as they are feeling enthusiastic toward their current Lord. I stand and silent them with my hand hoist in the air.

"I should say you made the good decision to honor our Queen's wish. And tonight, I vow by this throne that I am gonna lay my life down for the throne. I will treat the pack as though it was a fresh heart in hand."

A speech as simple as that's accompanied by a smirk. Actually, that is all I can offer, the uncertainties of life made me forget how to smile.

"It's time for the beers, tequilas. Cocktails and champagne should be reserved for our women." The Beta announced loudly.

The elders waited for me to vacate the throne room before they can leave. That's how it's done on this part. All heads bow for me to walk out.

The party is the biggest thing you can ever imagine. Blondes dominating the place with long legs emerging from different textures of Satin.

I am to have my private parties inside my room. Sam knows my choices of women, I didn't have much interest in blondes. I have my reasons and it's very fair.

Sam enters with three spent girls, smelling of wine and giggling because they were to share the same bed with their Lord. That's quite an achievement, you know?

The morning drew quickly and I was now ready to put my goal into action. I had all the backups, money—a lot of money and power.

Two weeks have passed since becoming Alpha. There were some difficulties I encountered at the office. And Sam advised me to take lessons to make it easier. I felt reluctant to go, however, when I finally went, I felt it was useful. And each morning before I stepped out, I would check the tattoo on my chest to remind me of my purpose in life. The words were carefully striated 'Princess Isadora' just beneath one deep scare.

I am late for the early morning class but something is going to make me miss class for sure. The car pulls over at the car park and I see her coming towards my direction, Princess Isadora. The same golden hair, large emerald eyes, and a smile blooming like a rose flower exposed to sunlight.

I am sure what I am feeling but it wasn't beneficial to my plans for her. I get out of my car, I turn again and she's nowhere to be found. I wonder if I had imagined her or if she was actually here.

I turn around to look for her but she is nowhere in sight. Anyway, I give up, I know I am going to find her again some time.

I get into the elevator, it opens again and a blonde slips into me, our lips technically pressing against each other like in the movies and in books.

And surprisingly, she isn't just any other blonde. She is Princess Isadora, my target. Our eyes entwine into each other, searching for God knows what.

She frees herself from my grip and flinches, but does not stop staring. I avert my gaze immediately with the fear she might remember who I am. I doubt it though.

"I…I am sorry, Mr." She said, stammering, her voice soft and melodies, easily capturing even the hardest heart into imprisonment.

"You slipped, you don't have to feel sorry for that." I offer, as calm as if I wasn't the person speaking. I find myself staring down at her lips, wanting to feel the unexplainable rush that passed through me.

"You are kind, Mr. I am new here, could you show me to the library?" She said I am kind, wow, she doesn't know what she is talking about.

"And my name is Lyanna Coblah, what's yours?"

"I will make you my wife, you get that, Princess Isadora?" I whisper but she hears it. She creases her brows and frowns as if she has no idea of what I am talking about. But what if she didn't? Why is she Lyanna instead of Isadora?

"Excuse me, what did you just say?" She asks, calmly yet firmly.

"I said we are going to be married." My expression is cold, hers warm because she thought it was just a mere joke. She giggles cutely.

"You must be kidding, Mr."

"We will see about that, Princess." I smirk and she smiles.

"Alpha Lord Lugard." I open my eyes, drowning into the pool of disappointment as I realize it's all a dream. Oh fuck! It mustn't be! Well, unfortunately it's a dream, it's five in the morning and the ladies from last night were still in here with me. Thankfully, the Alpha part wasn't a dream.

"Did I tell you about meeting Isadora or something likable?"