11

    ALINA

  

A flick sounded and the room was bathed in a warm flight. I didn’t know how he moved and turned the lights on. His figure remained tall and imposing on the other end of me.

My heart pounded in my chest. I didn’t know what to make of the feeling. It wasn’t relief. Quiet the opposite with how cold my toes had become.

I could see him very clearly now. It wasn’t the Wolf Slayer. But his beta. The same man that was in the car during our drive here.

  

He looked friendlier now that he was smiling. Though it was a sinister kind of smile. I couldn’t forget how merciless he had been at the camp. And while he didn’t look as scary as his brother. He had more of a charming and welcoming aura.

  

  He seemed like the type of person that would draw you in, make you comfortable with him. You won’t even realize when you’ll let your guard down. But he is always calculating and his attention is on you.

  

  When he is sure all your defences are down, he’ll attack you. And you’ll be so lost in the web he has wrapped around you, you won’t know where to start fixing the problem from.

  

  I told myself to not get lost in his words and definitely not his looks. Though I doubt he’ll try anything with me, seeing how his brother has claimed me.

  

  “You look like you’re about to bolt and I really don’t like that.” He sighed, tilting his head to the side like he was tired. “I want us to be friends. And you know how that works.”

  

  He stared at me expectantly, I didn’t know if that was a question or how I’m supposed to answer so I keep staring at him.

  

  “This isn’t going to be easy.” He sighed, as though he has given and then stood up.

  

  I almost breathe out a sigh of relief but then he spoke.

  

  “You’re right, Alexander. She isn’t going to fall for my antics. She is smart.” He was speaking loudly, probably talking to someone outside the door.

  

  My head whipped up so fast, it was a miracle it didn’t fall off. his laughter made me turn back. Confused and still a little panicked.

  

  I thought the lycan king was out there. Would he have killed me for speaking to his brother. Or not speaking to him rather. He did make it clear that he hated when I didn’t reply to him in words.

  

  “You thought he was out there.” He laughed, crouching and placing his hands on his knees.

  

  His body shook with his mirth. While I was still trying to find what he found so funny.

  

  I frowned a little, but I didn’t speak or even make any move. I was so used to people laughing at me. It was all they did to me while I was growing up. And I swallowed it like a champ. I’m not going to break just because he is doing it too.

  

  Really, nothing is going to change or has changed in my life. My bullies are just getting bigger and stronger. But they are all the same. Bullies.

  

  “Trust me, Alexander doesn’t have time for all these games and antics.” He made a face. “He is so boring. I, on the other hand, I’m the interesting brother. And I’ll be in your best interests to be in my favour and my good books.”

  

  I nodded, because he looked like he needed a reply. It seemed like that was all he wanted because he smiled and then walked out of the door. After welcoming me to the pack again.

  

  “I really hope you like it. I’m already liking that you are here.”

  

  I didn’t know what that meant. Or why he cared I was here. But I wasn’t going to question him. One thing that he said that I came to realise was true was;

  

  Alexander , like he referred to the wolf slayer as, really didn’t have time to play any mind games. In fact. He didn’t have time to do much of anything.

  

  I hear them almost every morning as they are heading out of the houses. Strategies are shared outside my door whenever they are passing. People talking a mile minute. I didn’t even try to keep up because I knew I wouldn’t understand any of it.

  

  The best part of him being so busy was, he forgot about my existence completely. So I didn’t have to worry about him doing anything to me. He barely noticed me.

  

  I was fed and given clothes. His beother, Claude, as he forced me to call him, will come once in a while to talk to me. He mostly talked and I listened.

  

  He was interesting to he around. But I wasn’t under any notion that we were friends.

  

Hailey would come here during the day. Which was the only time I was allowed to see her. I was just glad she was done.

  Alexander only sought me out twice. And both was to show me off. He like that I was pretty, he said as much. He liked that he had the best in the palace. But that was it.

  

  I always trembled when I heard his call. Thinking maybe, I made a mistake and did something that showed I was a werewolf and he was going to kill me.

  

  It didn’t help that I have been feeling sick since we got here.

  

  The camp may not be your usual home. But it was my home and no matter what, those people he killed were my family. I was really homesick and it was affecting me a lot.

  

  I’ve been here for a few days. Maybe two or three and I only saw him twice. I haven’t been outside the gates yet. I didn’t know if I was allowed and I didn’t want to risk it.

  

  A knock on my door startles me from my thoughts. I got up and rushed to open it, but even before I got there, it was pushed open.

  

  Alexander’s tall form filled the doorway. And when he entered and closed the door, he took up more than half of the space in the room. Making me feel incredibly small even on my feet.

  

  “Get dressed.” He said, like he had the first two times he came in. “you’re meeting a close friend of mine. I suggest you be on your best behaviour.”

  

  “Yes, sir.” I rushed out and quickly ran to the closet. He stood there as I get dressed, an almost bored look on his face.

  

  When I was done, he opened the door and I walked out.

  

  This isn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be. It was’t conventional but it could be worse.