005 His Surprise

Dahlia's POV

Lola takes her drink for a sip, her eyes landing on the glass like it suddenly grows so interesting that it catches her full attention. 

But her ears are burning red.

"I never had anyone before, and it has never been a problem." Alpha Damon grunts in frustration, ignoring the man's suggestion altogether.

I literally watch embarrassment replace the anticipation on Lola's face.

"That's because you are showing a good attitude with your mate-hunting visits! Which you stopped!" The guy huffs, also in frustration. 

I think he is some elderly of the pack -- as in, some high ranks who served the Alpha before Alpha Damon, and is now retired.

Though I didn't know the devil himself would have mate-hunting visits -- to visit other packs hoping to find your true mates. I laugh at that image.

"That's amusing to you?" Ignoring the elderly, Alpha Damon lowers his head at me, looking into my eyes as if he really cares about my opinion, "Sounds like YOU want to be my Luna?"

And get imprisoned here forever?

"I know my place, Alpha," I answer calmly with the tamed smile he was looking for from me.

Alpha Damon curves his lips. I would have mistaken his smile for kindness if his eyes didn't turn colder.

But totally not getting the satisfaction on his Alpha's face, the elderly somehow sees a great opportunity in this and hastes: "Even she could do! Actually, all the better! It's not a good image for an Alpha to keep a sex slave in public, but if you give her an empty title--"

Alpha Damon finally loses his patience and cuts that man off in a flat tone: "She is an omega."

The elderly falls into silence, and so does everyone around us.

I feel blood draining from my face.

Why would he announce that? Just to stop a boring small chat? Sure I was the one humiliated, but does he come off any better?!

I know I shouldn't have expected anything from him, but when he utters those words it still hurts.

I didn't know I could still feel hurt.

"You are right, I am but just a filthy omega," I sit up, having no idea how I'm managing a smile but I am, "so if I can be excused--"

"Are you throwing a tantrum again? I merely stated the truth, no?" Alpha Damon furrows his eyebrows, and instantly his dangerous tone wakes up the memory of my pain just now.

"It is. So why do you still want me sitting on your lap? I don't want to stain your tidy suits!" My tone is getting sour but I can barely maintain my anger.

The whole table falls into an awkward silence. I can feel the eyes landing on me like burning needles poking me, some even belong to the dancing pool. Alpha Damon purses his lips and darts his eyes off me with an impatient huff.

I feel like he's going to throw me on the floor the next second.

He didn't.

"Stay." In the end he just commands, "They got a surprise later. It can be fun."

Turns out it Was fun, for them.

The surprise he got me is the worst thing one can possibly do to another. 

"Alpha, this is the gift!" Not too long after the crowd forgot our little outburst, Lola charges back into the room, "the gift" behind her back as she grins at Alpha Damon.

The gift is a file folder.

Alpha Damon flips it open right under my nose, and blood rushes to the top of my head when I barely finished the title--

The Enfeoffment of The Scarlett Creek

That's where our pack was! That's my mother's land! The league is distributing out our land and Alpha Damon got it?!

I shoot my head up at Lola. She is grinning evilly like a greedy monster! She knew! She knew that's my land and she wanted me to see this!

"You--you did this?!" I jerk off Alpha Damon to charge at Lola, yet she doesn't even dodge.

She doesn't have to, because Alpha Damon kicks me behind my knee and makes me fall back onto his lap.

"You don't want to make a scene tonight, little thing!" Alpha Damon warns me by my ear as he throws the file aside.

"Alpha, I know you are not interested in enclaves outside your territory, but this one is too valuable to pass," Lola grins happily at me when she pretends it's all for her Alpha's benefit. 

How could anyone not see the viciousness in her eyes?!

A growl escapes me, and the next second Alpha Damon catches me by my throat and muffles me like I'm a mad dog. His iron arms pin me down like chains. I struggle on his lap but to little use. 

I can only watch the fucking woman keep on talking about my homeland as if it's a piece of cake, a not-delicious one no less!