Snitch

She collapsed on the floor with an exaggerated wail.

"Derrick, look at what this jinx just did to my dress!"

She shrieked pointed at the small stain on her dress as if the world would end, while looking at Derrick as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Derrick's expression darkened and my heart skipped a beat.

"I-l am sorry, I really didn't see you," I immediately apologise reaching out to dust it.

She shoved me back as if I was contaminated.

"Why of all people, why did I run into them," I thought gritting my teeth.

"I really didn't know," I said glancing at Derrick.

Amanda got up heading towards me, she raised her hands to slap me. I closed my eyes waiting for the pain which never came.

Derrick caught Amanda's hands, forcefully yanking it down. Amanda in her high heels collapsed on the ground again. Shock written all over her face.

"Know your place, how dare you hit her?" Derrick stared coldly at her.

Even though Derrick hates me, he has never allowed anyone to lay a finger on me.

He turned towards me.

"My study now," Derrick commanded furiously.

"No..." I muttered silently dreading that room.

Before I could say anything, two guards dragged me away.

I could hear Amanda cursing under her breath as I was led away.

Locked in his dark study, I curled up in the corner.

My body trembling in fear.

I didn't know how long had passed when the door of the study swung open.

The sun light that followed made me close my eyes immediately.

Derrick walked in, as his footsteps drew closer her heart beat increased.

He stopped in front of me.

I closed my eyes waiting for what would come next.

"I heard you went to the pack doctor."

I blink, confused as his hands reach to touch the bandage at the back of my head.

My body trembled under his touch.

What is going on?

I have never seen this side of him before.

"Clean up, you are accompanying me to the banquet tomorrow night," he said standing up.

My eyes widened in shock. Not the night I am going to escape. Did he know my plan? Is that why he wants me to accompany him so I won't be able to escape?

He has never taken me to any pack related event.

"No," I said out loud, then caught myself midway.

The gentleness in his eye vanished.

"You dare disobey me?" He said in a cold voice.

He raised his hands to hit me, but I grabbed a pen pointing it to my face.

His hands froze midway. His expression moved from confusion to anger.

I just threatened him, if he dared to hit me, I would cut the beloved face that reminded him of his first love.

"You have grown a back bone," he laughed but there was no humour in his voice.

I didn't waver, I pressed it closer to my face.

Just then, a knock came from the door catching our attention.

He turned to the door, "Who is that?" He demanded.

"Alpha Derrick, we have news about the blood moon pack," a male voice came from the door.

Derrick grunt in frustration as he ran his hands in his hair.

He turned his attention towards me, Go now!

I didn't waste any time, running away from his sight.

I didn't stop until I was far away to catch my breath.

Meanwhile, inside Derrick studies.

"What is it Aron?"

"Alpha Derrick, we have got news from the blood moon pack. Our members near the borders are being harassed by them. They are growing increasingly bold," Aron said, anger evident in his voice.

"That bastard, I have to teach him a lesson," Derrick said, balling his hands into a fist.

"After looking into it, I found out our defence failed from the inside, giving them access into our territory."

"Are you saying, there is a snitch among us?"

"Yes, because the area that they took is usually heavily guarded, but the night they attacked, there wasn't even a single guard that why I got there late."

Derrick brows furrowed as he rubbed his temples.

In our council meeting there are over 40 members, it will be hard to pinpoint the person that is working with them.

"What should we do now?"

"We can't let them get suspicious, quietly investigate the matter without drawing attention," Derrick said.

"Also..." Aron paused with an uncomfortable expression.

"What is it?"

"There are rumours about your personal lives spreading," Aron said, not meeting Derrick gaze.

"What about it?"

"It's been two years since you found your mate. And during those two years, you still haven't gotten an heir. People are whispering that maybe you are... An impotent."

Derrick's eyes darkened as a cold anger settled in his heart.

What other insult is worse for a man than being labelled as impotent.

"Though I tried to shut it down, but you know how powerful rumour can spread,"

"It's been five years since Miss Olivia died. But you still haven't moved on. It is affecting the pack morale," Aron added.

Derrick leaned back on the chair resting his back. Memories of Olivia, his first love resurfaced in his mind.

"I can't... I can't move on."

Aron sighs, shaking his head, he knew how important Olivia was to Derrick.

He has been by his side since they were teenagers.

Aron has been raised strictly by his father, his mom died when he was at a very young age.

His father, believing only strictness can build a strong alpha, raised him with cruelty. He was thought to hide his emotions, and only focus on the huge responsibility of becoming the alpha one day.

While other people were showered with warmth and care from their family, he strove to get his father's approval.

But it changed when Olivia arrived. She was the one that pulled him.

After her death, and him finding a new mate that looked like her. He vented his pent up frustration on her.

"Arrange more men at the border, wait till after the banquet tomorrow night before doing anything," Derrick ordered.

"Okay," Aron said a

s he left.

Derrick sighs looking up at the ceiling. He grabbed a glass of whiskey, drowning it in one go before crashing the glass on the floor.