ALAINA“No, I'm busy, pumpkin.” He winked, smiling with his eyes and I just gawked, deadpanned. His flirty expression was immediately washed away by a stoic one.And he just looked away, turning on his heels. Just like that. There goes my dream! “A-Alpha….”My brain screeched to a halt and he walked past me like I was no different from a piece of furniture. My heart sank. What did I expect from him, especially after everything I'd said to his face?I was stupid to have come here, but it wasn't an opportunity I wanted to miss. I watched him strut into the lobby like the whole world was his runway. His aura was nothing short of majestic and the brown, tailored suit he had on amplified his charisma.Alpha Alexander didn't spare me one last glance and I just stood there like a fool, watching everything slip from my grip and cursing him internally. That asshole. I heard footsteps behind me and looked back to see who it was. It ended up being a familiar face— Alexander's chauffeur who I'd
ALEXANDER“What rules?” Alaina asked as she cocked her head and I grinned, feeling the adrenaline shoot through my veins. Her presence was some kind of drug and it did so much to me!Great question. What rules? I hadn't thought of any. This was just another petty way to get through to her. No doubt she still hated me for my foolishness of the past.There were no rules, but it would be absolutely devastating to just see Alaina leave so early. I hadn’t even decided what this company was going to be, especially in affiliation to mine but if it, in any way, guaranteed that I would have Alaina by my side then I'd hold on to it tight.My lips wouldn't stop spreading and I continued to gawk at her like she was a price— some kind of trophy that I could not afford to reach. The question sat on her face and I desperately tried to come up with something.“First, Rule number, you're aware that it's the position of a PA, right?”Alaina shuffled in her seat. “Not…the secretary?” She inquired with m
ALAINA“What the hell?” My eyes darted from wall to wall when the elevator jolted to a halt and I jerked forward, almost falling into him.The elevator lurched to a stop, trapping me inside with the last person I wanted to be alone with - Alpha Alexander, the bane of my existence. The lights flickered once, twice, and then went out, plunging us into darkness."No, no, no!" I yelled, my voice echoing off the metal walls as I frantically felt my pockets for my phone. But it wasn't there. I had left it in his office, on his desk, in my haste to get into the tour he proposed.Jeez! “I'm not with it, my home. My phone, I didn't bring it with me,” I complained, unable to see a thing. I could sense him but not where he stood or what he was doing.It was so stuffy in her that it made my stomach jerk! “What do we do? What do we do?!” Why did it seem like I was the only one panicking? Alpha Alexander's calm voice cut through my panic. "Alaina, calm down. We'll be out of here soon."“Calm down?
ALEXANDERAlaina wouldn't even hide her discomfort or perpetual disgust for me. Her nose wrinkled as she turned to me, “Uh, nothing?”Nothing? I already heard half the discussion and I was mad that anyone would think she was still in any kind of relationship with Logan— that fool! I seethed unreasonably as I eyed Sarah. The lady in question looked at me and then instantly brought her gaze lower. “A-Alpha Alexander! Good day to you sir, what brings you by?”This question again! John hadn't officially introduced me as the new CEO since the papers were still in the works, but Alaina shouldn't know that. I'd love to avoid questions. But that might be too late to avoid now, seeing as she was already throwing me a questioning look.“You seem behind on recent information, Miss…” My eyes flicked to her ID tag. “Sarah. This company is owned and financed by yours truly. While my P.A here…” I glanced at Alaina who still looked utterly confused. “Is divor—”“Sarah? I'll see you around, okay? Th
ALAINAFinally! I settled into the plush couch with a groan and I felt a sense of relief dawn me. “We're done! I smell like wood but it's worth it!’Finally, I had a place to call my own – a place where I could escape the chaos of my life. Well, not all but a reasonable amount of it. I still had to work with chaos himself, as his personal assistant but as long as he didn't infiltrate my personal life, I was fine.Lorraine appeared from the kitchen with a cup of orange juice in her grip and she smiled at me, her eyes shining with warmth. “Tell me about it. I have to take a shower before leaving, I can't have Lucan smelling all this sweet and whatnot.”She sat next to me and I sniffed playfully, “Oh yeah, before he wants a divorce!” That word just left a bitter taste in my mouth and it reminded me of Logan so much that I could punch the hair, or my head for making more pictures of him. “We're not even married, silly…”I shrugged, “Well, you should…”Lorraine grimaced, it was impossibl
ALAINAI pulled closer to my screen and leaned in to see if I'd seen wrong. I hadn't. USER 101: sent you a Red Beryl!Not Pigsty this time, another person? I could never get used to it no matter how hard I tried. It just seemed so off that I could sit there and communicate my being with a wide array of people and they started to pay me for it. Grace liquidized before shock and my lips parted open slightly while I gawked at the bouncing notification.“I like what you do,'' commented USER 101 himself. He didn't run away like a pigsty. “And you're beautiful too.”I returned to my seat and it felt like the world had started to float away. Was making money supposed to be this easy? Not to mention my audience had grown way larger than the last livestream. “Thanks, USER 101. That's so sweet of you!”I genuinely didn't know what else to say to them, just as I was confused about Pigsty. I just knew my heart seemed like it could burst at its seams if I wasn't careful enough! “Thank you all f
ALAINAFirst day at work and I strutted to his office with my heart in my mouth. I had to deal with this, again. The anger roared in my veins and I tried to keep the straightest face as I entered and he was right there by the window, the rays of the son bore onto him and stared into busy roads.One would think they were looking at a sane man. Alpha Alexander looked like he was written by a female author. Perfect in the middle, rough at the edges. I guess I have always been on the edges. I stopped by the doorway and couldn't move in for some reason. It was unusual but I just wanted to watch him and possibly catch him doing something questionable that I could hate him for and add to the list of questionable things that he'd done.But he didn't, well— not while I was there. His hand was tucked in his pocket neatly and he tapped on one foot as though he was thinking about something. I was surprised he could think?He was clad in a white shirt and black suit trousers, though they both loo
ALEXANDER Why'd she have to smell so sweet? I was running on fumes and the office wasn't quite enough to contain all that I was feeling— it was an insane sensation that I couldn't quite hold together. That dress was an innocent man's doom and a poor man's poison, an Alpha's confusion, and that was exactly where I stood at this point. I couldn't take my eyes off Alaina and I wasn't sure if she felt it too, the burning feeling that raced through my blood and I'd just love to erase those boundaries or break through them. Was it because I'd wanted her for so long? The need was killing me in all the ways that I wished it wouldn't. For once, I'd love to be different from men driven by desire but that ability had slipped from my grip— nowhere to be found on my radar. “Define lucky!” I swallowed hard, my legs plagued with the urge to take a step closer to her, just enough to lean her against that desk and— The door opened and it pissed me off. Who was ruining this crucial moment? It w
I took a deep breath, my fingers interlocked with Lorraine's as I walked out. It felt as though with every step I took, my heart beat even faster. As we approached the grand staircase, I saw a well-dressed Damon patiently waiting for me, and my heart began to race. The anticipation of the ball weighed heavily on me, and a sense of unease gnawed at my insides. Damon bowed respectfully the moment we got to where he stood. "Luna," he murmured. "The Alpha instructed me to lead you to the banquet hall, where the ball will take place." “I don't know, Damon. Are you the one to come pick me up? Shouldn't you be with Alexander? You are his best man for today, remember?” I asked, managing a smile, even though there was not a reason to. “Yes,” he mouthed. “The best man of the groom is meant to bring his wife to the ball.” I replied with a nervous "Okay," and slipped my hand into the waiting crook of his elbow. Then I allowed him to guide me down the stairs. His firm, comforting presence wa
ALAINA In the large pack's living room, I gazed at Lorraine who made a gesture with her hand. On second thought, I turned to look at the man I am in love with - my husband-to-be, Alexander as he was on his feet, walking towards the door of a room not so far from the spot. After a few days since Alexander popped the question, he believed in his heart that it would make some sense to see his mother - the old Luna who lives in his pack. Ever since then, I have thought about nothing but being accepted, or rejected. “Nothing is happening, girl,” Lorraine called out to me, who woke up from my thoughts. “You are too good to be rejected, or don't you know?” “I don't know, Lorraine—” I mouthed. “I was an Omega Wolf the last time I checked. Why won't I be rejected? I want to know why. That the man I love accepted me does not mean the other members of his pack and family will not reject me.” Just then, a door opened. I jumped to my feet, and so did Lorraine. What should I say?
ALEXANDER I hopped in the car after several thoughts, making up my mind on what to do this time around. There was no way I would lose a good, better and at the same time best woman because of this—nonsense! I heaved a sigh and started the engine, driving out of the compound the very next moment. Into the streets of the city, I went. Although my car did not look like it had issues, I believe it did and this was none other reason than the fact that it was slow. Slower than ever. “Don't fuck me up!” I yelled, stopping my drive and heaving a sigh - catching my breath and starting all over after muttering a prayer that the moment and uncalled meeting with Alaina would go perfectly well. What if she doesn't want me any longer? What if this was the end of everything for us both? I wondered with a grimace planted on my countenance, realizing also that I had caught up with the estate that has her house built in it. Soon enough, I was at her gate. How do I get in? I wondered
ALEXANDERIt stuck to my brain. Alaina's face was red with humiliation as she turned and ran into the packhouse, disappearing from view. “Is this all you've finally become?” I snarled at my mother. Is this it?”The camera flashes were enough to blind one. It was that level of crazy! This would hit headlines and news houses in seconds.“No!” She tried to reach for me and held my hand. “You don't understand! This…is insane! That woman has bewitched you!”“Luna…” Damon called out to her. “I think it's best you go in for now. This isn't the best time to be out here, if you know what I'm saying…”“No, I don't know what you're saying!” She snapped at him. “My son is trying to gamble his life and the destiny of the entire pack away and all you are about is all I say? If this happens, it affects you too! Your sister is perfect for him. Why wouldn't he just see that?”“Take her in,” I ordered Damon. I knew what to do. I might as well fuck everything up for everyone. I didn't give a damn.Not
ALAINA“Alaina?” A voice echoed from behind us, and the familiar tone of that voice sent dread all the way to my stomach. I could feel my heart thrumming in my chest as my eyes drifted from Alexander.The Luna? I turned around slowly, and saw her standing there with obvious disapproval on her face, and scorn as she stared at me. “You're a streamer?" she spat, as if the word itself was dirty.Of course it was. To her the word was just as filthy as I was. Even the way she looked at me made me feel so small. Her hatred for me gleamed in those eyes of hers as her gaze shot from Alexander to me. “Answer me. Is everything I just heard true?”I nodded, feeling a defensive flush rise to my cheeks, “But I can explain. It's not—”“It’s not what,” she cut me off, her voice rising in indignation. "I don't care what it is, but just the fact that you're parading yourself online, and flaunting yourself for who-knows-how-many strangers to see! It's shameful. You should be ashamed of yourself, Alaina
ALAINA“Alaina?”My name had never fallen so heavily from a person's mouth and I looked up at Alexander. What the hell was he doing? There were eyes everywhere, people waiting for me to take a wrong step and my identity wound into the internet as it was all they were here for in the first place.My heart was thumping in my chest and I didn't know what to do. My hands wouldn't stop trembling and my knees buckled like they were made of jelly.I tried to free myself from his grasp but Alexander didn't have any intention to let go and I also didn't want to admit— ever— that I was Queen Of Dawn. Not to him, not this way! Not right now.Not like this. If I as much as uttered a word, my cover would be completely blown! Right now I wasn't so sure what he knew so I had to play it safe, but how? The veil was enough protection for my face, not to mention I had a mask on too.“Alaina?” He crouched a little like he wanted to peek through but I turned my face away immediately, letting out an angry
Alexander I felt a sudden jolt of restlessness overtake me as I sat there, shrinking into my seat with boredom as well as disinterest as I watched the women parade around me, and flashing flirty smiles that did nothing but irk me. I wished they would just stop already. I adjusted in my seat, trying to keep my calm and get through today as it was expected of me but even that was becoming more and more difficult by the moment. I didn't want to be here. Neither did I have any interest in any of these women here, and normally that wouldn't matter. But it did. It did. I couldn't stop the restlessness inside of me, I couldn't stop wanting to get out of this hall, and escape all these women that were nothing like her. It was upsetting. Alaina was the only thing on my mind, the only woman that had occupied all the seats in my thoughts, and I didn't have space for anyone else. I couldn’t stop thinking about her or seeing her everywhere I looked, and it was such a torment. I tried not
ALAINAI stood before the sea of cameras, a voice shouted. "Is she really Queen Of Dawn? She's a fake!”The words cut through me like a knife, making my heart skip a beat. I battled nerves, trying to shove off the feeling of being a fake. I forced a smile and waved, trying to appear confident, but my hands trembled slightly.The crowd erupted in a chorus of cheers and chants, their voices echoing off the walls. "We love you, Queen Of Dawn!" "You're our true queen!" "Queen Of Dawn, Queen Of Dawn!" “I hope the Alpha picks you!”The adoration was overwhelming, making my eyes prick with tears. I felt like I was living a lie, but the crowd's enthusiasm was infectious.But amidst the adoration, a reporter pushed forward, microphone in hand. "Queen Of Dawn, can I get a word with you?" she asked, her voice piercing above the din.The guard protecting me stepped forward, trying to block the reporter. "I'm afraid that's not possible," he growled, his eyes flashing with warning.But I inte
ALEXANDERI was no different from a statue in my own home, dressed like a mannequin by the roadside for an activity that my entire body rejected. It wasn't funny at all.The front of the mirror had been my home for longer than I can remember. It felt like the kind of hell I could taste on my tongue and it wouldn't discontinue.Even right now, I was standing before a mirror. This morning the ball was colder than usual, a stark contrast to what I would be feeling if I cared a bit about whatever the hell was going on here.Rather, I was tired of it. Way exhausted that a thousand sighs had slipped out of my mouth in just minutes. I stood in front of the mirror, my personal stylist adjusting my navy blue suit. IIt was a classic, well-fitted outfit with a subtle sheen that should have made me feel confident. Should. It did the exact opposite of that. The cufflinks, silver and detailed, were the finishing touch. Yet, I found myself distracted, barely noticing the stylist’s careful moveme