Chapter 6

Ariella's POV

"Alpha Matthew is drunk. Can I trouble you to take him home?"

I had just reached the door when I heard Parker ask me respectfully.

I was a bit puzzled. Why did Matthew need me to take him home when he was drunk? Didn't he have a private driver?

Just as I was about to refuse, Parker, as if seeing through my thoughts, explained, "I apologize for the inconvenience, Miss Beverley. I have indeed had a bit too much to drink and can't drive. Alpha Matthew's private driver is on leave for a few days. I really can't find anyone else, so I had to ask you. You know how special Alpha Matthew's position is. Moreover, he's drunk now. If I were to just find someone to take him home, I'd be even more worried."

After saying this, Parker swayed unsteadily, as if he were about to lose his balance at any moment. I had no choice but to nod and agree.

"Alright, give me the car keys. I'll make sure Alpha Matthew gets home safely."

Parker was overjoyed and immediately handed me the car keys before disappearing in a flash.

That guy didn't seem drunk at all! Was he faking it just now?

As I was pondering this, suddenly, a warm chest pressed against my back.

The man's potent hormones enveloped me, and Lia within me got excited, making me feel feverish all over.

I took a deep breath, forcing myself to calm down. However, the faint scent of cedarwood on Matthew made my heart race and refused to settle.

He seemed to naturally throw his arm over my shoulders, holding me while leaning most of his weight on me.

I nearly stumbled, instinctively pressing myself against the wall. 

The next moment, he took the opportunity to support himself with his hand next to my head, using his leg to pin mine and making me unable to move.

My face turned beet red, but I didn't know what to do. This was the first time I had seen his face so clearly in the light.

I couldn't help but take a good look at him. His nose was high and straight, his skin smooth, his lips thin but very attractive. His jawline was perfectly sculpted, extending down to his collarbone.

I had never seen such a handsome man and couldn't help but stare, marveling at him in my heart.

"Hey, little girl."

Hearing his voice, I instinctively came to my senses. His lips were so close I could almost feel his every breath.

Still, I managed to push him away with the last of my senses.

"Alpha Matthew, please behave yourself." I coughed twice, stepping a bit further away from him, and continued, "Beta Parker asked me to take you home. Please lead me to your car."

Suddenly, he lowered his head and smiled, and I was struck speechless again, as if a warm current had flowed through my heart.

"I'm drunk. Help me."

He stretched out his hand like a child. When I didn't move, he took two steps towards me and draped his arm over my shoulders like before.

"Be my crutch," he whispered.

Hearing this, my face flushed instantly. I nodded silently and started walking.

Soon, we arrived at his house. Although he kept saying things that made me blush on the way, for some reason, I didn't feel repulsed.

"Alpha Matthew, we're here."

I unfastened my seat belt and got out of the car, opening the back door to help him. But as I opened the door, he pulled me back into the car.

"Ah!" I couldn't help but scream.

He quickly flipped me over and pinned me underneath him. I was a bit dazed, but I clearly knew what he wanted to do.

Reluctantly, I tried to push him off and get out, but I slipped and instantly twisted my ankle.

"My ankle..."

He looked at me, seemingly sensing the intense pain I was enduring, and quickly shifted his gaze to my foot. The ankle was already swollen and looked serious.

Matthew furrowed his brow slightly and carried me out of the car.

Many servants came out to greet us. They were all surprised when they saw me. I faintly heard someone say, "Alpha Matthew has never brought a woman back here before."

Another servant whispered, "Yeah, I've served Alpha Matthew for over a decade, and this is the first time I've seen him bring a woman back."

So, was I the first woman Matthew had brought back?

A faint joy stirred in my heart, but it was quickly overwhelmed by the intense pain from my ankle.

Matthew placed me on the sofa in his bedroom and then hurriedly left.

I looked around at the decor in his room, which was almost entirely in shades of black, white, and gray.

Before long, Matthew returned with a tube of ointment in his hand. Just as I was about to ask what it was, he said, "This is the best ointment for reducing the symptoms of a sprain. After applying it, you'll feel better soon."

I nodded, ready to take the ointment and apply it myself, but the next second, he surprising knelt down.

Not only that, but he also cradled my foot in his hands, gently applying the ointment to my swollen ankle.

I was completely stunned, unsure of how to react.

He was Alpha Matthew, the Alpha of Thorn Pack, the most powerful werewolf here, and yet, he was carefully applying medicine to me as if I were the most cherished treasure he feared to hurt.

Tears instantly filled my eyes and began to fall like broken beads.

Matthew seemed to sense that I was crying and looked up at me. He placed my foot down and gently kissed my cheeks and the corners of my eyes, as if to comfort me not to cry.

"Alpha Matthew, we can't be together..." I said, crying even harder, but Matthew said nothing, just continued to kiss me.

Gradually, I wrapped my arms around his neck. He kissed me continuously, his hands around my waist.

I felt a strong desire within, driving me to take things further with him, and I couldn't resist. And I knew he felt the same way.

The night passed with both of us drenched in sweat.

The next morning, I left Matthew's house early because my aunt used a mind link to tell me she had to leave the cabin for a while and asked if I could go see my mother.

I was going to go back to the cabin to pick up some changes of clothes anyway. The hospital provided dormitories for interns, all single rooms, which were convenient and close to the hospital. However, I had never moved in, as I had always lived at home before.

Thinking about this made me feel a pang of sorrow. Only a few days ago, I was the daughter of an Alpha living a comfortable, even luxurious life, and now I was just a rogue.

Nonetheless, I had to accept reality since it had already happened. I had to live my life well and treat my mother's illness.

If I became strong enough, I would have a chance to rebuild my father's pack, to gather back all those werewolves who had been displaced. I would provide them with shelter and protect them from harm.

I thought to myself, unaware that I had already arrived at the cabin. I glanced down at my ankle and, sure enough, the swelling had completely subsided. The medicine Matthew gave me was truly miraculous.

I pushed open the door and saw my mother sitting on the bed. She was awake, which was a good sign.

The next second, my mother threw my white coat on the floor.

She was shaking with anger, pointing at me, "Ariella! I've told you many times not to become a doctor. Why won't you listen to me?"

I was at a loss, but I tried to comfort her as best as I could, "Mom, I'm sorry..."

I took her hand, and she immediately noticed the love bites on my neck, shocking and angering her even more.

"Ariella, where were you last night? Who were you with?" she demanded.