Be my beta

ALPHA MICAH'S POV

I had been observing her for sometime now and I had to admit to the fact that I was fully convinced that she would be my Beta when the time comes. Zel has proven herself beyond every reasonable doubt that she was the one for the job. Although, everyone had been of the speculations that the moment I ascend, it would be Farrell as my Beta but then I knew just who has more qualities. Zel would go any mile to make certain I get whatever it is I want and there was no doubt about the means she would undertake to achieving my goals.

I had realized also how seemingly dangerous it would be keeping my contender as a protector. A Beta should be on the lookout for their alpha but when it comes to the situation with Farrell, I knew instantly where he belongs. He could not protect me without biases even though he had reassured me that he was on my side. I knew that with Ira now in the picture, he was compromised as far as I can tell. I had never thought before that anything or anyone would ever come between us. How fate makes it's plans was weird enough as well.

Currently, I was already contemplating on compensating him with the position of a Gamma. My third in command. That way, there would be no disputes over power and authority.

I had been observing since the night of the confrontation with Farrell over my proposed Luna to see if he would make any further moves on her. True to his words, he stayed away. I knew he might have been feeling excessive torture from my decision but I already had strong conviction that he would understand seeing that I was working for the greater good of everyone of us. He could not go against me either.

Waking up this morning, I decided that I needed to clear my head a little. I had been getting series of thoughts and suspicions, so it was off to get a little bit of training. I arrived there and could hear the familiar grunts and yells from inside. Obviously, I was not the only one about to use this space. She had beat me to it.

I walked in but stood out of sight as I watched Zel do her thing. She sure as hell looked like an avenging angel, every inch beautiful as she swung around and threw punches at the training dummies. She must have been here for a really long time as she was sweating profusely and panting heavily. I did not want to think anything to it as we all knew how much she loved to train. Usually, we would say during our male conversations how she was actually a man at heart and the feminine structure was a curse from the gods.

I had never thought of Zel anything save from being my most trusted loyalist. I observed her and then it hit me like a rollercoaster. I had been selfish for days now since she brought back Ira. I had paid her no hint of attention, neither had I sought after her when I noticed she was not present. In fact, I had not missed her presence at all. I felt so sad right now and ashamed of myself that I thought it would be best that I snuck out without being seen. I turned to make my way out of the training grounds when I dashed my foot against the little shaky table where training weapons were being displayed. It shook as the items fell over causing a really loud noise.

There was silence after that as I could no longer hear her training voice.

"My lord?" she called me and I turned around slowly.

"Morning, Zel." I said to her and quickly she looked down in respect obviously for me.

"Good morning, my lord. You would have to pardon me, I did not notice you were here." she said.

"Oh, about that, I actually just arrived." I lied least she thinks I had become a stalking creep.

"Okay. If you want to use the arena, I could go away." she said.

It hit me like an arrow to the chest right now. It was not the words she had spoken but instead the way she looked when she said it. It felt almost similar to her asking to leave my presence since her absence seems to please me more. She was already starting to leave when I stopped her.

"Halt. I mean wait. Sorry, I actually needed someone to motivate me this morning," I said rather quickly.

"Okay." she said simply.

"And I have news for you afterwards." I chipped in quickly.

"Okay." she said again defeating my purpose.

Here she was making all my efforts go to waste by answering me in single syllables and staring blankly at me. Could she not read in-between lines and see that this was me trying to tender an apology to her. What was it with women and all the unnecessary drama. She was beginning to feel like my sister, Mariah, when she tries to guilt trip a person.

I cleared my throat and asked if we could start. It was a fist training and we started engaging each other; attacking and counter attacking as we moved around the arena. The sync and the rhythm was almost perfect except for the fact that I was doing my best not to think anything about it. Zel was passionate about her skills as a fighter and did not fail to put them all out in display. I found myself struggling to keep up and was becoming thankful that it was just the two of us without Farrell's presence or he might not let me live through it.

Suddenly, Zel had me pinned down and was staring at me.

"You win, yet again." I muttered to her.

"Yes and you may tell me now, what it was you wanted to say to me." she said.

"Well." I began as I gently pushed her elbow from my neck area and she got off quickly apologizing to me.

"It's nothing. You won fair and square. I was thinking of breaking it to you that you shall be my Beta when the time comes."

"What?" she whispered under her breath as she rose quickly.