Chapter 3

Kingston.

It's been twenty one days since I got married to Arla. I've been observing her and I must confess she's the opposite of what I thought she'd be.

The scene of our wedding flashed back at me, making me shake my head in disbelief.Arla I knew had always wanted something that would make her look naked,on that same day she was struggling to cover her cleavage that almost popped out.

If she had bent to pick something,her breast would have been outside her dress.

She looks calm and doesn't take a thing until she was told to.

The last she visited the pack,she had rummaged everywhere, throwing herself at my future beta and gamma.

She loves heels a lot, and on the same wedding day everything changed.

At first I thought she was masking her character,she had stayed twenty one days with me without asking to party.

She has always been the life of a party,every pack member knows her as the young and wild one,but it seems she changed abruptly.

The way she takes care of the orphans,children and pregnant women in the pack amazes me,she has never thrown herself at me but I could remember vividly when she almost seduced me.

Now, everything is not right.

My chest kept bugging, bringing me back from my train of thoughts, I realized someone was trying to mindlink me,I quickly opened the mindlink.

“Hey boo,the breakfast is ready, I'd love you two to come downstairs for breakfast. Remember,I prepared it myself!!Celine had listed what her daughter's favorite meal is,so I decided to prepare it myself!!”. My mother exclaimed, sounding excited.

“Ohhhhhh….. we'll be right there”.

I replied, cutting off the mindlink. I mindlinked my beta to relay the message to Arla,whom I have been avoiding for days.

Putting in some files in the desk drawer,I walked out of my office to the dining room,where everyone had already been seated.

Dad was sitting at the left hand side of mum, while Arla was seated at the right hand side of Mom.

“Good morning mom and dad”. I greeted, pulling a chair opposite Arla to have my butt settled.

“Good morning”. They chorused, uncovering the food .

It was mashed potatoes with grilled cheese, sandwich,there were omelets, waffles and clam chowder.

Arla had grilled cheese sandwiches and waffles placed on the table before her,a look of disgust flashed her face,which disappeared instantly.

Her mother had listed her favorite foods,she also told us she had no allergies.

An alcoholic drink was placed at the centre of the table,with other soft drinks surrounding it.

Growing up,dad never allowed me to take such alcohol insisting that it was fifteen percent content of alcohol.

My mother clears her throat, bringing me back from my train of thoughts.

She looked at Arla with a proud smile and said “Arla,I prepared all of this myself and I was told grilled sandwich and waffles are your favourite.

We all know you take too much alcohol but the alpha insisted on giving you a fifteen percent content”. She looked at dad,who nodded his head in agreement to what she had said as he dug his food.

“Thank you,my Luna”. Arla replied, slightly bowing her head in acknowledgement as she picked a fork.

Something seems off about her,she dug in the food sluggishly as if she never wanted it.

“What's wrong?”. My mother asked, concerned as she looked at Arla.

“Nothing,my Luna”. My mother's expression softened as she continued eating.

My gaze was fixed on Arla,she scooped a teaspoon of sandwich and chewed for more than ten minutes.

“Here, have this”. I said, pouring her the alcoholic drink in a glass cup.

“I…..”. She trailed off and quickly added “thank you”.

She was hesitant to drink the alcohol before she finally gulped it down in seconds.

“You have a high tolerance of alcohol”. My father commented,amazed.

“Yes my alpha”. She replied with gritted teeth,a big frown ceased her forehead.

It was as if she had taken the most disgusting alcohol.

“Here…..have more”. I shoved the empty cup to my end and began to pour the alcohol,she widened her eyes in shock without saying a word.

“Have this”. I shoved it gently to her end,she exhaled deeply before gulping it in seconds too.

My eyes narrowed in shock,she was the exact thing they said she was.

“Wow”. My mother said, clasping her hands.

Suddenly Arla started coughing,my mother quickly gave her a bottle of water but Arla couldn't open it by herself,her hands were shaking fervently making my heart skip a beat.

“What's wrong?”. I asked in confusion, standing on my feet.

“It's nothing serious”. My mom comforted as she rubbed Arla's back in circles while she gulped the water.

“You haven't eaten anything son”. My dad said, pointing at my covered food.

It dawned on me that I was watching Arla instead of eating.

I sat down,my gaze fixed on her. She avoided my gaze, fidgeting her fingers.

She reluctantly picked her fork and started eating.

She sneezed loudly attracting everyone's attention, before I could say a word,she had already fallen off from her seat.

“Arla!!”. I shouted, running over her.

Her body temperature was high,blood was coming out of her nose with her body shivering vigorously.

“What's wrong???. Get the doctor now!!!”. Panic crossed my mother's face as she knelt beside Arla on the floor,I quickly cradled her into my arms touching her neck with my palms.

My mother checked her pulse and told me “she will be fine”. I nodded carrying her in a bridal style,I headed towards the room and I sensed my father following me closely behind.

“King”. He called,I halted my steps and my back turned on him.

He prefers cutting my name short.

“Yes, Alpha”.

“Arla would be fine. The doctor will arrive soon”. I looked at Arla with my heart thumping.

I wouldn't have cared losing her but again something kept on drawing me to her.

When I got to my chambers, doctor Charles was waiting outside my room with his equipment in a briefcase.

“Welcome alpha”. A guard opened the door and I walked in without saying a word.I still couldn't figure out why I was attracted to the same person I loathed the most.

I placed Arla on the bed,the urge to kiss her plump lips was drowning me,but I quickly shook off the idea.

“Please have her checked”. I sat at the edge of the bed and the doctor began work immediately.

He checked her pulse,used some other equipment on her, checked her vitals and looked at me with a frown.

“She ate what she was allergic to??”.

“What??”. I asked, looking at him, confused.

“She was allergic to what she ate”. He explained, giving her intravenous fluids.

I couldn't think of a better answer to give him as I was thrown into confusion, everyone knows Arla has no allergies,she eats and drinks what she wants.

She has a high tolerance for alcohol, I remembered when we once partied she won an award for having the highest alcohol tolerance.

“You can't be a serious, doctor”. I replied, disagreeing with him. I walked to my desk and took a bottle of water which I gulped down in a stance,my eyes on the doctor.

He finished his intravenous and tepid sponged her, before covering her slightly with a blanket.

He began packing his equipment back in his suitcase.

“In the next five to six hours she'd be awake,and please when she does ask her for her allergies, she might not be able to survive it if it repeats itself”.

He said, which literally sounded like a warning to me,I guess he had forgotten he was talking to the alpha.

He bowed his head in acknowledgement, before exiting the room.

I sat at the edge of the bed, caressing her forehead gently with thousands of thoughts travelling through me.

I wished I could look at her two coloured eye balls once more.

“What are you,Arla?”.