Chapter 8

Grey stared at her unable to fathom why he had said that to her. He was tempted to run his fingers in her wet hair, but decided against it, as he walked towards the bed, and picked up the dress laid out for her. He walked up to her, and thrusted the dress into her hands. "Get dressed, and come down for breakfast," he said, and walked towards the door, and as he opened it, he added. "Ten minutes," he said, and walked out of the room without looking back.

Maya let out the breath she had no idea she had been holding. She placed her hand on her chest, and could feel her heartbeat accelerating. How could one person make her fear so much? She wondered.

Just then, the three omegas walked in again. "Luna, please let's proceed. We have to be quick. The alpha said ten minutes." Gwen said.

"O-okay," Maya said, too flustered to respond properly, as her mind flashed back to what just happened a minute ago.

"What do you want?" She asked.

"You," he said, with a look she had never seen before.

What was he trying to do? She pondered, as she slowly walked away from the wall. Was he trying to taunt her?

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Grey walked down the stairs wondering why at one point he gets irritated at her, and the next minute, he finds himself all tangled up about her.

It's the mate bond, Vin, his wolf, responded to his thoughts.

Yes, it is, but, I still have a feeling that it could be more than that, Grey said to him.

What else could it be, Grey? You're overthinking it all, Vin said.

I'm not, Grey replied simply, as he walked down the flight of stairs.

Okay, but, you do realize she's plotting a way to abscond from these walls, Vin said.

Grey mentally nodded. He knew Maya was planning on running away because he could hear her thoughts, it was due to the mate bond, but, he wasn't going to tell her that she was his mate.

She will not pull through with it, Grey concluded as he got to the dining room. The elders were already seated, waiting patiently for him. He took his position at the head of the table. Before him were spreads of skillet sausages, corn beef hash which was diced and skillet cooked with cubed potatoes, and thinly sliced leeks, topped up with an egg. Grits with shrimps, oysters and stuffed tomatoes, and slices of toast.

"Where's the bride?" Elder Eli asked.

Grey leaned back in his seat, and stared at him. "Is that a new form of greeting?" He asked.

"My apologies, alpha," Eli said apologetically. Despite he and the others being the elders of the pack, they were not spared from the wrath of alpha.

"Good morning, alpha." All the elders said in unison.

"She'll be down soon," Grey said instead. Elder Simon wondered what was the need of greeting him when he would not respond to it, but he didn't question him.

Grey picked up the glass of wine in front of him, and took a sip, before placing the glass on the table, and tapping on the rim.

Exactly ten minutes later, Maya walked down the stairs, with the three omegas behind her. Grey felt her overwhelming presence, and turned to see her walking down the stairs, and he stopped tapping on the rim of his glass.

Maya walked towards the dining room nervously, as she tried not to fidget with her fingers. 

Grey lifted his glass, and placed it on his lips, slowly sipping the wine, as his eyes scrutinized her from the rim of the glass. She was wearing a floral print plunge long sleeve dress, and her curves could barely be hidden in them. Her hair was straightened behind her back with just a few strands falling along the delicate lines of her face. She was exquisitely lovely.

His lips curled up in a smirk as he watched her. Gwen pulled out a seat opposite the elders, but a bit close to Grey. Grey placed the glass on the table.

Maya took the seat, and sat down. "Good morning," she said, a quirky smile on her lips.

The five elders stared at Maya, unable to hide their disdain.

"Here's your future Luna," he said to them, unaware of the scornful look on their faces.

"Where is she from?" Elder Eli asked.

"The Oasis pack." Grey said, his eyes not leaving Maya's face for a second.

Maya folded her hands on her laps, unable to look at any of them. Unable to even notice the mouthwatering dishes in front of her. Some of the omegas were standing in a corner watching the scenerio. 

"The daughter of Killian?" Elder John asked.

Grey picked up his glass again, this time, the amusement in him was evident on his face. "No. An omega," he said, before placing the glass on his lips, waiting for the shock to register in their heads.

The omegas standing were taken aback by Grey's words, and all of a sudden, a dislike sprang into their heart. How could a lowlife omega be their Luna? How could they bow, and take orders from an omega like them? These words etched in their minds, as their dislike spread like wildfire on a harmattan morning.

"Is this a joke, Alpha?" Eli asked, looking away from Maya to Grey.

Grey placed the glass of wine back on the table, and leaned into his seat, his elbow propped on the arm of the chair. "As a matter of fact, no," he said, and then stared at his fingers. "Now that you've seen your future Luna, do tell me, when is the date of this marriage, let's get it over with," he said, and Maya's heart throbbed. The lunatic! Was she just a tool he was about to use? She wondered, as she looked up to stare at him. This was all a game to him. Her life, freedom, and welfare was all a game of gamble to this man. But why? Why her? She asked no one in particular, and as usual, she got no answer to her numerous questions.

"She can't be our Luna." Elder Eli said to the shock of Maya, jolting her out of her reverie, as the other elders nodded in agreement, and Grey had an unreadable expression on his face.