Chapter 2

Liliana’s POV

Night came and all the Omegas who prepared the food, drinks, and everything for the pool party went into their quarters before the guests began to pour in, staying in as ordered. After school, I remained in my room because even with my stubborn attitude, I still hesitated to disobey the Alpha’s order. But I won’t deny that I want to see Jason so badly. The heat that had never left me continued to prick my skin like sparks as the memory of the dream danced in my mind. I had been restless, and I was excited to see him again tonight, hopefully, even just a glimpse of him from my room, on the second floor of the house which gives a view of the pool in the backyard of the house.

“Do not test me, Liliana.”

I sighed when I remembered his words. He never made a threat without acting on it, and I was a first-hand witness to that. If he said he would punish me for disobedience, then he would, no questions asked, and no mercy shown. I winced at the stinging memory when he had shown me what he could do. The searing pain that burned my skin every time his belt hit my bottom, or his strong hand whenever he spanked me— and he would tell me not to do it again, I would listen, and cry, and I would say it as he wanted, “Please, I won’t do it again”, I would beg for his mercy, I would apologize repeatedly until his anger was quenched satisfyingly.

Giggles and laughter from the pool convinced me to plop on the couch against the window and watched the ladies sporting their bikinis and masks covering half of their faces walk around with a cocktail in their hands. The men watched them with interest and lust in their eyes, several of them already had their mates and flings on their lap, and the others mingled with the unmated ones. The masquerade theme of the party made it more mysterious and thrilling to the guests.

It was rare for Alpha Mike to host a pool party and accommodate the neighboring packs, but for the sake of camaraderie and partnership especially with the incoming Alpha of Oseron Pack – Jason, he needed to establish a good connection with his pack members even though it has been known that they were good friends since the beginning.

I scanned the place and I could not find Jason. Perhaps, he has not yet arrived. However, at a distance, in a group of men, I spotted Mike talking to a few of his business partners.

Mike stood tall and proud, that even in my room, I could feel his power and authority, making me shrink in my seat, wanting to hide away, scared that he might see me watching them from above. His hazel green eyes were unreadable while he spoke, his lips moved with utmost precision in his words and ideas, his chiseled jaw clenched in every disagreement, and his pecs moved every time he breathed. My eyes then traveled to his abdomen and glued at the 8-pack abs he had earned in his training, fights, and activities. His strong biceps flexed as he took the beer to his lips, and I shamelessly followed his every move, mesmerized.

But when I met his eyes, I panicked and quickly ducked down, hiding at the backrest of the couch. He had caught me watching him while I was in dazed, admiring his physique. Blood crept into my cheeks, a blush painting my face, but when I thought about it again, I frowned, and groaned in disapproval. It was Alpha Mike, even though he looks really good, his personality still sucks.

“Jason looks hotter,” I muttered.

Just then, a knock came at the door and for a second, I stiffened, thinking that it might be Mike coming in to scold me. But I realized, Mike would never knock, and he would just barge in, so I stood and went to open the door, revealing Ciara, the only true friend I have.

“Ta-da!” she surprised, holding a paper bag in her hand, and lifting it to my face.

“Wow, you look good.” I complimented. Ciara was in her red stringed bikini, showing her curves and voluptuous breasts. It made her look sexier and I wished I had the same size. I was average in size, and no one found me attractive enough. Ciara, her physique was curvy and hot, in a way that several men had asked her out since she was still unmated.

Ciara made her way in and took out the contents she brought, “Here, wear this,” she uttered excitedly, showing me the black bikini she brought.

“Oh, no. I am not allowed to go there,” I said, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“What? Why?” Ciara asked.

“Well, Mike said so.”

“Oh come on, he is busy. He wouldn’t recognize you there.”

“No, I really can’t. He would get mad at me for disobeying him. And besides, I am an Omega, it is embarrassing to mingle with others.”

Ciara sighed and raised her eyebrow at me, “Seriously? Jason just arrived, you don’t want to see him?”

I looked at her in surprise, Ciara do know how to convince me. But the excitement immediately died down when I remembered Mike’s words, and I believed him. Jason would not like me, I am just an Omega who’s got no wolf. I am the lowest of the lows.

“He will be an Alpha soon, and with all those pretty girls out there, I doubt he would even glance at my way. And you know, I don’t have a wolf, he would just look down at me.” I uttered, falling back down on the bed, and staring at the ceiling in misery.

“No, don’t say that. You are beautiful, Liliana. Believe me, men out there will have their eyes on you, it doesn’t matter that you don’t have your wolf yet. It will eventually be awakened. Soon. So come with me, and we’ll have some fun.”

I contemplated for a moment, “Fine. Let’s go.” I took the bikini from Ciara and went to the bathroom to change. I stared at myself in the mirror and put a little color to my lips before letting my wavy hair down and wore the black feather mask, that covered half of my face. I was nervous that I might get caught by Mike, but fuck it. I want to see Jason tonight.

Ciara clapped giddily, a wide smile on her face, “Damn, girl, their eyes would be on you. I knew you would look great with it.”

“Well, I hope except for the Alpha’s eyes,” I muttered nervously, biting my lower lip as I glanced at the window.

We reached the pool and true to Ciara’s words, I felt the stares that went my way. They are probably wondering who just showed up, but I avoided their gaze.

“Wait here, I’ll get us some drinks,” Ciara said and left me near the pool.

“Who is she?”

“Is she from your pack?”

“She looks hot, go ask her name.”

I ignored the whispers and guesses about who I was. This is bad, I had attracted too much attention, Mike might find me here. The people in the pool even paused their games and looked at me like a new specimen that just landed at their party. ‘Well, sorry for crashing!’ I thought to myself and continued to scan the area, searching for Jason.

But as I looked at the other side of the pool, there he is, I met Jason’s eyes, watching me. For a moment, we held each other’s gazes, as if the world just went into a slow motion. It may be cliché, but that was what it felt like to see the person you’ve craved to be with.