Chapter 3: You son of a bitch.....

Nala's P.O.V

My eyes slowly went back to him. He was still standing at the entrance of the bar. His hazel eyes that looked as bright as the first morning sunlight slowly searched around the bar as if he was looking for someone while both of his hands tightened into a fist slowly. I became nervous worried if something terrible was about to go down. But it didn't seem so after the next movement he had made. He stepped away from the entrance of the bar and headed into the crowd. Every step he made I could feel how badly it affected me. It made every hair on my skin stood still.

"Bartender get me a beer!" he said loudly as his raised his right hand. His right hand was strong and muscular, and his voice was powerful like a warrior.

"Yes sir," I heard the bartender in front of me.

As the strange blonde hair man went into the crowd finding himself a seat, everyone started to get back to what they were doing while a few men swarmed him sitting at his side like he was their ruler. My eyes went away from him as Blair returned from the bathroom while the bartender scurried off to serve him.

"Who is that blonde hair man at the back, in the white t-shirt?" I inquired Blaire curiously.

I knew for sure he wasn't the alpha of this land, what I didn't understand is why everyone acted towards him like he was some powerful alpha, and he wasn't. Blair looked behind her and turned back around.

"He's alpha Cadell son, Kyle and soon to be alpha of this land," Blair informed me as I stared at him.

Hearing who he was my head immediately turns away from him. After all the bad things happened to me by alpha Anton and his father. I hated all alpha and thought of them all as an overpowerful fool who enjoyed pushing people around because of their power and title.

I sip the drink hated that I stared at him like a fool like the others.

"Try not stare at him too long or you'll find yourself lying beside him naked," Blair warned me.

My eyes went to her right away.

"I heard from she-wolves he slept with that his eyes will make you fall for him then he will have his ways with you and throw you aside like a piece of clothes he finds no interest in wearing anymore," Blair told me.

My face made in anger hated what I had heard. As much as I never once met his father because I returned home as soon as I finished my job. I had to say that all alpha's was truly an ass hole.

"Poor his mate," I say sadly as I again sipped my drink.

"He's unlucky to find his mate and so he chooses to fool around with all the young she-wolves for the time being because of his attractive look, his strength and title of one day becoming the alpha," Blair informed me.

That she-wolf who’s fated to become his mate one day I felt sorry for her. He seemed to be like someone who I hated. I began to recollect that bitch Anton. I began to hope that he is suffering within his land.

"Come to me she-wolf!" I heard the blonde hair man loudly behind me.

I turn around along with Blair.

My face made in disgust seeing he was calling a long black hair lady in skimpy clothes that looks like a bra and a panty. She foolishly went over to him.

"Dance for me, she-wolf," she commanded her.

A sound of disgust by his action escaped my mouth. I couldn't believe she danced for him. She sat on his lap and grind on him like he was her master, well not yet. His father still had the title of the alpha of this land. The brute hazel eyes went to mine. I immediately turned around. Seeing the type of person, he was I couldn't stand him he somehow reminded me of Alpha Anton of how he used to order me around. I completed my drink holding my head straight. Blair on the other hand was still staring at the disgusting brute and her cousin Octavia seems to be enjoying herself. The time she went to dance with the man she didn't leave his sight.

"Hey beautiful you want to dance with me?" I heard a man came up to Blair.

My attention went to them both. The dark hair man stands before Blair waiting on her respond. Inside of me I was shouting for Blair to turn him down. For he looks like he only wanted to find his ways into her tight pant. Blair didn't turn him down she went to dance with him. I turned my head away hated she went with him. I began to wish I was back home. This place was annoying me badly. It was getting on my damn nerve.

"You need another drink lady?" the bartender came back to his working station.

I nodded.

He gave me the same drink and I began to sip it while I waited on Blair to go home.

"Get me four beers," the blonde hair man now stood at my left instructed the bartender.

I placed down my drink and turned my head aside not wanting to look at him.

The bartender hurriedly gave him. I couldn't wait for him to take his damn beer and head back to the back. I felt his head turned toward me and my skin begin to tingle from his stare. I was becoming quite uncomfortable. My eyes went to him hating he was turn towards me and there my brown eyes met his hazel eyes. His eyes were beautiful. I hated I found anything beautiful about him. I lower my head. I was starting to hate all alphas. Why does the moon goddess have to make them so handsome and strong when their hearts seem to be so dirty and their behaviour disgraceful? Why can't he just leave, I thought in mind as I continue to feel his hard stare. My body stiffen greatly affected by his hazel eyes on me that were like the morning sun first light and his strongly present. I stared at him sideways and prayed for him to leave with his beer. He already got them so what was he waiting on. If he was trying to hit on me, it was indeed a waste of time. I wasn't interested in him, I'm most definitely not the girls he would sleep around with are called to come to him like his pet. I rolled my eyes not for him to see and sipped my drink.

"Bartender," his strong voice called.

"Yes sir," the bartender in front of us answered him politely.

"Whatever this lady is drinking I'll pay for it," the hazel eye man said.

I look up at him right away and there I saw him reaching into his pocket taking out his cash.

I wasn't interested in his offer to pay for my drink nor was I thankful for it.

"Excuse me Mr. Kyle," I call his name remembering Blair told me who he was.

He looked at me as he gave the bartender the money.

I froze staring not into his eyes this time but his face. He's a damn good-looking man. His face was the appearance of angel or should I say a wolf in sheep clothing. I made my face gravely.

"I can pay for my drink and thank you for trying to but it's okay," I told him.

My eyes turned to the bartender seeing him staring at us and there I saw within his eyes that he was shocked at what I had said. My eyes went back to Kyle his eyes move away from mine as I did. And slowly he began to move away from me. He still was paying for my drink. Like always the old farts never care what us lower wolves had to say. Soon he stopped and turned around with his bottles of beers in his hands. I turned my head around not wanting to look at the arrogant wolf. I no longer was bothered that he paid for my drink. I was going to pay for my own drink anyways not caring he had already done so.

"Bartender," the brute again called.

The bartender stared at him listening attentively of what he was about to say like an ass-kissing servant who would do anything to please his master just for favouritism.

"You can give her the change," I heard the brute behind me like I was needy.

I turned around gravely.

"I'm perfectly find sir and thank you for kindness but again I will have to refuse it," I told him politely while my teeth clench angrily within my mouth. I detested what he was doing. If that was his ways of pulling, she-wolves into his bed it wasn't working on me nor was I interested in him.

He stared at me with his charming face, showing no emotion before saying anything to me. I did the same allowing him to know I was not scared of him. After all the shit I've been through in Burnesfield I sure was not going to let that happen again.

"I'm giving you it to buy clothes," the bitch said to me as his eyes slowly went from my shoulder down to my feet.

My eyes went away from him embarrassed by what he had said worried if anyone had heard and there, I saw some eyes on me while they giggled. My head turn to the front humiliated.

"Here you go miss," I saw the bartender giving me some cash by the bitch request.

I felt so ashamed. I hurriedly came out of the bar holding my head straight detesting of how the bitch treated me.