5

I was sat atop the queen sized bed, the maroon colored duvet around me looking like dry blood against my dirty and dust stained dress. From the eyes of a painter or photographer, I looked like I was sitting in my own blood, just waiting to pass out any moment. Peeping from the lacy covers that bordered the bed, I found a vanity bigger than my mum's. Next to it was an even bigger mirror. I stole a quick glance and I felt repulsed. My blonde hair was a tangled mess, dirty streaks giving me new highlights I didn't ask for.

By my right was a bedside table, a walk in wardrobe and a beautiful bookshelf, all in the same set.

"Stop admiring anything, you moron." I facepalmed myself hard. I pressed my palm against my nose and only when I felt pain, did I stop. "You're trapped in here and you're gawking like a three year old on Christmas Eve."

After Noah had walked out on me, the previous day, leaving me all alone in the  room, I did nothing. There was nothing I could do. You know that feeling when you don't want to give up but your body has already made that decision for you? Yeah, that's how I felt. So I didn't move, I couldn't move until the double doors creaked open,  catching my attention. 

Not long after, some maidens walked in brandishing trays that beared plates of different sizes and shapes. The aroma in food changed immediately and I felt like I was in food heaven. My stomach of course, didn't hesitate to embarrass me. It gave out a loud growl and I almost thought it was my wolf. Or maybe it was the other way around.

Sensing my awkwardness or maybe on instruction, the maids left me alone almost Instantly to devour the meal. And devour did I do. Now….

Three short raps on the door paused my little trip down memory lane.

" Come in." Two maids different from the ones that had delivered my food walked in, bowing simultaneously. " Good evening, my Queen."

That endearment made me cringe. I twisted my face and they saw it too, their hands awkwardly moving to their backs.

"I hope you enjoyed your meal?" One of them spoke up. She was a brunette with not many features. Just ponytail hair with red lipstick and a bare face to follow. " Would you be needing anything else?"

"No, thank you." I shook my head. " I'm fine."

"Well then, it's time for this." Her partner spoke up, brandishing a garment bag I didn't even know they were carrying. " Your wardrobe hasn't been stocked yet because we were only made aware of your um, .. arrival only a few moments ago so….. " she trailed off muttering the last bits under her breath.

"Thank you, but I don't think that would be necessary."

"But it is. " The dress was already in her hands now. It was a silk dress that seemed to be cut out from the finest of materials. " Just imagine how gorgeous you'd look in this. "

I couldn't imagine. I didn't want to because I hated dresses.

"I'm fine." I insisted. " Why don't you both have it?"

Their faces paled immediately. The first one spoke up and I winced at the title she addressed me with.

"My Queen, we can't do that." She paused and her partner continued. " The Alpha gave specific orders that…."

"What?" I cut them off. Just mentioning the Alpha was enough to escalate things from zero to hundred. " What did you say? What did you want to say about the Alpha?"

"Well, he ordered that we get you into this dress." Her voice was tiny this time, fear evident in her voice. If it was for me or Noah, I had no idea. " He specifically instructed us to make you wear it."

"Then in that case, you can tell him to go to hell."

Silence. They exchanged looks amongst each other, their eyes bulging in fear.

"My Queen, please.." the first maid pleaded, getting on her knees immediately. With the impact between her knees and the wooden floor, I thought she'd be yelling by now. " Please don't do this. He'll have our heads if you do."

"I'm not changing my decision." I stood my ground. " Take that dress back to where you got it."

" But please my Queen. Just imagine how pretty you'd look. The Alpha wouldn't be able to take his eyes off of you."

"What?" It came out low. Any lower and they might not have heard me. " What did you just.. You know what? Get out."

"My Queen, please."

"I said get out!" They weren't listening. Instead they knelt there, pleading and pleading. I gazed around till my eyes landed on a vase by the window. I strolled to it, picked it up and smashed it on the ground. The pieces scattered, causing the maids to flinch backwards. " Now, go and tell your Alpha thar I'm not interested in him dolling me up."

"But please…"

"I'm going to break another one." I threatened but they took it as any empty as no one made a move to leave. I gazed around again and found another vase at the far end.

The moon goddess was definitely on my side.

I picked it up and smashed it to the ground with even more force than rge previous one. The sound echoed in the hallway and I prayed it would interrupt Noah wherever it was.

"We need the Alpha." The first maid whispered to her partner. I could see the fear etched into their faces but at this point they didn't have a choice anymore. " Go. Find him."

With that, she scurried away, leaving me and the first maid all alone.

"My Queen, please reconsider your decision." She was groveling, her face streaked with tears." Please…"

"I'm going to drive these pieces into your head if you ask that of me again." I knocked down something again, it's clang filling the room. " Don't you ever…"

"What is going on in here?" Noah's voice boomed in the room, cutting me off. His eyes surveyed the room, from the maid to me then to the broked ceramic pieces littering the floor. " What have you done?"

"It's what she does." A second voice came. It didn't take much work to guess who it belonged to. " Spread trouble everywhere."

" Your highness." The first maid was on her feet, her head bowed to Noah. " She refused to put on the dress like instructed. We tried to plead with her but she was adamant."

Something passed between Noah and I as we stared each other down, communicating through our eyes. As usual, he gave no emotion ass he scrutinized me, trying to peel the Insides of my mind as if it were an onion..

"Leave." He let out. " All of you. I'd like to talk to my wife. In private."