DAMIEN:
"So how did it go with her?"
That question is thrown at me as I close the door behind me after entering inside my private study. I approached a free seat swiftly because I needed to relax my body.
The questioner is my beta, Xavier. He's my second-in-command as well as my right hand man.
"She understands now that she has to be here," I say. "And she wants to reject me."
For a long while nothing is said. Gives me a moment to reel into the whole frustration I had to go through while trying to convince the human girl to stay.
"With the look of things, you didn't let her do that, right?" Xavier asks and my eyes are on him instantly.
"Why would I? I finally get a fated mate after years of waiting and you think I will just let her go? Never."
"But she doesn't want to be here..."
"She'll adapt. She has no choice but to adapt."
Xavier looks worried. And whenever he has that look, it's clear that he doesn't agree with me on what I'm doing.
"You're not thinking of the Luna, Damien," he says. "She's not going to like it. You're only causing more problems for yourself by keeping the human girl here."
I counter him without hesitation: "Carmella knew what she signed up for when she agreed to be my Luna. She knew that one day I was going to get my fated mate. It's not my fault that it's happening now."
"Still you have to consider her feelings before pursuing whatever it is you're pursuing. If the human girl says she wants nothing to do with you, then let her be. It's obvious she can't feel the bond between you two."
"Because she's not like us. She's not a wolf and that means she can't experience whatever it is we're experiencing."
"Of course. And there's nothing you can do to change that."
"You think?"
He knew I was on to something. "And what do you intend to do?" he asks.
"Mark her maybe. Feed her a bit of my blood and hope it makes her turn to one of us," I tell him, clearly explaining what I believe I can do to change things.
"You're not thinking straight, Damien. There's a ninety percent chance that she dies from the unnatural turning."
"And there's a ten percent chance that she won't. I'm willing to risk it and take my chances."
He shakes his head in disapproval. "This isn't right. Deep down you know it isn't."
"Clearly we have to make a few wrong choices in order to arrive at the right option. This is my wrong choice. But who knows, it might be my right option."
Xavier looks at me like I'm a mad man. Maybe I am. I tend to take stupid risks sometimes but this one might be the stupidest of all.
"No matter what you do, the pack members won't be willing to accept her as the Luna. She's not like us. And even if you turn her, she still won't be like us. We already have a Luna. Let's just stick to that," Xavier states in an attempt to make me see the bigger picture.
I won't lie that got me thinking for a bit. He was right and at the same time he wasn't.
"Who am I?" I ask him.
He narrows his eyes at me as he flashes me a weird look. "What has that got to do with this?"
"Just answer the question," I insist.
"Damien."
"Damien what?"
"Damien Rustov."
"And what am I to you... to the rest of the pack?"
He was already aware of where I was getting to which is why he sneeringly says, "The Alpha."
I stand up from my seat, oozing a dominating presence for him to feel. It was a way to let him know I was serious.
"I am the Alpha, Xavier. And as the Alpha, whatever I say goes whether anyone likes it or not. The human girl will be here and this is where she will be until I have a genuine reason to make her leave. That is until then."
He doesn't say anything. I don't expect him to. So after my speech of putting him in his place, I tell him one last thing.
"From now on, you'll see to it that she finds comfort in her stay here. You're dismissed."
*****
RILEY:
I didn't sleep well last night. I had a nightmare that kept me up most of the night.
I remember being attacked by a pack of wolves only to be saved by a much bigger wolf that turned out to be Damien. The nightmare made me question myself about how true it was if he was indeed a wolf like he claimed.
The sight of his nails turning into long claws was still fresh in my head. The thought of those nails clawing into my flesh and ripping my heart out of my chest was scary and it has made my stay here worse than it already is.
I have been racking my brain trying to figure out who I am a prisoner of. I have already deduced that he's not a human, at least that's what I think from what I saw him do. But I feel it's my intuition messing with me.
He couldn't have tricked me into seeing what he did. It was crystal clear and I have to admit that it was real. But knowing that whatever he did is real doesn't change the fact that he is holding me against my will.
I have been given something to eat this morning but it didn't even go well down my throat. I simply forced myself because I wasn't sure when I was going to get the next meal.
While in my reverie, the door opens, interrupting my thoughts. I look to the side only to capture the sight of a man much different than anyone that has ever come in here. He's not the one who got me locked up and he's neither one of the maids that have been attending to me since yesterday.
"Good day, my lady. I'm Xavier," the man says, introducing himself to me. "Damien sent me to you. I'll be something like a help for the time being. At least until you feel you don't want me around you anymore."
I assess him with a once-over. He's not as tall as Damien but he seems to be as built. He has brown curly hair in contrast to Damien's dark hair. And he seems to have a more approachable expression.
"What are you to him? His friend? His butler?" I have to ask, trying to know what I've been set up with.
"More like his assistant. Here I'm called the Beta because I'm Damien's second-in-command. So others address me as Beta Xavier instead of just Xavier," he explains.
"Beta Xavier. Alpha Damien. What's with all these weird terms before your names? Does everyone around have titles to their names?"
"Only those with positions around the Alpha."
I'm confused. Alpha? Beta? Those are terms associated with symbols in the Greek alphabet. Who exactly are these people?
In my desperation, I ask, "Who really are you? I don't want to say 'who'. What are you?" My voice is a bit low when I ask the last question. It was as if I was scared of being heard outside this room.
"Damien didn't tell you anything?"
"He did. But I need to know the truth. Who are you?"
The man sorts of sighs, shaking his head as he does so. It sounds like he has a huge burden resting on his shoulders and he wasn't sure how to tackle it.
I look at him with curious eyes, hoping he will say something. I don't want to be left in the dark longer than this.
"I'll just say this one time. And when I do, I hope it doesn't freak you out," he pauses to gauge my expression which hasn't left him one bit since I asked him that question. Instantly he looked more stressed than before.
After shaking his head one last time, he announces, "Wolves... that's what we are. Not humans, but wolves."
I was already crazed out of my head before I knew it. What in the bloody hell did I just hear?
"I know this is crazy but from the look of things you're going to be our future Luna."
RILEY: "You're kidding, right?" I ask, apparently expecting the man named Xavier to say he is. But he doesn't say anything. I shake my head. A part of me wants to believe he's telling the truth but another is pointing out the fact that he could be playing games with me. Even Damien too. "How can you all be wolves? I mean, take a look at you," I point a hand in his direction, withdrawing it almost as soon as I do so. "You look as human as you can be. Hell, you look like every human out there." "This is the form we make use of to blend among your kind. No one knows of our true identity except us. And we intend to keep it that way." I give him a side-eye. "But you've just told me what you are." "That's because it seems you'll be here with us for a while. Since that's the case, why not get to know about us?" He confirms my fear. Damien doesn't want me out of here. He wants me rot in here for the rest of my life and he's going to find a means to make that happen. How could someone I
RILEY:There was absolutely no way out of this place. Guards upon guards flocked around the main compound and I could see that thick bushes surrounded the premises. Not just that, there were other buildings around making up the compound. It would take a miracle for me to make a clean escape out of here."This is the premises of the Alpha quarters. Mostly anyone you'll find here belongs to the Alpha's family or has sworn allegiance to the Alpha," Xavier explains, giving me a foresight of what this place entails.I couldn't help but ask, "Do you live here too?""I don't. I might be Damien's second-in-command but I am not a part of his family. Neither am I one of the guards or the maids. I have my residence outside this premises just like every other pack member and that is beyond those gates you can see from afar."I had to strain my eyes just to catch the sight of the gates he was talking about. They were far off from where we stood."Let's take a walk, shall we?" Xavier offers and I d
RILEY:Yesterday, I can't say the number of places Xavier took me to. It was a lot and it looked like the pack or whatever it was called was run like any other town or city around.Nothing looked odd except for the fact that it was just their kind that stayed here together. And according to him, other beings like them had their own pack to themselves in other locations.To be honest, it was I who instigated the whole process of him taking me to a lot of places. It was my way of taking a mental scan that would help me navigate through the pack easily. It looked like it was a successful idea but my legs suffered for it by the end of the tour around.Today, as early as 7:00am, he came to my room, stating he had something interesting to show me. And here I was, standing and watching bare chested men fighting against each other in what seemed like a training. At least that's what Xavier called it."Do they do this everyday?" I couldn't help but ask Xavier. This was after I witnessed one of
DAMIEN:Whatever Carmella was doing, it looked like she didn't want to be disturbed. A closer look at her made me realize she was actually bonding her hair in a way and this gave me the cue that I could actually move close to her."Can we talk?" I ask in an attempt to grab her attention even though I know that she was aware of my presence.She nodded but didn't stop what she's doing for my sake. And with a deep breath which was the only way for me to relax my nerves, I began to speak."I know you're not comfortable with everything going on," I start with that. "But I want you to be open with me. I want to know how you really feel because I feel I owe you a lot of explanation."She says nothing but keeps bonding her hair with her eyes fixated on her reflection in the mirror. The fact is that I'm actually surprised to see her do this herself when she usually calls for her personal maids to get it done for her or sometimes her Gamma.Eventually, her hands are off her hair. And while stil
RILEY:A bang erupted in the air and it affected me so much that I fell to the ground. Meanwhile I was sitting when that happened.I couldn't fathom what was going on except that I could see members of the pack running around like something was chasing them. And when I see Xavier approaching me swiftly with a worried look etched on his face, it made me realize something was wrong.Another bang erupted in the air just when he got to me and helped me up to my feet."What's going on?" I had to ask, my mind trying to draw out the possibilities of what could have gone wrong around."We are under attack!" he hurriedly says as he holds my hand in an attempt to drag me away from there."By who?""Rogues!"That was a word I didn't understand. However I'll come to understand the levity of the situation we're in when we had to stop all of a sudden. Our path has been suddenly blocked by two men dressed in clothings that didn't seem to match what I've seen around here.The Dark Moon pack had a uni
RILEY:I wasn't sure what to be worried about. Maybe it was the fact that I happened to be attacked or that I witnessed the transformation of a real wolf into a man that turned out to be Damien.I was going insane. And I was sure that in no time, I'm going to be crazy from knowing how stressful everything seems to be."Stay put, Riley. Let the doctor clean that up," Damien says as I withdraw my arm from the supposed doctor who was about to add something to the scratch I have on it. This probably resulted from the aggressive push to the ground in Xavier's bid to protect me."It hurts!" I snap."It has to. And it will only get worse if you don't let him clean it up now. So just stay put and let him finish his job or I'll be forced to hold you down myself."I glare at him. "Don't you dare come any closer to me. I'll rip your eyes out!" I threaten.The little distraction gives the doctor the chance to actually apply the ointment on to my arm and I almost yelp at the sting I felt from it.
RILEY:I was let back into the room after protests that were enough to tire anyone out.I couldn't stand being inside a clinic or whatever it is that I was placed. I feel better now and would rather complete the later of my healing inside where I would count as the most comfortable for me in all of the places located in this pack.However it looks like I have no privacy even inside the room because what was up with Damien, Xavier and the maids coming in without even knocking. Only this time it wasn't any of them.I got up from the bed upon realizing it was Xavier's woman or what else would I even call her. His Luna, I guess. She walks in with the same lady that I saw her walk with the first time I met her and it made me uncomfortable knowing the hate she seemed to harbor for me."They weren't lying when they said you're still hurt," the Luna starts to say. "One would expect that you would have healed by now but I keep forgetting how much of a human you are."The snarky remark from her
RILEY:I didn't bother to knock after Xavier told me we had arrived where Damien was in. Instead I barged into the room and the look of surprise etched on Damien's face didn't elude my eyes.He was seated right behind a desk with some documents atop the desk. From the look of things he was busy because he had a pen in hand. I guess this must be his personal study judging from the variety of books stockpiled inside the shelfs."We need to talk!" I announce, my impatience exuding from my tone.For a brief moment he says nothing while just staring at me with narrowed eyes. Eventually he looks up at Xavier behind me and says, "Leave us."Xavier was out of the room in no time. And I knew that when I heard the sound of the door closing."Have a seat," Damien offers."I prefer to stand," I decline."Suit yourself," he states as he drops the pen to sit upright. "So why are you here? What's so important that you had to barge into my personal space?""Please, like you didn't already barge into