Arranged For The Cruel Alpha

ANNABELLA’S POV

Madeline had already packed the food by the time I got downstairs.

This time I didn’t need directions to get to his office because I was almost familiar with the pack since I have been taking strolls lately. His office was quiet and the light was off signaling his absence.

I wasn’t sure how long I had been in here but long enough to know he wasn’t coming. Long enough to give up but I decided to wait some more. Maybe he was in his way. Sitting on the couch with my eyes stuck to the door hoping he would walk in any minute but after waiting for what felt like an eternity I decided it was best I leave. He wasn’t coming, obviously.

I turned off the light and left his office. The atmosphere was dark but I wasn’t in the mood for it. A few minutes to the pack house I decided to take a walk. Madeline wouldn’t be in at that time and I wasn’t in the mood for sleep. I headed towards the park. My inside was hurting, I could feel the twist each time I thought about him and her together.

I didn’t know who she was but I was certain he was with her after all, she was his mate. I didn’t know what to think anymore. My mind was in chaos and every single thing in my mind was about him.

Why was I upset?

I found myself half a mile away from the pack house. A night walk wasn’t bad, the cold air was a bit relaxing. I slowly let go of my worries when I bumped into Zackery and two other warriors who were patrolling, I guess.

” Luna Bella” Zackery jumped down from on top of the car and so were the two warriors who were sitting on the huge rock.

” It’s Bella” I corrected and the two warriors stared at each other as if I just spoke a foreign language.NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Everyone called me Anna in my old pack but here I prefer Bella.

” It’s late, ” he said dropping the half cigar in between his fingers as I was struggling to breathe probably.” Do you mind?” I signaled to the car and he nodded. It was surprising how comfortable I feel comfortable with him and all that.

He didn’t seem like the friendly type but for some reason, he talked to me even though he always avoided my eyes which I didn’t understand. Brown short hair, huge scary body, and all the scary vibe that comes from him didn’t seem to scare me away. In fact, I was good with him, I feel great sitting with him. He never asked too much, he only spoke one or two.

I joined him on top of the car as we stared at the sky together. I think his company was what I needed in order not to break down. Waiting for him for almost an hour and yet he never showed up made me feel like a fool or worse regretted my decision to send food to him.

” Are you okay?”

” How is your mom?” I asked, breaking the silence and he shrugged. I wasn’t sure if I had asked the wrong question.

I was actually worried about her even though I hadn’t met his mom yet. Listening to him the other time I could tell her condition was quite serious. ” It’s always the same,” he said and I bit on my bottom lip. ” Sorry for asking” I didn’t know it was that bad.” She has been like that since she lost her mate ” He added and I couldn’t help but look up at him. His face was nonchalant as if he wasn’t affected by it but I knew he was deep down. Attending to her day and night might have been hard on him. No one deserved to see their parents in such a bad condition, not even him.

” The funny part is the doctors have nothing medically to say about her illness” he scoffed and I felt a bit relieved that he was at least talking to me about her. ” Gamma Zackery, alpha Roman wants you to find out what is happening in the clubhouse” one of the two warriors informed him and I bit on my bottom lip hearing his name.

” On it” he jumped down from the car and walked to the other warrior who was standing by the road with a cigar in his hand and said one or two words to him before turning back to help me on my feet. ” It’s a long way back to the packhouse.” his eyes went to the two warriors and I couldn’t help but think he didn’t trust them to look after me.” I can come with you”. Besides, I wasn’t sleepy and there was still a long night before morning. ” Get in,” he said after a short thought.

He packed the car in front of a building I guessed was the same clubhouse the warrior was talking about even though I didn’t see anything odd around.” You can’t get out of the car. Don’t open the door for anyone unless me” he warned as if I was going to be attacked if I left the car. ” Please ” I nodded hearing his plea and he shut the car door behind him.

I saw two or three people walking in. I have never been to a clubhouse before but I guess it wasn’t a bad place to be. I leaned in the seat as my thoughts went back to him. I don’t know why I get upset whenever I think of him. He wasn’t even answerable to me and I was getting upset over nothing.

I sighed, lifting my head up. Zackery has been gone for minutes now. I wonder what he was doing in there.

I understand he was working but wasn’t he supposed to be at the borders. The club didn’t seem to be in trouble. ” Why did we have to leave this early?” a couple passed by and I couldn’t help rolling my eyes.

I finally gave up after staring at the club entrance for what felt like an eternity. I pushed the door open and stepped down. My gaze ran around the quiet space before walking towards the blue door. The road was quite empty but it wasn’t surprising because it was a bit late and there were a lot of cars at the packing club’s packing space.

The moment I stepped inside, I couldn’t hear myself anymore, there was the heavy smell of alcohol and the loud music playing in the background.

The smell of cigars made me want to poke out my guts but I wasn’t sure I wanted to leave without Zackery. My eyes ran around the counter and I didn’t need to be told it wasn’t closing till morning. ” Need a seat?” A waiter came up to me but I shook my head immediately and he smiled away.

I wasn’t sure I would find him by standing here like a statue.

” Get me a beer,” someone said from the back. ” Another one”

I squeezed my way through not knowing where exactly I was going. The place was packed with people, everyone was having fun with at least a bottle in their hand. The disgusting smell of cigars poked me in my belly as my throat threatened to open up. The music was high and I wasn’t sure who to talk to because I was obviously going to poke my guts out if I didn’t leave the place.

I gave up and decided to go wait for him in the car as he instructed.

The weird feeling in my stomach wasn’t getting any better as I could feel the discomfort and something pushing up from my stomach.

I tried to hurry up and leave the place as soon as possible but the crowd was too much to beat so I ended up trembling on something or someone.

I vomited my lungs out right at the door. My hand clenched on my belly as I tried to breathe. The feeling of someone staring down at me forced me to open my eyes to my surroundings and to my shock, the place had turned quiet!

I didn’t understand what was going on but I was glad I could hear my breathing slowing down. The quiet atmosphere was helping a lot even though I wasn’t feeling any good. My eyes widened when I realized the black shore that was covered in my disgusting….

I stared up with a pleading look on my face only to find him standing in front of me with a cold look on his face.

” R-Roman” I whispered.