The Alpha

Chapter 18

Scarlet's POV

I tilt my head to the side and furrow my brows. Why is he asking about Will? "Umm... he's my best

friend. We've known each other since I first came to live in The Scourge when I was three."

"I need to know more. What are your feelings for him? What are his for you? Have you ever been

romantically involved?" he persists and my jaw drops before I clamp my mouth shut.

"Where is all of this coming from?" I ask hesitantly.

"You have guards Scarlet," he states as if that explains everything and I raise my eyebrow at him. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Yeah. And?"

"And they are MY guards. You didn't think they would keep me informed about how things went at the

shelter? You didn't think they would let me know that another man was hugging and touching my mate?

That he KISSED you?" My eyes widen in both shock and anger. Will had kissed me on the cheek when

he hugged me goodbye. There hadn't been anything romantic about the encounter. It was the same as

it's always been.

"You have your guards spying on me?!"

"No. They are protecting you and reporting back. I don't like him touching you Scarlet," he growls and I

can't help but to scoff as I cross my arms over my chest defensively. "If you want to continue seeing

him and helping at the shelter then tell him to keep his hands and lips to himself."

"You can't be serious!" I demand.

"Oh I am."

"And what if I don't care?"

"I promised I wouldn't throw you in the dungeon again but him on the other hand, well I have nothing

against keeping him there indefinitely."

I stare at him wide-eyed, at a loss for words as my mouth hangs open in astonishment. He would

actually throw my best friend in the dungeons for hugging me?! I stare at him for a moment, wondering

if this is some kind of horrible joke. He remains stoic, completely unfazed by his absurd decree. I shake

my head. "Wow.... You are really used to getting your way all the time, huh?" I spit before turning

around with a huff and marching towards the door. How dare he?! I can't believe him!

I hightail it to the elevator, the guards that are here this evening quickly follow. "33 please," I state,

causing one to swipe his card. We descend to the pack house and I immediately strut to the kitchen,

ignoring all the looks that I'm receiving. When I arrive at my destination the kitchen is mostly empty

other than a few Omegas that are cleaning. They all stop what they're doing and look at me as I enter.

One quickly dries her hands with a towel and hurries over to me.

"Luna! What can we help you with?!" she inquires in a somewhat panicked tone.

"Umm... do we have any sweets in here? Maybe ice cream? Or chocolate?"

"Oh! Of course, Luna! Help yourself! Ice cream is in that freezer there and cookies and other goodies

are in the pantry. Take whatever you want!" she insists.

"Thank you... what's your name?"

"M-Mary, Miss."

"Thank you, Mary," I say with a smile before heading to the freezer and grabbing a pint of ice cream.

After Mary shows me where the spoons are, I take one of the pints and head to the game room. Again,

people stop and stare as I make my way over to one of the electronic dart boards with a cup of darts. I

place the cup and pint down on a tall round table before opening the ice cream and stabbing it

forcefully with the spoon several times. Spooning out a nice sized bite, I put it in my mouth before

grabbing one of the darts and turning to the board. I whip my hand forward and watch as the dart lands

in the ring outside of the bullseye. This routine continues for a while as I try to calm down the rage that

is inside me.

"Who the hell pissed you off?" a familiar voice questions as he comes up behind me. I turn around to

see Alex. I give him a pointed look which he immediately understands. "Ahh... what did my brother do

now?"

"He threatened to throw my best friend in the dungeons if he ever touches me again."

Alex makes a face that I read as 'yikes.' "I get that's a bit extreme, but maybe try to consider where he's

coming from..."

"Seriously?! You're siding with him on this?!"

"No no. I'm not taking sides. I'm just saying, think about how you would feel if he had a relationship with

another woman that was similar to the one you have with your friend. How would you feel knowing that

she is touching him the same way? Especially when you know that you've already messed up the way

he has. You already tried running away once. Yeah, he's being overprotective and controlling, but his

heart is in the right place. You just have to talk to him."

I let out a sigh. As much as I hate to admit it, I guess I can see his point. "Okay... I'll talk to him, but I

can't make any promises."

Alex gives me a boyish grin as he sticks his hands in his pockets. "Good. If anyone can talk sense into

his thick skull it's you." He gives me a wink before he saunters towards the exit and passed my guards.

I shake my head with a smile and go back to my game. I'll talk to Ethan, but not yet. I'm not in a hurry to

have another exhausting argument.

"So, you're the slut trying to take my spot as Luna of the Crescent Moon Pack," a high-pitched nasally

voice comes from behind me.

My eyes widen at the hostility and I turn around to see who has spoken to me, only to find that horrid

blonde that I had seen kissing Ethan the other night. Did he call her Nikki? "Can I help you?" I ask her,

my tone cold and measured.

"Sure. You can help me by crawling back to whatever hole you came from," she remarks bitterly.

"What is your problem?"

"My problem is that I was going to marry Ethan Kane and be named Luna. And then your skanky ass

showed up. What'd you do? Get down on your knees for him the moment you met?"

"Excuse me?!" I exclaim as I take a step towards her.

"Oh, you heard me. It's only a matter of time before he realizes that you're just some trash that was

only good for a little bit of fun. He'll be bored with you soon enough. Really, he is already growing tired

of you. That's probably why he comes to my room every night before he goes home to his penthouse."

"You're lying," I seethe through gritted teeth.

"Oh yeah? Then why did he kiss me yesterday?"

"You kissed him. He didn't want it."

"Is that what he told you?" she asks in a voice full of fake shock and sympathy. "You poor thing. You

really think he cares about you? That he would want to take some nobody like you as his Luna? I've

heard about you. You came from The Scourge. You're just a filthy mutt with nowhere else to go. He just

keeps you around 'cause he feels sorry for you."

This girl is pushing every one of my buttons. My emotions are going haywire as I feel sadness,

confusion, anxiety, but most of all, a profound sense of rage. Everything seems to move in slow motion

when without thinking, without even realizing what I'm doing my hand comes out and smacks her hard

in the face.