As he should be. He’s on my territory and in my home. His son was quiet now, glancing around the room in awe, as though impressed by the amount of wealth that was prevalent. There were expensive paintings and knick-knacks.
“Only those that require it” Alpha Maxwell answered me as I stared at him, sensing he was lying “this girl in particular is defiant in nature and tries to ignore my instructions at every turn.”
This girl was so dainty that a harsh wind would blow her over, I thought with a hint of scorn. I was having difficulty believing she was that difficult to manage.
“Perhaps your leadership skills need improving” I suggested drily, offending the other Alpha who looked ready to explode, before he bit his tongue and leaned back in his chair.
“She looks innocent, but looks can be deceiving” he muttered “it would be wise not to underestimate her Alpha Jaxon. She’s capable of anything this one and requires close monitoring at all times.”
I wanted to laugh at how absurd he sounded. But he sounded serious, glancing at his son who was nodding solemnly. The girl just glanced down at her hands again, twisting and wringing them together. She looked apprehensive and worried, her eyes darting around the room. Was she afraid of something? She looked concerned and even frustrated. How annoying it must be not to be able to talk.
“May I ask what happened to her that she can’t talk? Was she born with that infliction?” I asked with curiosity.
I saw Alpha Maxwell shoot a warning look at his son when he opened his mouth. Damien promptly closed it.
“I’m afraid she’s been that way since she was born. She can read and write but not talk. A shame but considering how she acts it’s probably for the best” he added callously.
For a moment I was certain there was outrage in the girl’s eyes. Outrage and a look of pure fury. It was gone just as quickly and I blinked, wondering if I had imagined it.
“Does she have any family?” I asked, and Alpha Maxwell looked confused.
“Family?” he repeated “I don’t understand, what is your interest in my servant Alpha Jaxon? I don’t mean to be presumptuous but most Alpha’s don’t show such a fascination when it comes to omegas.”
I scrambled to come up with a reason “I can sense she has no wolf and merely wanted to know if she was a hybrid or if she merely hasn’t received a wolf.”
He relaxed. “She never received a wolf. She’s useless” he said scathingly as I gripped the edge of the desk tightly with my fingers, my knuckles turning white “always has been. She’s lucky she wasn’t killed at birth” he added and I wanted to roar, as my wolf began to snarl and growl in my mind.
Calm down Jaxon. I don’t know what’s going on with myself, but to show any curiosity in the omega at all is to show vulnerability. She’s a servant, nothing more. Nobody important. Nothing special. Your wolf is going crazy, for no damn good reason and you need to pull yourself together. Where the hell was Callum and what was taking him so long? I could pull my Gamma Cody in, but he was outside keeping a wary eye on the warriors and I was hesitant to do so. I could manage these three if any of them tried to attack, but I wanted Callum in here if only to dispel the tension and see for myself if he was interested in this girl as well.
Maybe there was something about her that would cause Callum to be intrigued as well, I thought gloomily. The idea of Callum even speaking to her made my wolf growl so viciously that I almost leaped out of my seat. Grayson had never acted this way before.
“Your pack is very impressive Alpha Jaxon” Alpha Maxwell complimented me, his voice smooth as butter “I can only admire the amount of dedication and commitment it must have taken in order for you to grow your ranks and territory to such a large number and size.”
“It is hard work,” I said tightly “and it takes devotion and care. You are only as strong as each pack member and if you don’t run your pack consistently, you risk losing all respect.”
He was silent for a moment. I glanced at the girl who was staring quietly at me. My eyes softened “Our omegas are hard workers and earn money for their services. Each pack member is valued for their skills and what they can bring to the pack.”
“You pay them?” Alpha Maxwell sounded incredulous “how do you make yourself wealthy if you pay the most useless of the pack to serve you?”
I opened my mouth, ready to retort with a vile insult when the door to the study opened and Callum entered, with a tray of drinks in his hands. He placed them carefully on the coffee table. “Sorry about the long wait” he apologized with a wide smile, glancing at me and frowning slightly “I was delayed. What have I missed?” he asked in a low tone, as I sighed and rubbed my forehead.I sensed this discussion was not going to go smoothly with Alpha Maxwell and Callum could not have picked a better time to walk in and disrupt it. I waved my hand at the table “Please, have your servant hand out the drinks” I said tiredly.
Riley POV
I can feel his eyes on me, see him watching me. Something about this man draws me. I want to touch him, I want to look closely into his eyes, but I don’t dare. Not when he thinks I am nothing more than a mere omega. If only I could tell him who I was for real. That I was of an Alpha bloodline, that my father was keeping me secret from the rest of the world, but alas, without a voice, I could do nothing but his bidding and pray for a way to earn my freedom eventually. Or run away. Whichever came first. Whatever opportunity I could take. But something, some instinct inside of me, told me that today was the day that a decision was going to have to be made, and soon. I felt a terrible sense of foreboding, that had started the second we got onto these lands and it hadn’t disappeared, it had only grown stronger.”Have your servant take care of the drinks” he said and his voice was hoarse, tired.
He sounded weary and I wanted to shake my head, wanted to refuse, but my father was already nodding in agreement, gesturing to me. Alpha Jaxon was rubbing his forehead as my father leaned over to the coffee table. He was closest, and then Damien while the Beta, Callum was behind me, unable to fully see what was going on. My father’s grin was vicious, and triumphant, as though this was what he had been waiting for. I saw something flash and then my eyes widened as he tipped a vial quickly over one of the drinks, letting two drops of some mystery substance into it, before sliding the vial back down his sleeve. The bastard had been hiding it on his person all along. I couldn’t believe it.I swallowed hard. The vial looked exactly like the one that I had disposed of before we made it to the pack. Exactly the same. Both were identical. Realization dawned. They were planning on poisoning Alpha Jaxon and they needed somebody to take the blame while they took out the pack and kept the Beta busy. That vial had been planted on me so that when I was searched, I would become the scapegoat for the poisoning.
My father spoke, his voice was sharp and impatient.
“Stop dallying girl and start to serve the drinks,” he said with a growl “So slow. I knew I should have brought a different servant” he complained to Damien, who nodded quickly in agreement.
I glared at them both.
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