Mated To Alpha Gregory

Adams’ POV.

Every day, during their training, I would stand at her side window and watch. It always took all the self-control in me to not scream whenever their bodies came into contact with each other.

Today, while they had their training, Ronan stood with me, watching me twist and turn and sigh in frustration each time Dale held her or touched her in any way.

“Before your brothers kill you, you will kill yourself with worry,” he commented, resting on the wall beside me.

He had an amused smile which stretched across his face. I saw that smile as a mockery of my situation. Why wasn’t he feeling sad for me? He was my best friend for crying out loud.

“If you are here to mock me, then you might just leave,” I hissed, not taking my eyes off Lilith.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

“Okay, fine.” He raised his hands up and laughed as we watched on in silence. He soon had to leave, to attend to an urgent business.

I wasn’t jealous. Why would she think I was? I just wasn’t cool with that guy, Dale or whatever, coming close to her.

“Don’t be ridiculous, Lilith, I’m not jealous, just… looking out for you. I proceeded to leave the room when she hugged me from behind, wrapping her hands around my waist.

The suddenness of the hug made me stop as I felt the softness of her breast on my back. “I would always love you Adams. You were there for me, so I’ll be there for you. You never left me, so I’ll never leave you. I will always love you because you have shown me so much love than I deserve.”

After she said those words, I doubted if there was any form of anger left inside me as they melted away like ice.

A broad smile was present on my face, one which expressed the satisfaction I felt at hearing her say those words.

“You can’t fool yourself now, Adams, don’t let her see that smile,” Ted said.

I reasoned with him and erased the smile on my face so that she wouldn’t see it. Slowly, I touched her hands with the intention of removing them, but I couldn’t as an electrifying sensation passed through our bodies as they made contact.

“Get it together, will you?” Ted growled.

I immediately broke away from her embrace and walked towards the door.

“You aren’t annoyed, are you? She asked.

I turned to reply to her, but pain shot through my body as I felt a sharp twist in my neck. “What did you do that for?” I demanded, as Ted took matters personally.

“You’ll thank me later'” he replied, moving my legs against my will till I was outside.

Nightfall soon came, and we gathered to eat at the dining table. I sat at the head and Lilith, dressed in a free blue gown, sat on my right side with her hair grazing her back.

Ronan sat on my left, still dressed in his armor. He never took it off except when he wanted to sleep. We had fought over it countless times, but his response remained the same. “There’s nothing like being over prepared, it’s always the right thing because we don’t know what hides in the shadows.”

Since he wouldn’t listen, I didn’t bother him anymore about it.

At the far end of the table was Ben, directly opposite me. He had this awkward smile on his face as he threw occasional glances at Lilith, filling me with so much rage.

She, on the other hand, ate without care, engrossed in the food like a pregnant woman whose craving was about to be her end.

Beside Ben sat Bartholomew. He had a mirror in his hand which he used to stare at his face once in a while.

It made me mad, but I didn’t say anything. Why would anyone bring a mirror to the dining table?

The dinner would have gone smoothly with every one of us eating silently before retiring to bed for the night when, suddenly, the door to the dining room opened and Raoul walked in with high shoulders.

Ted danced crazily inside me in a fit of rage. He moved so wildly, I thought he would burst out. I was so pissed, words couldn’t explain how I felt.

Everyone stopped eating and stared at him like he was a peculiar rock from outer space.

After the mountain encounter, I sent soldiers to raid the place and bring everyone back there, but strangely, they didn’t find anything.

Seeing him now after all those months revived the dead hatred I had for him.

“What makes you think you can show your face here, uhn?” I stood up in haste and shook my fist at him.

Ronan also stood up, while Lilith, Ben and Bartholomew watched from their seats.

“This is my father’s house and I come and go whenever I please,” he replied boldly.

A quick scan on his body revealed that he had no scars. He had probably taken the time out to heal and restrategize. Seeing him now, I wouldn’t spare him if he tried anything funny.

“Leave right now and go back to whatever hole you crawled out of. I am warning you.”

“And what would you do? All you do is make empty threats, it’s not like I’m scared of you.”

His words annoyed me so much, my temperance speedometer raced right to the top. If I were close to him, I would have smacked his head right out of his neck.

“Guards!” I growled. Two guards rushed inside the dining room quickly. ” Arrest this man and keep him locked up,” I said, pointing to Raoul.

They made an attempt to move towards him, but he stopped them, “don’t come any closer or your heads will roll on the floor.”

They stopped, scared at first and looked at me. I gave them a signal to go on, and they did, but what happened next shocked us all.

Raoul swung his legs swiftly and the men literally flew across the room. The force from the kick made them hit their backs on the wall, breaking it in the process.

They passed out due to the pain and remained on the floor like dead bodies.

Lilith screamed and got up immediately, standing behind me.

Ben and Bartholomew chuckled at his sudden reaction and began to clap, infuriating me the more.

I marched towards the unconscious men and felt their pulse. They were still breathing, which made me relieved, but I wasn’t going to let it slide. They got hurt under my command. Getting justice for them was worth my priority.

I picked up a sword from one of the men’s body and made to move towards Raoul when Ronan stopped me and drew out his sword. “Let me take care of him,” he assured, his hands on my shoulder.

I gave him a nod of approval, and he moved towards Raoul, swinging his sword dangerously.

Raoul didn’t move or react, he just watched him till he got to where he was.

Ronan took his sword and almost brought it down in Raoul’s face when Raoul began to laugh. He stopped, noticing his strange attitude and frowned at him, the sword still in the air. “Death lurks around the corner, yet you make jest of it like a mad man, you are a fool.”

Raoul stopped laughing and smiled before shooting a look which could kill, at Ronan. “Death? Nah… not today for me. Maybe for you. I’m sure you know the punishment for killing a royal. Your father did it during his time and received his reward. Since the same blood runs in your veins, I wouldn’t be surprised if you did the same.”

Ronan’s face paled at his words. His father was the previous Beta who killed one of my father’s brothers by mistake. He was declared guilty when tried before the council of elders despite my father’s attempts to preserve his life.

He was killed, just like my uncle was killed… trampled upon by a horse, while his son was forced to watch.

The ugly memory haunted Ronan for some years and traumatized him badly, so much so, he never spoke of it.

Suddenly, a body crashed onto the dining table, scattering all the food on it. We looked at who it was and found an angry Ronan bashing Raoul’s jaws with so much force that if he hadn’t been stopped, Raoul might never speak again.

Ben and Bartholomew rushed to Raoul’s rescue, holding the enraged Ronan. It took a while to detach him from an already battered Raoul who was breathing haggardly with blood all over his face.

“Last I checked, the law doesn’t say anything about putting a royal in his place. Fool.” He jerked Ben and Bartholomew away and walked to where I was with Lilith.

“How could you let this happen?” Ben demanded, facing me. “Don’t you have any human feelings left in you?

“I don’t think you have a say in this, Ben, you are just a green snake hiding beneath green grass. At least he chose to do his in the open unlike you, hiding like a feeble,” I fired back.

“I swear to the goddess, I will kill you!” He screamed, charging towards me.

I braced myself for his hit, taking a stance and would have delivered a perfectly timed kick to his face if a thick masculine voice had not stopped us.

“What is all this madness about?”

We all froze in our tracks as the voice rang in our heads. Slowly, we turned towards the door and gasped at the realization of who it was.