Slaved To The Alpha

“What do you mean excited?” He asked in a low and calm tone of voice while his forehead creased automatically.

She laughed nervously when she noticed that things were starting to look bad, but Mabelle’s spirit wouldn’t feel down just because of that. “What I mean is that… your fated match might be going to the ball, right? Aren’t you feeling excited about it even just a little?”© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“Those kinds of things are still not in my vocabulary, so I don’t care at all.” He told her with a straight face.

It was too obvious that Grant was not showing interest in her at all but Mabelle just wouldn’t give up and continued to talk about new topics. She wanted him to stay much longer and spend time with him, so she would find any means possible. “Oh, yeah, aren’t you going to ask how my day went?” She asked Grant with puppy eyes, but she already knew the answer when Grant just shut his mouth up and stared at Mabelle for a few seconds.

Things began to be awkward, so Mabelle ignored that fact and continued with her talking. “You know what? I was with my girls in the venue this morning. We were trying to finalize the decorations until a girl just burst in to get in our way. I met this very awful girl just earlier and she is very mean. I can’t believe that she is invited in our pack, like what the heck? She doesn’t belong here, right? As far as I can remember, she’s Asthrid Olimp’s maid… is her name Krisna?” She said while trying to remember who the girl they encountered at the ball room was.

Mabelle continued to tell stories about how they picked a fight with her, she was bad mouthing Krisna in front of Grant, but he would only look at Mabelle talking on her own. Everything was beginning to connect for Grant. The answer to what he had been thinking about was revealed.

The look on his face started to change and it made Mabelle furious at him. She began to stutter as she still continued to tell him stories until she wasn’t able to even utter a single word. She knew that something was wrong, but she didn’t have the guts to ask him what was wrong. Her group of friends noticed this change and they all started to walk to rescue Mabelle. Their faces showed fear as they tried to reach out to her.

One of them held Mabelle in her arms, trying to calm her down but she was still shaking all over. “H-Hello, Alpha Grant.” One of the girls greeted him, but there was an obvious hint of fear on her face.

“Mabelle, what happened? Are you okay?” Another girl asked her in a worried tone. Good thing that Mabelle managed to nod after being stunned for a few minutes. She felt like Grant just ate her alive.

Mabelle gulped and she felt like something was stuck in her throat that was keeping her from talking. It was just Grant who was in front of her… the person she used to date, but why would she feel very inferior now? She wasn’t usually like this. She was a strong-willed, determined and jolly lady, but it looked like Grant took those away from her.

She began to shake once again when she saw Grant take a step forward. His eyes began to change colors and an aura surrounding him appeared. “I will only be saying this once, Mabelle. Leave Krisna alone if you still love your life. I am the Alpha of the Snow Packand I won’t allow you… nor any of you girls to lay a finger on her. If I see her shed blood again with my own two eyes, I won’t think twice to do you no good.” He told the girls in front of him with a very fierce tone of voice. Fierce enough to make someone pee in their pants. All of them zipped their mouths and started to nod altogether.

Grant leaned forward, closing the gap between him and Mabelle. “The moment that I receive a report that you hurt her again, I will have to settle things myself next time. I won’t let you all pass and who knows… maybe you’ll be attending your own funeral by that time.” He whispered in her ears before he left the area to find Greco again.

The moment that Grant’s presence was out of that area, Mabelle and her squad were finally able to breathe fresh air. They all felt like Grant took their oxygen and they were not able to breathe the whole time he was there.

On the other hand, Grant was walking along the hallway and his mind was occupied by things. He really thought that Mabelle and the other pack girls harmed Krisna and that was why she had blood on her face when he saw her at the patio.

He also found it odd when he protected Krisna against Mabelle and her group of friends. He didn’t know Krisna all too well, but he was able to say those things for her. But although he said those words to give protection to her, he still didn’t intend on honoring their fated match. He knew to himself that he still didn’t care for her, he just felt like telling Mabelle to stay out of her line.

“What is wrong with me? This isn’t like me.” He told himself while still walking to go back to his room. Maybe he would just go back and think about it to himself. He would definitely look for Greco later on.