Aylee's POV
"We should be moving fast! Alpha Farrell and his army are inching closer and closer. He now took down Alpha Michael!" My father says as he walks into my study.
"I am trying my best to be polite here," I paused and looked at him,"get out"
My father looks like he is shocked first and offended next but I don't give a damn. The moment he came to know that Alpha Farrell sent me a letter saying he was waging a war against me and my pack, he sent Liza away.
It doesn't matter where his mate and his daughter went away. It wouldn't even matter to him. But he wanted Liza to be safe.
Mom and I are now living in one of the few empty houses. Colton arranged it for us, because at the end of the day even he is afraid of what my father is capable of doing. And I understand. Colton is just a guard while my father is a formal Alpha. Colton wouldn't even stand a chance.
"I am the former Alpha. And your father," he says and I laugh, in a sarcastic way that I bet just got on his nerves.
"I am the current Alpha. And as for your statement claiming you are my father, I think mine was dead just two weeks ago," I say and watch his face turn red with anger.
"I knew girl children were only a pain in the ass! This is why there has to be a male heir for the bloodline to survive," he says and walks out knowing damn well that what he said has an effect on me.
I don't understand the male dominance that this world has. And men are just egocentric bastards. Alpha Louis didn't even waste a second before commenting that I look like a woman now. Especially when he wanted to marry me just a couple of years ago.
"Alright. So our pack might be the smallest one of all, we have the best defense system" I say and the door opens again. And this time before I scream, I see it's Rowan.
I don't waste a second before I walk towards him and he scoops me up in his arms. I changed the beta a few weeks ago, and we unfortunately lost him. Now the closest replacement is his younger brother who also happens to be my best friend. Rowan. He is now the beta to my pack.
He left on a search to find his mate and I called him back midway because I need him now more than ever. Alpha Farrell is marching towards my pack and if he kills everyone in his way, then it's only a matter of three weeks until he reaches me. I need to be prepared.
"Hello Colton," Rowan smirks and I playfully shove him, making him chuckle.
I do write letters to Rowan here and there based on the information he leaves along with the address on his next stops. I often write about Colton too. Rowan once told me that Colton was only using me to climb the social ladder but I made sure to make him understand that it's not the case with Colton.
I look at him and he is staring at me already. He likes me. Which was why he didn't hesitate to take my mom and me to his home after my dad slapped me and chose his mistress over me and mom.
I shove all those thoughts aside and focus on the chart before me. We have a miniature chart of our pack's outline. And small miniatures representing the army along with the horse sector.
Colton, Rowan and I debated about all possible ways that could keep Alpha Farrell from entering the pack. Alpha Farrell can come and camp right outside my pack's gates for days, and our defense system would still stand strong. Now what's a war if he can't even take a peek on what's happening inside.
We all eventually called it done, when we realized that it's already night and we started at noon. My stomach rumbling sound was actually the indicator that it was enough and we needed to leave.
Colton leaves the other way since his house is on the other corner of the pack while Rowan and I are the new neighbors now.
"Say whatever. I still don't like Colton," Rowan says, as we walk home. And I just roll my eyes.
"Spend more time around him and you'll see for yourself," I shrug but he still looks like he isn't convinced and I don't plan on convincing anyways.
I have bigger problems to deal with. I waved him bye when it was time for us to walk to each other's houses. I smell steak as soon as I enter home and my stomach makes an even louder noise.
"Go take a shower and come. I'll set the dining table," mom says.
As I walk to my room, I can't help but realize that my mom looks livelier than ever. She is smiling more. Cooking more. She even started baking. I absolutely inhaled the last batch of muffins that she baked. I like this version of her. The version that exists only when her husband is away.
Standing in the shower, I cannot help but groan out loud. Because the images are clouding my mind once again. The images of Alpha Farrell. He has me against the wall and my mind is making me imagine all the unholy things that he was doing to my naked body.
I dreamt of this just a few days ago, and I woke up with sweat all over my body. I don't know why this is happening and I just want this to stop. I can't be thinking of the way Alpha Farrell would have s*x with me when I am actually in love with someone else. Colton loves me so I should stay loyal to him. Even with my thoughts. I should stop thinking of Alpha Farrell.
Or else I don't know what I might do the next time I come across Alpha Farrell again.