Chapter 6: Rule Out
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Gwy's POV
Devon Guillermo has a way of churning my stomach 360 degrees. His blazing blue eyes darted mine while trying to pin me on the chair.
What's going on with my body? Why am I reacting so much to his words? They're just words!
Wake up, Gwyneth! It's not time to find this mateless Alpha sexy and hot! Ugh!
Devon's grin became wider than before. The tip of his nose touched the side of my lips. That alone sent me chills. Damn this man!
"I didn't know you smell this nice..." he whispered as he went on sniffing until he reached my neck. "You smell so nice, priestess..."
"W-wait... Devon, I–"
"Are you sure we're not mates?"
"Shamans do really smell nice, Devon. I bathe with honey every day of my life! This is something I can l-literally explain!" I can't believe I'm shaking because of him!
"Hmm... you do smell like honey..." As soon as he said that, he immediately pushed me so hard that my chair moved almost touching the window.
Dang! That was approximately 7 meters away from the long table!
I let out a shrill cry. I really thought I was going to hit my head on the floor. What a jerk!
"What is wrong with you?!"
"Come to the open field later. I will announce our mateship to all of the Black Dew Pack members. After that, go to my room," he coldly said to me.
I scoffed. "Do I have to go and sleep with you? Are you kidding me?!"
"Do you want me to f**k you here instead?"
I gasped. "How dare you? I'm a sacred woman! You can't just ask me to sleep with you. Let alone I just met you today. I'm still in a culture shock! I may be a wolf but it's not easy getting used to being a Solus Lupus."
"You're such a talker. You don't know who you're dealing with, priestess. I don't care about your culture or your tradition. My pack, my rules. Got it?"
After his yapping, two new men came in and forcefully took me away from the hall. All I can think of is how to get out of this place. I have to go back to the temple and take care of Cloud and Epiphany. They might be so worried about me right now. I just do hope they figured out something to help me get out of this place...
Later at night, Devon called me again. There are a lot of people in the open field. I can see how eager they are to hear from their Alpha. It seemed like no one was aware of the exact announcement. They don't even look at me.
Well, shamans tend to blend in. We are made to be unnoticed by most people around us. I don't have an exact explanation for that but I guess the moon goddess is trying to protect the oldest tribe of her race.
Eastern Tribe was the oldest tribe that was ever created ever since. Most of us are gifted and we call ourselves shamans. We are the real guardians of Eastern powers and cultures. They were just adapted by humans, especially in Eastern Asia.
Not long enough, Devon appeared and started to announce his unspeakable lies.
"Greetings, Black Dew Pack! I am here to announce an important matter to everyone. I am announcing the arrival of my mate," he finally uttered.
Gasps filled the whole place. But not one even gets a chance to look at my direction.
"Please welcome... Gwyneth Hathaway!" Claps and murmurs followed.
It is like a certain spotlight is dawned on me immediately. Slowly, glances look my way. My heart starts to prance in menace. I find myself walking toward this unspeakable man. It is like I will be safer if I get closer to him.
Now, I start wondering about many things about him. What would it be like to be inside his arms?
I got out of a trance as soon as he held my hand and showed me to everyone. He looks so genuine. He looks like he was a proud Alpha introducing his Luna to his pack.
I bit my lower lip absentmindedly.
"Play along, priestess. You need to look happy..." he whispered. His other hand supported my back, slowly caressing it.
If you only knew, Devon, how much I getting crazy for your touch right now!
I let out a genuine smile. A round of applause roared through the place. They celebrated with their Alpha. They don't even give the slightest question about my existence. Except for several people around.
They are none other than Margaux and Den. Their spiteful look went all through me. Hmm... fans!
The announcement suddenly became festive. Tables were prepared for all the people of Black Dew Pack.
"I can't believe they bought your lies!" I hissed at Devon.
"Shut up and just do your role, okay?"
What choice do I have?
A lot of people started to talk to Devon and we started parting ways. I found myself alone with a drink in hand. Suddenly, Margaux crashed in with her sexy catwalk.
"So, you're that Luna, huh?"
"Well, unfortunately..." I whispered to myself.
"What did you say?"
"I mean... yeah! It just kinda happened," then I laughed. "And you are?"
"I'm Margaux. Beta Female of Black Dew Pack. You don't seem to appear a luna. You're too plain. I wonder what Devon was thinking to accept you in here. You don't even appeal to me," she blatantly said.
I gave her my pearly smile. "Well... I don't really know what to say, Miss Beta. But I do hope we can get along in the future..."
She laughed cockily. "Don't even start with me! You will never be our Luna. I will make sure to kick you out of this place in no time!"
I didn't say anything after that. I'm tired of arguing with people. This alone exhausts me to the core. I was relieved as the priestess of Shaman Temple and now I am kidnapped by an arrogant alpha who wanted me to pose as his Luna.
For the first time, I became envious of my appearance. I wish I could be more attractive than anyone else. I may appear to be a beauty to everyone but I am still a generic shaman. We are always unnoticed. That alone hurt me the most.
I was about to turn away when suddenly, a loud voice came to a halt all the chatters around.
"Let go of my beloved Gwyneth!" Suddenly, a loud voice uttered.
Gasps filled the whole place, looking at the new person gatecrashing the party.
My jaw dropped as soon as I recognized who it was.
"A-Alpha Qirak?!"
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