Her Alphas

3. The Same Spot

~ Savannah’s POV ~

“Can you believe it? He’s basically auctioning me off like a horse!”

I stomp my feet, making my way out of the walk-in closet. As soon as I step into the room, my two best friends, Justin and Lexy, gasp in awe.

“But still, a very pretty horse, wearing Oscar de la Renta!” Justin, or Juju I call him, exclaims excitedly. He sashays his way over to me and examines the dress further. He nods approvingly at the way the silver dress hugs my slender curves, hollering, “Damn girl, you’re gonna be selling out like hotcakes!”

“Juju, you’re not helping!” I hiss and slap his painted nails away from my ass.

“Juju’s got a point, though. You look great in that dress,” Lexy shrugs. “And your dad’s not auctioning you off, Sav. Look on the bright side, he just wants you to pick a mate that he can trust,”

“Yeah right,” I roll her eyes dramatically. “Guys, I’m not naive. I know exactly what he’s doing. We both know I’m not gonna find my mate at the party, but he’s gonna make me marry one of them anyway because he’s too focused on his damn legacy!”

I start fuming in anger and desperation. Lexy moves over and gives me a hug while Juju goes to grab a flask from his backpack.

“Looks like you’ll need this more than I do,” he says, handing the flask over.

“Thanks,” I sigh, checking the content of that flask.

It’s gin. Alright, I can work with that.

I take a swig of the flask before handing it to Lexy. She takes a sip and hands it back to her twin brother. Yes, Lexy and Justin are twin siblings. They’re Beta Jon and Lilian’s kids. We were all born in the same year, so luckily for me, we have been inseparable ever since.

To be honest, Lexy and Juju are my only friends. I find it hard to trust new people, especially since my dad always says not to trust anyone outside of our circle. But hey, I believe in quality over quantity anyway. So even though I may not have 5,000 friends on i********:, it doesn’t matter. Juju and Lexy are more than enough.

I let out another sigh as I look at my reflection in the mirror. My friends are right, I do look amazing in that dress. It’s a metallic pleated dress with an asymmetric hem. It shows off my collarbone and hugs my ass perfectly. If only Derek can see me in this, that would’ve been oh-so-amazing.

“Mm, girl, we need to get you some kicks though,” Juju comments and he disappears into my closet. Moments later, he comes back with a pair of silver Manolo Blahnik heels.

“Oh, I can’t wear those,” I shake my head instantly.

“Why not? I got these for you for your birthday last year and you never wear ‘em,” he pouts.

“Yeah, that’s because those are, like, twelve inch heels!”

“Oh, please. They’re like, five inches, at most,”

Heels are never my best friend. I’m a wolf, for crying out loud. I’m supposed to be walking on all fours, not on my tippy toes ready to fall at any moment.

“Ju, I can’t pull that off,” I tell him.

“Yes you can,” he fights back. “Just try it,”

Letting out a defeated sigh, I take the heels from him and try them on. Of course, Juju’s keen eye for fashion never lets me down. He is, after all, the most stylish wolf in all of Blue Moon and beyond. If it’s not for his dad being a Beta, he’d probably be in design school by now.

“Aw, I wish you two could come, at least I’ll be less miserable,” I sigh into the mirror as I see the reflection of my two best friends behind me.

“Unfortunately, I’m not a guy about to court you, so I’m not on the list,” Lexy jokes.

“I am a guy, but I’m not courting you either,” Juju shakes his head, “Also, I’m a little offended that I’m not on this list. Does your dad think I’m not good enough for his little girl or something?”

“Juju, you’re gay,” I point out the obvious.

“So? I still come from a good family. My dad is his Beta for crying out loud,” he raises his hands up dramatically.

“But you being gay means I’m not gonna conceive a child with you. He wants heirs,” I reply.

“There are tube babies and s**t like that nowadays,” he retorts. “We can do that,”

“Really? Will you do that? Will you marry me and have tube babies with me?” I challenge him.

“On second thought…” Juju pulls away, grimacing.

“My point exactly,”

“Guys, it’s not just about having heirs anyway,” Lexy cuts in finally, ending this stupid discussion. “Alpha William wants Alpha heirs, you know what I mean?”

Of course, I know what she means. My dad basically thinks that there are no suitable matches for me in this pack whatsoever, so we have to look outside, to other Alphas around the area.

“If only my dad can see how great of a guy Derek is…” I pause for a beat before continuing, “He can be a great leader for this pack…”

“Uh, honey, I love Derek, but he’s only the captain of the basketball team. He doesn’t have Alpha blood in him, he can’t lead like an Alpha can lead,” Juju, of course, has to break my bubble.

“Hey, don’t be upset, Sav,” Lexy says, coming to my rescue. “If it’s any consolation, at least it’s only a birthday dinner, not a forced arranged marriage,”

I sigh and roll my eyes.

“Not tonight maybe, but soon enough, it might as well be,”

* KNOCK! * KNOCK! *

I was about to complain some more when I hear a knock on the door. The door creaks open and Kathy, the head housemaid enters, “Miss Savannah, they’re ready for you downstairs,”

I turn to my friends with a dejected look on my face.

“Guess that means we gotta leave,” Lexy smiles sadly.

Juju kisses my cheek and gives me a supportive hug, saying, “Have fun at your auction, Sav. Give us the lowdown later,”

And I punch his arm right before he exits the door.

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Within the next few hours, our house is now transformed into a banquet fancy enough for a small wedding. The dining hall is covered in flowers and crystal champagne glasses, and the family room is turned into an open area where people can dance and mingle. My dad even arranged for a small orchestra and a singer at the ready.

By 7 PM, several guests have arrived at the house. I walk down the stairs in my long silver dress and heels, making sure I take slow, careful steps. My long brown hair is curled at the bottom and the light make up I used accentuated my bright hazel eyes and plump pink lips. I start smiling politely at the guests, greeting them as a good host would.

As the night wears on, more and more guests fill the room. After a while, all of their faces blend together and I can’t tell one from the other. They are all guys around my age, all wearing suits, and some even come with their parents. The parents are mostly there to get a better look at their son’s potential future Luna too, and also to keep Alpha William company. It’s always a good idea to have Alpha William on one’s side. We are one of the strongest packs in the East, after all.

After two hours of standing around, smiling, and making small talk, I feel exhausted and hungry. Two hours into my birthday dinner and I couldn’t even get a bite to eat. I’m too busy having to entertain guys that wouldn’t stop coming up to talk to me. And no, I don’t find anyone particularly interesting. All the guys here are one-dimensional, narcissistic, obnoxious, arrogant snobs. You know, those typical bratty Alpha kids.

And not only that, none of these guys are remotely my type. Not saying that they aren’t handsome, some are pretty decent looking. But unlike the typical girls in her position, I never care about looks or power and status. I long for something deeper, a connection, maybe a spark. I long for passion and heart, but that never seems to exist in the ruthless world of the Alphas. Her mom and dad are an exception. She’s heard plenty of horror stories, about Alphas cheating on their Lunas to breed more pups. Or those that are never satisfied with just one Luna.

Enough is enough!

I can’t take standing here in these heels anymore. I’ve given this enough time. Stealthily, I look around the room to make sure dad isn’t watching. Once I’ve established that, I smile politely at the guy talking in front of me, and I make an excuse to go to the ladies’ room.

I’m actually not going to the ladies' room. I’m on a mission to find a way out of the house without any of the maids, guards, or guests noticing. So, how do I do that?

The back door!

I smile victoriously at the thought. Quickly, I take off the heels and sneak past the guards. My heart is racing and I’m holding my breath as I look from side to side, running toward my freedom. I’m moving pretty fast. And I’m just about to make it — when suddenly, my head hits something hard in front of me and I fall butt first to the ground.

“Ouw!” I yelp. My heels are flying on the floor.

“Sorry sweetheart, my bad,” that something-hard has a voice.

I look up to see a guy, no, two guys standing towering over me. The first thing I notice about the guy in front of me is his deep blue eyes. It’s so hauntingly beautiful, I can’t help but stare.

Blue Eyes lends his hand out to me and I take it instinctively. He pulls me back up with ease and I stand back on my feet.

“Well, hey there. You must be Savannah,” Blue Eyes smiles at me. His smile is just as captivating as his eyes. And at this point, I realize that he is still holding my hand. I pull away instantly, somewhat awkwardly.

“Yeah…” I mutter.

“Savannah Wilcox, huh?” The guy behind Blue Eyes speaks. His voice is deep and his chuckle is menacing. “I heard you’re the belle of the ball,”

I turn my eyes to the second guy. He looks a lot like Blue Eyes, but also a little older. His eyes aren't blue though, it's dark amber. They are hooded with a sense of mystery, and this air of mystery is pulling me in. I find myself unable to stop staring at him too. He has jet black hair that is messy, unlike Blue Eyes that keeps his hair slicked back neatly. My eyes then dart to the guy’s neck and I notice the tattoos that are peaking out of his collar.

“You like what you see?” he smirks as he catches me gawking.

Fully embarrassed, I shake my head quickly and say, “Who are you two again?”

Blue Eyes speaks first, saying, “I’m Harlan and this is my brother—“

“Logan,” Tattoo Guy cuts him off. He takes a step closer and says, “Logan Kaiser,”

I immediately registered the names. The Kaiser family is one of the oldest, most prominent Alpha families in the country. I often read about them in books and newspapers. Maximilian Kaiser is the leader of the Red River pack, a large empire located in Northern Washington. I heard that he has two sons around my age, but I never met any of them before. Until right now.

“Thank you for inviting us. We’re very honored to be here,” Harlan takes my hand and brings it up to his face. He leans down slightly and kisses the top of my hand, sending shivers up and down my spine.

Oh, sweet Moon Goddess... What is this feeling?

“…S-sure, it’s our pleasure,” I start stammering.

“Oh, trust me, the pleasure’s ours, princess,” Logan grins and he takes my hand from his brother. He leans down and plants another kiss on my skin, right on the same exact spot.

And just like that, I feel an explosion in my chest.

Mate! Mate! — my wolf screams.

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