I want you as my servant
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“Checking me out already? Like what you see?” He smirked.
“And who're you to ask me that?” Growling at him, I narrow my eyes to a glare.
“It seems he doesn't want his unabashed checking out to be pointed at.” The stupid Beta said.
I made to attack him, but the wannabe Alpha in front of me took the problem on.
Knocking his Beta on his head, he ordered him to leave. “It seems you can't hold a civilized conversation for long, just go ahead and check the wolves.” He commands the Beta.
“But….”
“Are you trying to question my authority? Is that what you're trying to do?”
“No my Alpha.” Bowing to the young muscular Alpha, the Beta leaves, but not before sending a glare my way.
“The feeling is mutual, bro!” I wave at him, eliciting a scorching glare, and a low growl.
Teny sure will have a field day with someone like him.
“So,” The Alpha clears his throat. “Let's continue on with our discussion, which was disturbed by my Beta.”
“Yes Alpha.” The others *including the male I thought the head Alpha* bowed to him.
“Wait a minute, you're the Alpha?”
“Are you surprised?”
“But…. You're young.” There's no way the Alpha I've always heard about can be this young.
Someone as young as he can never acclaim such fears, neither could he have gotten more than fifty Alphas serving under him.
It's just not possible at all.
“Would you have preferred me to be older?” He smirked.
With his mouth tilted to the side, it made him all the more handsome, something that shows the Alpha will look more handsome should he smile.
“Dess?”
“How dare you call me that?” Snapping out of whatever foolish thoughts my mind is trying to have, I narrow a glare at him.
“As your Alpha, I can refer to you with any name I care to make use of. You are not entitled to tell me the name to utilize, and the one not to use.” Walking a bit closer to where I am standing, he made the distance between us shorter.
“And who said anything about submitting the title to you?”
Submitting to someone who's not all that older than I am is more shameful than submitting to an Alpha.
“Wasn't that what you said just now? Are you trying to change your mind?”
“There's no way I am going to willingly submit to someone like you.” I gnash my teeth in anger, balling my palm, I attempt to keep my wolf in check.
“I see.” He nods, “You claim to be an Alpha who loves his people dearly, but the truth is this, you're more concerned about your pride more than anything else.
Your pride means more to you than your pack will ever mean to you.”
“That's not true!”
“Then pray tell, Dess, why did you change your mind just now? Were you thinking of your pack when you made the decision you would rather not submit anymore?”
The more he talked, the angrier I get.
“It doesn't matter. What matters is this, I am not giving up my position for someone like you.” It'll be an insult to my status if I am to submit to this young Alpha.
What will my people think if they see me serving someone like him?
“Your pride is what you're worried about, Dess. You aren't concerned about your people as much as you care about your pride. It's what you're most concerned about.”
“That's not true!”
Okay, it's partially true. My pride is also among the reason I refused to give up my position, but there's no way I'll let him know that.
“I see.” He snap his fingers, “it seems Alpha Dess isn't ready to give you his title, you can continue with what you were doing.”
Watching in horror, I realize what the wannabe Alpha asked them to do.
“Stop! You can't do that.”
My pack members have already suffered a lot from this.
“Are you ready to give up the title, or is your pride more important than your people?” He raised a brow.
“I…” I bite my lips.
“Are you ready to submit it, not. I am tired of this play between us Dess, it's either you surrender freely, or I force you to do so. One way or the other, I'll make sure I get you to submit. The decision is in your hands.”
“I…”
Should I proceed, and save my people from this torture, or should I tell him off?
Telling him off will help my pride, but it'll also be the death of some of my pack members.
While submitting to him might be the best choice as I'll have my people safe and sound, but that also means he'll be able to control me.
I'll have to submit to this young Alpha, and answer to his every whim like the Alphas in front of me.
The only difference being that he left the other Alphas to be in charge of their pack, while he wants to take over my pack.
He doesn't want me to be the Alpha, he would like to be my Alpha.
“The time is ticking, Dess, I don't have time to spare here.”
“What happens to me?”
I need to know my future from here.
“You serve me.”
“As a Beta?” I ask, hopefully.
At least, being a Beta will help me plan a take over.
Hitting him behind when he Least expects it.
“And like I said before. I have a Beta. I don't need you as the Beta.”
“And what do you need me as?”
Aside from the Beta position, I see no other position befitting my status as the Alpha of the pack.
“My servant. I want you as my servant, and that's all.” He smirked.
“But you allowed these Alphas to keep Their position while you govern their individual packs.” I point out.
“Of course I did. I allowed them to keep their position.”
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