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"Come in" came a deep authoritative voice from within, Phoenix grabbed the handle and ushered Cherokee inside ahead of her.
"Alpha, she stuttered bowing her head in respect, "I have brought the new pack member, our new wife, Cherokee to you as requested. I received your text message early.
Alpha Scott glanced up, smiled at the young girl briefly, you could tell he was quite fond of her but was fighting the feeling. "Thank you, Phoenix, would you wait outside until I have finished my conversation with Cherokee and then you can show her to the dining room for dinner!"
Phoenix bowed her head again before backing out of the room and closing the door with a small click. Cherokee's heart was thumping in her chest, this was the man who owned her own/and had rescued her from a debilitating situation in the hands of her Mom's bestie. She was ready to let him have her for all she cared. What did he want with her other than as a mother for his sons? but his voice didn't seem nice at the moment she perceived.
Alpha Scott looked at the tall quiet girl who stood before him, studying her with his piercing blue eyes, finally, he cleared his throat and motioned for Cherokee to sit on one of the couches in front of his large golden desk.
"I hope you are pleased with your current living conditions Cherokee?" he said in a low voice that resembled a growl.
"Ye-yes! stuttering Cherokee, not lifting her gaze from her hands that were clasped tightly in her lap. She had never seen such a grinning coming from Brown Scott. She had admired him from a distance and now that she has finally had the privileged to love him. He isn't all the that she envisioned, A loving and calming man.
"Phoenix is friendly and .. the bed is very comfortable" Cherokee blurted out lifting her gaze to meet his eyes before dropping them again.
"I…I" she stuttered, unsure of what she was going to say but Brown Scott cut her off.
"Caleb!" he roared, making the young man flinch and Cherokee squeeze herself into the back of her chair trying to get away from the sudden powerful explosion that was the Alpha in front of her.
"Take a look at Cherokee, we treat people with respect here, say a greeting now! Because I haven't seen you do that today."
"Caleb" face darkened slightly before he stood from his chair, faced Cherokee, and extended his hand toward her, "It's a pleasure to meet you, our wife, Cherokee"
Caleb knows Scott deserves all the respect as the Alpha of the pack. He wouldn't question his orders and being his Beta he follows his instruction but he didn't understand his sudden change 9f attitude towards everyone.
Cherokee stood from the chair and raise his hand, "It is a joy to meet…" She started to reply before a gasp escaped his lips from an electric current that ran up his arm and infused his body from her voice.
Unable to stop herself she raised her gaze to his and was surprised to see raw anger locked on to hers and his eyes. They stood like that for what felt like an eternity before Brown, wrenched his eyes away from her and crossed his arms over his chest, resuming his sullen angry stance. Looking toward the window, Cherokee was sure that she saw a glint of sorrow in his eyes, but as soon as it was there, it disappeared again.
"Alpha Brown Scott, you and Cherokee will need to spend time together to get to know each other," Caleb said in a low tone, 'Never! Cherokee knows nothing of our ways, our values… or the dangers she could face if she should she try to leave the territory unguarded" He finished. He was fuming, the last sentence seemed to affect Brown as anger flashed through his eyes and a growl escaped his lips.
"Fine, I'll show her around" Caleb replied grudgingly before storming toward the door. With his hand on the handle, he stiffened before turning and bowing to Alpha Brown.
Alpha Brown looked at her intently, examining the fear that was radiating from her. She was jerking and her hands wouldn't hold on to anything properly at this moment., "This place looks more comfortable than where I brought you from I can bet," he growled, more to himself than to her.
Cherokee snapped her head up in shock, that he had pretended to like her all this while and hated her background. She couldn't imagine her mother's friend had been forthcoming with her treatment and now she had found herself in a place that is more terrible than where she is coming from. She wouldn't be surprised if he gets to tell her she was sold off to him to get more miserable treatment instead of loving someone who is supposed to be her mate for eternity.
Alpha Brown, continued to gaze at Cherokee with his piercing gaze, that seemed to also hold a hint of.. she almost thought, sympathy, but that couldn't be right, their pack was notorious for their ruthlessness, the Alpha would not have sympathy for some human that was unwanted surely and been forced on.
"Damn!" Brown exploded, "I have brought you here not because I wanted to marry you. Cherokee looked up at him again, scared but also intrigued as to his reasoning behind letting her into his family, unconsciously she edged forward on her chair.
Sighing deeply Brown continued, "I had heard about a strong young lady who was being treated badly by people in the neighborhood, never had a pack. A mere human, he slammed his hand on the table at the last words, causing Cherokee to jump and crouch back into her chair, Brown's eyes softened as he saw her reaction, "Do not be scared young lady, it is not with you I have anger; he said smiling at her until he saw her body relax a bit.
"Now I had a choice to make" He continued, "But then I need you to know that I will never marry you." That statement throw Cherokee into another state of nervousness, that she almost passed out. She only had one saving grace staring away from his eyes and clenching her breath. Assuring herself all will be well one day. She was thinking of running into the neighborhood will be best for her at this time but as she thought about her options, the last part of her body that was slammed by her Venessa, Mother's best friend ached her. And she knew it was better to suffer in the hands of her supposed mate than another.
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