ALPHA SIN

ARTEMISIA

“What was the report of yesterday’s watch?”

I heard Sin ask. Then there was silence. I placed my ears on the large wooden door, but I could not hear anything again.

I straightened whilst I heard footsteps. My breath hitched as I glanced around. There was no secret hideout in the narrow passageway I was in and wondered what would happen if I was caught eavesdropping.

For a brief moment, I stood next to the door whilst waiting for whoever was approaching. I stared around and let out a sigh as I saw no one.

Clutching the metal doorknob, I tilted my head and thought of what Sin was going to say.

I doubt he would be pleased to see me. I was aware the place was where the werewolves’ pack gathered, as he said. Likewise, I understood I shouldn’t be seen even close to the door, much less being inside the room.

Yet, I was curious. I wanted to see what was going on inside the large house which I thought was an abandoned warehouse.

Most especially, I wanted to see who the members of the pack comprise.

Earlier, Sin had excused himself to come here, and I had followed him stealthily. Even though I know where the building was, I didn’t know why I followed him.

I believed it was the curiosity that had built up in me after he left the room that made me do so.

“There is no going back now,” I mumbled.

I nudged the door and slipped into the room. I gagged as dust wafted into my nostrils. Sneezing, I wrinkled my nose. I blinked severally to get my eyes accustomed to the dim lighting in the room.

The hall had become silent, and I noticed everyone’s eyes were on me.

I didn’t know the number of people that were present, as some were going in and out of a small room. The others were gathered around a round table, where Sin sat at what seemed to be the leader’s chair. It was a high-backed sofa chair, whereas the others were straight-back wooden chairs.

Sin’s eyes were glued to mine, and I stared back. I didn’t look away, and neither did he.

He stood from where he sat and strode towards me.

“What do you want here?!” Sin gripped my hand.

He grunted whilst dragging me to the corner of the room.

“I believe you hate your life so much to defy my orders of not leaving the freaking room.”

I glimpsed the fury in Sin’s eyes as I stared up at him.

“The building is still in the palace’s surroundings. It’s not like I went anywhere dangerous.” I mumbled, tugging my hand away.

Even though he had my best interest at heart, I feel he was just being irrational.

“I’m irrational?!” He let out an unamused chuckle.

“F**k my leaking thought,” I mumbled, groaning. Sin seemed more furious than he was a few seconds ago. But, it didn’t make me scamper away.

I wanted to know everything that was happening. I wouldn’t know anything if he continued to imprison me in the room.

“The damned hybrid that almost killed you did so under my freaking nose. What more could another damned soul do when you keep subjecting yourself to dangers?!”

“Leave her be, Sinclair.”

My eyes trailed to Sin’s mother, Queen Ada, who was approaching us.

“She’s already in danger. I believe all the supernatural beings, even your enemies, know you are harbouring a human in your house.” She said, stepping towards us.

I bowed slightly in greeting and straightened again. Queen Ada nodded in acknowledgement and went on.

“Sooner or later, more would come for her. The only thing you could do now is to keep her safe, which I doubt you can.” Queen Ada said.

“F**k!” Sin exclaimed.

I flinched as he punched the wall, and he glanced at me.

For a while, I stood at the entrance with Sin and his mother. No one said a thing. But, I feel Sin and his mother were having a silent conversation as they stared at each other.

I recalled Sin had said such was possible, talking through the mind. He had called it something which I couldn’t remember.

I jerked as his hand gripped mine swiftly. This time, it wasn’t to berate me. It was to lead me to where the round table was.

I grinned as I reached there. I was glad Sin didn’t look angry any more or maybe not at me.

I believe he was frustrated at everything that was happening.  So, I sat on the chair that had been brought. It was exactly like the same design he was in.

The instant I sat on it, I felt like a queen who was about to address her people. Although I was a Queen since he’d be king, it feels different whilst sitting on the chair, surrounded by werewolves.

I could sense it, but I couldn’t place my hand on what makes it that way.

The other people in the room assessed me. Sin didn’t introduce me to them, and they didn’t ask either.

I assumed they should know who I was as a welcome party had been thrown for me the day I arrived.

The hair on the back of my neck prickled, I glanced to my right and I saw Laurent.

A smirk was on his devilishly handsome face and his hazel eyes twinkled.

I blushed whilst glancing at myself. My clothes weren’t revealing. I wore a long flowy navy blue gown with a boat neckline. The sleeves were long and the gown didn’t even accentuate my shape.

I would say it made me look like an underdeveloped adult, as it didn’t show off anything. Yet, I had worn it because the colour suited my alabaster skin, and it complimented my ginger hair.

Nonetheless, Laurent was smirking, and I noticed him licking his lips as well.

I was not irritated by the way he was staring at me because he had done worse on the first day, undressing me with his eyes and making ludicrous jokes about wanting to bed me. Rather, I was reacting to him.

He was as handsome as Sin, but he was not built like him. Laurent’s lips fascinated me, whereas I was fascinated by every part of my husband’s body.

I licked my lips as my eyes zeroed on Laurent’s. I wanted to taste them, to feel if it was better than Sin’s…

What the hell was wrong with me?

I shook my head to clear my thoughts. Why was I thinking about him, sensuously?

We had not talked one on one nor did we run into each other by chance, yet I was thinking of doing silly things to him.

Where did the thought come from? I mulled, glancing around the large room.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Maybe someone was controlling it.