Page 166 of My Forbidden Alpha

“I’m sure you’d enjoy my touch if it was elsewhere,” Keira whispers, winking at him. He simply frowns, crossing his arms, his eyes once more on Scarlett, who’s almost at the bar.

I got to admit, the way her ass moves, you do just want to pound it. I can’t really blame Elijah.

It was his conversation with Indigo that I had first overheard. Both were so absorbed in their conversation that they had not sensed my presence. I had been sitting against the tree, having fallen asleep when the sound of their voice had awoken me.

Anger and jealousy had consumed me, and even now those emotions eat me up inside like a festering plague.

The nerve of him to think he can have her. He’s the future Alpha, the one who is having an affair with his sister.

I’m just biding my time, because with that information I could blackmail Scarlett. Especially if I told her it would ruin her Fuckboy Alpha’s reputation before he even officially gets to become Alpha.

And I saw them in the kitchen. I have enough proof to torment that stupid bitch and get her to do whatever the fuck I want.

I smirk to myself. I hate her high and mighty attitude; the way she acts like she is better than everyone. All I want is to use her, show her that she is nothing more than a slut to be used, something that can easily be replaced. Because although I hate to admit it, we can all agree on the fact that she is one gorgeous she-wolf, with a body we would all love to ravish.

“Let’s play a game,” I suggest.

“Ain’t it too early to play a game?” Aaron remarks.

“Let’s play!” Monica waves him off.

“Truth or dare,” I say, pushing aside some of the bottles and taking up an empty bottle. “We spin, and whoever it lands on, we ask them truth or dare… Angela, want to call your friend over?”

She stands up. “Totally. I’ll be right back!”

“I’m not sure this game is a good idea,” Liam says hesitantly.

“Live a little man,” I reply as Angela nods in agreement before she walks off, and I glance at the bottle in the centre. Now all I need is for it to land on either Elijah or Scarlett…

A few minutes later, Scarlett and Angela are back, and they take a seat. Scarlett’s frowning slightly, but she seems to be calmer than earlier as she sips on her drink.

We begin playing and Monica stands, and it lands on Angela. She asks her something that I don’t bother listening to, as long as the game continues until I get the chance I want.

It’s Keira’s turn, and it lands on Elijah.

Lucky girl, make it a good one,I say to her via the mind-link. She simply smirks, nodding.

“Ok, Elijah, truth or dare?”

“Truth,” Elijah replies moodily.

Keira smiles as she leans forward. “What’s your body count? I mean, how many women have you blessed with pleasure, and I mean full-on sex?”

“I don’t really know. I don’t keep track.”

Ah, good question, Keira, good question.

“Sure, you do, man. What is it, like over 150 now? Come on bro, be proud, be proud,” Aaron says, downing another glass.

Well, that sure means he doesn’t know their secret.

I glance at the siblings, seeing how Scarlett’s skin looks just a little pale, and Elijah looks pissed.

“Doesn’t fucking matter. I’m out of this fucking game.”

“Oh, come on, it’s an accomplishment. You should be proud. Not many men get to say they have enjoyed that many women, and you’re single. So why not mingle?” I remark lightly.

“Wow, that’s a lot of women…” Keira says, looking at Fiona.

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