“Who was that?” I ask, startling her. She turns to face me, and I see she’s ghost white.
“It was Alpha Johnson. He wants you at his office right away. Magnolia, baby, please take out the nose piercing. I’m begging you.” Tears begin to roll down her face, and if I was still that girl who left here just a couple of weeks ago, I would, but I’m stronger, and I refuse to go back to that person.
“It will be fine, Mom. Let me go. I don't want to keep him waiting. Can I borrow the keys to your car, or do I need to ride my bicycle?”
“Magnolia, you know I can only use the car to run errands for your father and the home, nothing else,” she tells me like I don’t know.
“Yeah, but Alpha Johnson wants to see me, and I really don’t think he wants to be kept waiting. If they say anything, I’ll say I took the keys without you knowing.” She just stares at me for a minute before she walks over to where her purse is hanging on the hook and pulls her keys out, handing them to me.
“Please, Magnolia, take it out. Don’t bring their wrath down upon you,” she pleads with me. I know she cares for me. But I just wish she would find her own backbone, like Wylla and the guys are helping me find.
“It will be fine. I love you, but I need to go. We don’t want to keep him waiting.” I give her a smile as I turn and head out of the house.
The Alpha’s office is maybe twenty-five minutes from my house, but I take the long way, even stopping to fill Mom's tank, so it ends up taking me a good forty minutes to get there.
Pulling into a vacant spot, I turn the car off and sit there for a moment, gripping the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turn white as I build up the nerve to step inside. I know once I do, all hell’s going to break loose.
Exiting the car, I stand tall, pull my shoulders back, and head inside. Of course, being who he is, the Alpha’s office is on the top floor, so I head for the elevator. Once the doors open, I allow the people inside to step off, their lingering gazes and shocked faces when they see me almost break through the tough exterior I’ve built up around me. I won’t let them get to me. Keeping my face blank, I step inside and push the button for the top floor. I don’t worry about anyone getting off with me since his office is the only one on the floor.
The elevator dings and I take a deep breath, stepping off the elevator and making my way over to his receptionist’s desk. She’s a Beta, a busty one at that. Hell, her tits are popping out of the very low-cut tight shirt she’s wearing. She glares at me as I step up to her desk. “Magnolia Holloway, Alpha Johnson requested my presence.” She just leers at me as she gets an evil glint in her eyes as they slowly travel the length of my body.
She picks up her phone and hits a button. I hear someone’s muffled voice on the other end before she speaks. “Sorry for the intrusion, sir. There’s a Maolia Holloway here for you.”
“Magnolia,” I angrily growl at the cunt.
“My apologies, Sir, Magnolia. She didn’t speak clearly. It may be due to the hideous thing she has hanging from her nose, interfering with her speech.” She smiles wickedly at me as I hear a growl over the line before she hangs up.
Before she can say anything else, the door behind me flies open and heavy steps come pounding up behind me before I’m yanked backward by my hair. I’m dragged into the Alpha’s office, barely able to keep my body upright, and tossed down in a chair. My father stands angrily before me, as he glares at me. “What the fuck have you done to your face? It’s disgusting. You look like a fucking whore with that shit in your nose,” my father spits out vilely to me.
I’m so distracted by my father I don’t even notice the person who steps up beside the chair until his fingers are trailing down the side of my face, allowing his fingers to flip my nose ring when he reaches it. “I don’t know, Beta Holloway, I find it sexy as hell. There’s just something about a bitch who doesn’t conform to the rules. It makes breaking them down to obedient little women that much sweeter. My cock’s already hard thinking about it and all the dirty things I want to do to this body. Seems college life has been good to her. She's filled out a little, nothing better than a bitch with some meat to grab onto while I’m ramming my dick into her greedy ass cunt,” Reid, the Alpha heir’s Beta croons. I want to vomit at his words.
I can’t fucking mate with him; he’s psychotic. Wylla needs to come up with a plan to get these blocks off me, so I can get far away from this pack. Even if I have to leave them behind and go somewhere on my own where no one knows me.
“Reid, chill. We don’t want to scare our little mate before the bonding ceremony now, do we? Imagine how fun it’s going to be to break a fucking virgin in, in front of the others.” I shoot my eyes to Max, the Alpha heir.What the hell is he talking about?
The Alpha, my father, Max, and Reid all start laughing outlandishly. The only one not seeming to take glee in my distress, though he’s good at covering it, is Jeremiah, my other intended mate. His face has a hardened look to it, void of emotion except for his eyes which are full of compassion.
“Oh, you didn’t know? Since you are to be mated to the Alpha heir, our bond will be completed in front of every male in the pack. It shows you belong to us and no one else is to touch you. So make sure you don’t gain any more weight. Reid may like them on the chunky side, but I don’t,” he whispers into my ear, leaning down. “If there are any other piercings on your body, I’m going to take great pleasure in ripping them out.”
I’m fuming, but I can’t show it. I keep my eyes down and sit there since I haven’t been excused as my father and the Alpha discuss the union between me and the three men in the room, laughing about memories of breaking in their own women.
I don’t look, but I know there are three sets of eyes burning a hole through me, my intended mates. It seems like forever, but the Alpha finally speaks to me.
“Magnolia. I strongly suggest you clean your act up and get rid of that disgusting jewelry on your face. You are to be the mate of the next Alpha of this pack, and you need to represent yourself as such. At the moment, you look like a trashy whore. There were stipulations to you attending school off pack lands, and at the moment, you are not living up to them.”
“But Alpha Johnson I am…” I start to say but I’m quickly cut off as Max, places his hands on my shoulders, digging his nails into my skin as his father starts to speak.
“Since when are you permitted to speak without permission? This is the unacceptable behavior you are learning at that school. Which brings me to why I called you here today to begin with. I have learned you’ve made adjustments to your schedule. You will correct it back to the way it was and if this rebelliousness continues, you will return and never leave again. Samuel, get her home, and I expect you to get better control of your daughter.” His voice is dark and powerful, sending waves of fear coursing through my body.
My father nods in reply, yanking me so hard by my arm it feels as if he is going to rip it off, as he drags me from the room in silence.
This isn’t going to be fucking good for me!
Wylla
I’vebeenanervouswreck since yesterday afternoon when I walked Magz out to her ride to the airport. It’s just two nights, that’s all, yet here I am, worrying myself to death. She better be back tomorrow evening as planned, or her dad and that pack will be dealing with me. I may look fun and come across as sweet and playful, but don’t cross me. I like to say I’m a really nice bitch, but the truth is, I’m an evil bitch when you mess with what’s mine. And trust me, that gray-haired goddess is mine and the three cocks upstairs.
With two of the most powerful covens’ blood running through my veins, I’m also extremely powerful. I like to play it down because telling someone I could literally kill them at the snap of my fingers makes it hard to make friends. Also, being able to raise the dead and control them fully is not really a cool hobby and tends to scare even the worst of supernaturals away.