One Night With The Alpha

Kara  “You can leave,” I instructed the scrawny maid who was the only one that supported me back to my room, ignoring her gaze filled with pity.  “Yea, Luna,” she said, moving away immediately and closed the door.  That Luna she said felt like mockery and I controlled myself from instructing her not to call me that anymore. It wasn’t the time, yet.  The lock clicked behind me, sealing me inside my room. My knees still stung where tiles and concrete floor had scraped the flesh. My body reeked of sweat and dirt, and it begged for a bath. My hands shook as I remembered the earlier humiliation I faced. The humiliation clung unto me like a second skin, like filth that I couldn't wash away. I pressed my back against the door and slid to the floor, my legs too heavy to hold me.  My wolf whimpered somewhere deep inside me, but even she sounded tired, tired of being neglected,hoping, begging, and waiting for love and attention that never came.  I wrapped my arms around myself, rocking back and forth slightly as I replayed the memories. The wicked laugher. The shame. The smug satisfaction on Ryder’s face as he and his mother reminded me of their place.  “I can’t do this anymore,” my voice was hoarse but filled with certainty.  I had endured long enough and it had stopped hurting. I had come to a realization that as long as Ryder was Alpha, I would continue to suffer.  And on one, not the pack, or the elders, or even the Moon Goddess, would save me from him. They all worshipped his title more than their morality. Lady Marise fed his ego like it was her destiny and the pack worshipped him, not because he was worthy, but because they knew it was the only way they could survive.  And I knew that if I wanted peace, if I wanted to continue surviving, I had to end him.  I had to put an end to his reign.  A slow, steady smile stretched my lips.  Since he wanted obedience, I was going to give it to him but in my own way.  ~ I glanced nervously around, my heart thumping heavily with fear. I took out the key I hid in my pocket and unlocked Ryder’s office with the spare key he thought no one knew about. I entered inside and closed the door immediately.  A stack of documents littered his desk. Documents of alliances, territorial claims and military agreement with neighboring packs. His entire legacy was in these documents. I snickered at how foolish he can be to leave something as important as these carelessly. But it was for my own good.  I was able to sneak in without worrying I would be caught as he and Sasha went out together. Maybe on a date, but I didn’t care to find out. My hands hovered over a blank sheet, my pulse thundering as my brain worked fast. Forging his signature would be treason and will result in instant death if caught. But getting him to sign willingly, it was an instant victory.  I immediately drafted out two documents, my hand surprisingly steady despite the fear I felt.  One dissolved our marriage. It was a divorce paper. The other transferred all his Alpha authority to me.  The papers looked official, stamped with the pack’s emblem, and sealed with his crest. There was only one thing missing.  His signature.  But I was going to get that tonight.  My wolf stirred all of sudden, speaking into my head. “It’s time to get rid of that trash! We’ve been nothing but weak all long and look at where it led us,” she growled angrily.   “It will end soon, Narah.” I said. Narah was the name of my wolf.  “How do you plan on getting his signature? He won’t willingly give that, Kara.” “Trust me, he would.” ~  I sat in Ryder’s room, awaiting his arrival. I was dressed in a sexy red lingerie, the kind that he loved. My face was coated in makeup and lips painted with red lipstick. Red was his favorite color. Alcohol wine which was laced with heavy sedative enough to knock out an alpha was already in it. Beside it were the documents I was going to trick him into signing.  The door opened suddenly and Ryder walked in. He reeked of sex and the scent of Sasha. I frowned in disgust, but quickly masked it.  He paused when he saw me sitting on his bed and his eyes darkened with lust and arrogance immediately. His eyes raked over my body, like a predator eyeing its prey. Instead of cowering away, I flashed him a sexy smile, adjusting my posture to reveal my almost naked breasts.  “Well,” he drawled, walking towards me, his lips curling into a cruel, mocking smirk. “Looks like my Luna finally learned how to behave.” Rage threatened to burst out but I didn’t let it show. Instead, I held the sheets tightly and let my gaze drop submissively, my lashes fluttering the way he liked it. “I…I don’t want to fight anymore, Ryder.” He stepped closer, fingers gripping my chin harshly. “Good. I was beginning to think I would have to take you again.” I wanted to smack away his filthy hand, instead I smiled. “Let me take care of you tonight.” His grip loosened, desire clouding his eyes. I stood up from the bed and poured the drink. He took it from me and gulped it greedily. I watched as he emptied the glass. He didn’t notice me smiling as he handed it back to me.  His hands immediately cupped my breasts and squeezed them harshly. I almost whimpered at how sensitive it still was from the sex last night. I could see the drug was beginning to work as his eyes began to dilate. As he made a move to push me on the bed, I stopped him.  “Just one thing before we continue,” I whispered, letting my fingers trace his chest. “You went out later this afternoon and two documents came in. Two alliance documents need your signature. It will finalize our status with the southern packs. It will make you stronger.” He hummed with delight. “Bring them,” he commanded lazily, his left hand already on my ass.  I took the document almost eagerly and handed him the pen. He signed his name with bold strokes, like the Alpha he thought he was.  “Finally,” I murmured as I collected it and placed it on the table.  “Can…can we continue now?” He asked, his eyes heavy with sleep and lust. “Yes.” He pulled me roughly to the bed, and raised up the flimsy excuse of a cloth I wore sluggishly. Just as he removed his trouser, he collapsed heavily on me.  “Good riddance,” I muttered as I pushed him off me.