Tale Of A Cursed Alpha

Indrik’s Pov

Listening to my latest master turn me down sent me down a spiral of emotions ranging from hurt, to disappointment, to anger. I almost nearly snapped but something held me aloft. Something that differentiated her from all of my other masters. Unlike the others, she was mine. So, what if she had made up her mind to not teach me? We still had a whole lot of time ahead of us to get used to each other and a lot of time for her to change her mind. So, she wanted to play the maid? Two could play that game.

I was starting to enjoy our little game when someone came barging in. Someone that I had hoped would stay away from me, forever. Veronica!

I would have covered my nose with both of my hands if she wasn’t squeezing them so tightly right now. As usual, she was overdoing everything that had to do with her. I cursed under my breath wishing that I wasn’t feeling so weak right now. Maybe then, I would have been able to slip out of her grip and get as far away from here as I could.

“Indrik! I missed you so much.” She sobbed, squeezing me even tighter so that, every place that didn’t hurt started to hurt and the places that were already hurting began to hurt even more.

“Veronica!” I groaned, wriggling in her grip but she wouldn’t let go.

“I heard about what happened. I am so sorry. I came over here as soon as I could.” She let me go so suddenly that I almost fell over as she stepped back to take a wider look at me.

From the corner of my eyes, I could see Luna exit the room with an irritated look on her face. Who could blame her? I would leave this place as well if I had a choice.

“Look at you!” She gasped, placing her hand over her mouth like I was some child of hers that had sneaked out to play against her permission and was now extremely filthy. Speaking of filthy, I think she could fit into that category just as easily with her makeup that looked like a horse had dipped its hoof in her makeup container and then stamped it on her face. Everything she used was excessive, ranging from her eyelashes that had been dusted with so much powder, her eyes were practically drooping under the weight, to her cheeks, that had been brushed till they now looked really pink. Her lips were dripping with whatever she applied on them. Let’s not even talk about her perfume that was so strong, it could choke one to death. “What did they do to you?” She picked up my arm and examined it.

“Veronica!” I groaned, pulling my arm out of her grasp. I would have risen to my feet if my body would have allowed it, sadly though, I still was not strong enough for that so, I had to make do with what I could do.

“Yes!” She cooed, batting her eyelashes in what would probably have been a flirty gesture if she did not look like the latest powder ghost in town.

“What are you doing here?” I asked calmly.

She batted her eyelashes again before making a show of dropping a brush I hadn’t even noticed she was holding. “Sorry!” She giggled as she turned around to pick it up, throwing her back in my face. I scoffed, turning my face away from it. Don’t get me wrong, she is a pretty lady. Long blond hair, pretty oval face, an hourglass shape and a fairly average height, she definitely is an eye turner. Getting up, she cat walked toward me and took up a seat beside me on the bed. As if that was not enough, she picked up my arm and placed it on her lap, stroking it tenderly. “I can’t believe they would do such a thing to you. How could they?” She moaned like she was the one who had been locked away for a whole week.

“Yeah!” I snapped, wresting my arm from her laps. “That doesn’t answer my question. What are you doing here?” I repeated, glaring at her.

“Come on, Indrik. Isn’t it obvious? I came here because I love you and was worried about you. Hearing about what had happened to you, I couldn’t keep still anymore. Uncle did not want me to come but what choice did he have?” She giggled again like she had just told me a very funny joke.

“You should go back to your uncle.” I muttered drily, groaning as I raised my legs off the floor and onto the bed, scooting as far away from her as I could.

“Indrik, why are you doing this to me?” She asked, her voice breaking. I could tell she had started to cry, again.

I sighed. “I am not doing anything to you, Veronica! You are the one who insists on hurting yourself. I have already told you, we cannot be together. Not now, not ever. There are a million other wolves out there, men much better than me. Choose one of them, please, not me.”

“But Indrik!” She reached over to touch my arm but stopped midair when the door was opened. Looking over, I was glad to see Luna at the door. She was hesitating, obviously confused about what to do.

“You are just in time, Luna. Bring the food over. I am starving.” I called. She started to come in when Veronica rose to intercept her.

“Hand it over. I will help him to it.”

“No! Please, don’t! I only eat food from my maid’s hands. Doctor’s orders.” I quipped. I couldn’t see her face but I could imagine her growing whiter. “And Luna, could you please see her to the door? I don’t fancy eating before a crowd.”

There was silence for a moment then a choked, “Indrik!” Followed by a scuffle of feet with the door banging loudly.

I sighed as I sat up again to Luna’s incredulous eyes.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“My food, please!”