008 ~ Attack

Sydney couldn't phantom the boredom she felt after the pack meeting. Every inch of the pack house was busy and full of life but she somehow couldn't fit in. She didn't know what to do, despite the plenty of jobs around. After she had left off the good samaritan without asking for his name, she retired to bed. But she couldn't sleep. She kept wondering what Ryder meant by "prepare for tonight". She kept staring at the door, hoping he wouldn't walk in. And not too much to her surprise, he didn't. She stayed up all night waiting but no sign of him. A part of her wanted to believe he had other things to do but the other part couldn't just help but wonder if he was with his mistress.

She finally had some sleep in the wry hours of the morning but was disrupted by the loud crashing sound at the door. She sprang up from bed, sweat dripping down her body. It was quite cold that morning but her body felt like it was on fire. She was having that dream again. She could feel her wolf whining from the pain when she had fallen into a ditch in her dream. It felt so real. She touched her body where spikes had pricked her but she didn't feel any pain.

She managed to stand on her feet and saunter to the door. She opened it to see a maid on the floor packing up spilled dishes.

"Is it just me or is everyone here clumsy?" She rolled her eyes, asking a rhetorical question.

"Good morning, luna. I'm very sorry." The maid begged but when she saw that it was the same maid from the previous day, her judging gaze softened.

"Just pack up and leave. I'm not hungry anyway." Retreating to the room, she shut the door and headed for the bathroom. A strong sense of the earth hit her nose. Everywhere smelt of him... Ryder. She inhaled his intoxicating scent before going into the bath. Cooling her tensed nerves with some cold water, she changed into one of his clothes, wondering when she was going to get hers.

"They look good on you." Ryder's deep voice came to her head, shocking her out of the blue. She turned to see him standing right beside her, his jade eyes staring at the shirt she was wearing. It was a T-shirt which stopped just below her butt, barely covering her thighs. She quickly jumped into the wardrobe and poked her head outside. She wished she could smack the ugly smirk off his lips.

"Do you have a signed agreement with your staff on invading people's privacy?" She yelled. She felt more upset that he might have seen her body. That made her face flushed and her heart raced awfully fast.

"This is my room, sunflower." He plonked to the bed and started removing his shoes.

"I have the right to walk in and out any time I want. You have a problem with that?"

"Yes, I do. You don't go out for a whole night and come back here like you own the place. If I'm going to be staying here with you, then it's my room too." She fired, picking up one of his joggers.

"Have you met my sister? The two of you would be a really good match." He removed his shirt at about the second she was coming out of the wardrobe. She raised her head to see a half naked alpha standing opposite her. She snappily turned to the wardrobe and folded her hands.

"You should have warned me. I'm just a child." Her voice cracked but the image of his fine abs and broad shoulders couldn't leave her head. They had been marked by her wolf for life. She didn't hear any reply from him, rather, she heard footsteps. They were slow and each got louder. Before she could turn to check out what the alpha was up to, he snaked his hands around her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"I'll gladly be a pedophile for you." His deep, sweet voice resounded in her ear. Any lady would fall for the alpha. He appeared strong and overly good-looking but jade eyes that's begging you to fall in love with him. His silky black hair rubbed her neck, providing a feeling of warmth and security but she pulled away from him quickly.

"Yeah... No. You can tell all this to your mistress. I'm not falling for your cheap tricks." With that, she stormed out of the room, leaving Ryder to his thoughts. When he met her for the first time, she looked fragile and innocent. But now, she was the most stubborn person he had ever met, aside from his sister. Even Clara was submissive.

'Maybe because I'm not her alpha yet.' He thought.

It was still very early in the morning and the fog still surrounded the entire vicinity. She couldn't see properly but because she was determined to stay away from the alpha, she had to force herself. A few minutes into circling the perimeter, the fog started clearing and she came in contact with a group of werewolves on patrol. One of the wolves, sensing danger jumped on her, pouring its spittle on her.

"Ughh... Gross. I just had a bath. Get off me!" She yelled and pushed the wolf away. Her strength pushed the wolf to a great distance, alerting the other wolves to stay on guard and attack. She stood up quickly and dusted her clothes, not getting over the fact that she smelt like a dog.

The wolves wanted to attack when each of them got a message from the alpha through the mind link to leave her alone. Wondering why they suddenly rescinded, she headed back to the house and ended up bumping into someone.

"Watch where you're going. Do all of you not see?" She was furious and wanted to charge away when the person grabbed her hand. Clouded by anger, she raised her hand to hit his hand away but the person held that hand too. Leaving her unable to attack, she kicked the person, not caring whether a boy or a girl, in the private area.

"Wow... You kick pretty hard." The male voice spoke breathlessly, dropping slowly to the ground. Recognizing the voice, she gasped.

"It's you!"