The Alpha's Downfall.

Chapter Two

I stumble down the stairs, not caring for the amused glances and eye rolling from my pack. As I waltz gracefully into the kitchen, I slam into a solid body. Oh no. It's Jake.

The lazy jock smirks at me, running his hand through his blond, sloppy-looking hair, as if he actually thought he was sexy.

Ha. I found this funny, because even in my sloppy, sleep-deprived state, I was, in fact, the better looking one. Tee he.

"Phew!" He whistles "Baby, you look fine. I would love to wake up to this." His small, dull eyes travel up and down my body. Ugh. I swear down, someday soon I will hang this twat by his nipples. His arrogant nature and cockiness remind me too much of Matt, or as I like to call him, REJECTED! My annoyance takes over, and I let my grey-blue eyes flash silver and my canines elongate as I push my forearm against his throat and slam him to a wall. I will not tolerate bull today.

"Now, now" I purr, as his eyes widen in fear. "Your Alpha just woke from a very unfit sleep, and now she has to deal with you. I am warning you, I will not take your crap today. Capishe?"

Jake gulps, nods, and scurries away with his tail in between his legs, his athletic figure hunched over in submission as I watch him scamper around the corner.

Being an Alpha has its perks.

I sigh and head over to my four friends. There is Ann, of course, reading a book about architecture, her browny caramel hair falling into her murky green eyes. To the left of her is my third in command, Mike, her mate. He has a chiseled jawline, scruffy black hair and sea blue eyes. He is one of my closest friends, but is a prankster, which is why I didn't choose him as my beta. His eyes meet mine and he bows his head respectfully as I reach into the cupboard to grab my cereal. He looks away and nudges the man sat next to him, Aston, who seems to have fallen asleep into his cereal, his brown waves in a mess as the blond next to him slowly and casually drops a few ice cubes down his t-shirt.

"HEY!!" Aston yells indignantly while everyone is laughing, shaking his top in order to make the ice cubes fall out.

We're not really morning people here.

I slam my bowl of the table, not caring that half of the milk spills out. All four of them look up and bow their heads respectfully. I groan and slide onto the bench, holding my head in my hands.

"What's the matter Ameli?" Luke (the blond) teases "Cat got your tongue?"

I look up and snarl at him, not quite returned to a relaxed state after my run in with Jake.

He tilts his head quickly, apologising. Ann smirks.

"You need to cool down before the other pack get here."

I shake my head, trying to clear my thoughts that are clouded with irritation.

"When do they arrive?" I snap at her. She raises an eyebrow questioningly, glances at the clock, slides back the bench, closes her book and gets up. Tucking it under her shoulder, she says

"Fifteen minutes"

I choke on my cereal and stand up hurriedly. Fifteen minutes?! That can't be right. I still have to call a pack meeting, organise this whole castle to be clean, and more importantly, get ready in order to tour the addition to our home. Damn!

"Pack meeting!! All members report to mess room NOW!! Me and Luza yell through the pack link. I feel my pack cringing at my loud voice and the time.

"Yes Alpha" I hear the murmured reply.

I clamber onto the table and watch as my pack start to file into the hall. We are large in numbers, about 200 of us in total, but we still have plenty of room to spare.

I wait as the laggers trail in and take a breath.

"As you all very well know, here is a pack from America coming here today. I expect you to act as honorable hosts and treat them with as much respect as they give us." I smirk and share a few glances with my pack. They all know that I mean what I say, and if the new pack treats them unfairly, they will be more than happy to retaliate, as will I. "Now," I continue, "the sleeping arrangements will be changed, as I do not know this pack and they are mostly unmated young males. The women and children will sleep in the west wing, the males in the east wing, and the mated couples in the south wing. The North wing will stay open for people who wish to be undisturbed, or for punished wolves." I hear groans from the young women in the corner, who, even at this hour, are wearing a ton of makeup and somehow have their cleavage showing. Nope. Way too early for that. I shoot them a stern look.

"Any person staying in this castle will abide by these rules, for fear of punishment." I pause, letting that sink in. They knew about punishment. I smirk. "Speaking of punishment, this castle needs to be spick and span in ten minutes. You will be alerted when the pack arrives and you will report to front entrance. Run along."

I get down from the table and sprint to my room, not looking back to see them scatter and use their werewolf speed to get around the castle.

I reach my room and slam the door. I throw on a pair of black skinny jeans and my dark blue sweater. I brush through my hair, trying to tame the huge mess that was my hair. I pause debating. Should I wear a bandana? Fine. Tying the red and white fabric around my head, I glance up at the clock. Crap. I have exactly four minutes left. No way am I going to be ready in that amount of time.

"Mike and Ann, lead the tour until I get down. When they arrive, introduce yourselves as Third in command and Beta. Now, if you mess up you have to clean my room. I will mind link you when I'm done and finish the tour. You will tell me where you are." I mind link my friends. "See you later"

"Will do Ames" was their amused reply

I turn back to my vanity and take a deep breath.

This new pack will be the death of me.

A/n

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