My Six Mates

MSS: Perception/Deception

Previously..

I look over the letter once again, my frown grew bigger. I glanced to the side and immediately spot Drake watching me tentatively, when he catches my glare, he smirks and walks off. I look back at the letter then at his retreating back.

I narrowed my eyes and took a deep breath then screamed.

Present Time [3rd person P.O.V]

JaCole, Sean and Jacob stood to his left, Chayce and Leon to his right. He sat at his desk, arms folded, lips curled up in a smirk as he stares at the woman seated across from him. Skaitra glared at Drake from her place across the table, her plush lips curled in a snarl.

"Skaitra, to what do I owe this unexpected visit?" He chided. The visit was truly unexpected. Skaitra had been scouring the empty halls of the mansion, trying to find where Drake walked off to. It was then when she came across a very odd looking door, which had a sign that read

'in tropaeis locus, coronas ex mortuis' - 'the trophy room, crown of heads.' (Latin)

Skaitra stumbled back upon reading the words, her eyes glossed over as a rush of fear and bad memories sweeps through her and she looks away.

It was only an hour after when one of the other pack members finally led her to Drake, now here she was seated across from him. Glaring through hesitant eyes, her heart beat sped. Drake stared at her expectantly and she swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat, remembering the real reason why she came here. She held up the envelope and threw it to him with a scowl.

"You did this didn't you?"

He smirked at her and leaned back in his chair with a shrug. "What makes you think that?" Skaitra scowls at him fiercely with a low growl. This action surprised Drake as he nearly tips over in his seat, earning low chuckles from his brothers.

Now it was Skaitra's turn to smirk.

Drake raised an eyebrow at Skaitra's expression before his lips settle with that same smirk. Skaitra snarls at him. The others watch this intense stare down between the two. Especially Chacye and Leon who kept glancing back at Drake with a little swivel of fear danced across his faceseverytime Skaitra reciprocates Drake's action. The look doesn't go unnoticed by Skaitra, who for a brief moment, narrowed her eyes at the both of them. They looked away.

"Ms. Hendrickson-", Skaitra looks back at Drake as he seems to be collecting his thoughts to actually say something.

-" I had nothing to do with your graduation being cancelled and I'm sorry that you didn't get to represent at A.O.E like you wanted to. " Drake leans forward, his face inches away from Skaitra.

He doesn't say anything, just stares at her. Skaitra feels a pull at her chest as she notices Drake's eyes turn a dark grey. She turns her head to the side, Drake sits up with a frown. He leans back and blinks rapidly, angrily.

Skaitra also notices this although she wasn't looking at him, she could feel it, she could feel his stares, hear his murmurs. Even though they are yet to be mated.

She kept her head in place as she tries to comprehend what just happened.

Drake just tried to spell her.

'What the fuck?!' She thought utterly confused.

Skaitra fixes her hair and slowly turns to face Drake when he clears his throat.

"Skaitra, I am sorry for your missed opportunity, do you forgive me?" Drake smiles so sweetly, it sets off alarms in Skaitra's head.

She blinks at him and feels her stomach churn at his smile. She smiles faintly and shrugs it off. "I'm okay, its okay, Drake, uhh you're right it was a missed opportunity, I'll guess I'll see you all later at the welcoming party." She stood up from her place and turned to walk towards the door.

She reaches the door and grasped the handles, only looking back once to peer at Drake only to see those same grey eyes glaring holes in her back. She slips through the door and shuts it behind her.

Skaitra leans back against the wall next to the door, a hand over her racing heart as she takes in a deep breath, shaking her head.

Meanwhile...

Drake scoffs as the door closes. He leans forward in his chair and grumbles under his breath annoyed.

Leon, Chayce, Sean, JaCole and Jacob watch him intensely. They all stare at his head and then at his back where their silver crest glows dimly but menacingly. They all share a look as the same thought runs through each of their minds:

Drake is up to something.

And that doesn't seem like something they are going to like.

A/N: Welp.