Alpha King Amir

Chapter 8

GENESIS

The silence that followed was deafening as everyone's gaze fell on the male that entered. A man in every sense of the word, he oozed power and prestige that I couldn't help but appreciate.

"First Beta Zekiel" the female that I had sparred with purred. Hmph, a slight crush I assumed as I watched her entire demeanor change.

Her voice successfully caught his attention and in two quick strides he had reached her, stooping to where she sat on the floor.

"What's the meaning of this Aura? How many times have I told you to keep your brawls outside on the field? It's a reason we have designated areas, and this one is for food" he spoke in a no none sense manner, leaving no room for argument.

"Get back to work" he made a motion with his hands and everyone resumed their cleaning.

He eyed the wounds in Aura's shoulders then his eyes trailed over to me.

"Aura hasn't been bested by a female in almost 3 years, I must say that's quite-" he paused, eyes stopping on my hands, "-interesting but not as interesting as these"

He moved to touch my hands that were peaking out from under my now tattered gloves. Before he could touch me I moved them away. He raised an inquisitive eyebrow daring me to do it again as he reached for me once more.

"I'd rather you not touch me First Beta Zekiel" I tried my best not to allow any hostility of any kind to be heard in my voice.

He raised an eyebrow again, by now I could tell that the others in the room had begun listening in on our conversation. Beside me Aura scoffed and rolled her eyes, shooting me a glare. AGAIN.

"I do not take lightly to disrespect darling"

I was quite confused at his statement, Michael gave me a hard nudge in my side signaling me to stay quiet. I had to physically bite my lip to avoid asking him how not allowing him to touch me was a sign of disrespect.

"No disrespect meant First Beta, however I do not generally allow unmated males to touch me"

He raised his eyebrow again, and without warning I felt the force of his dominance willing me to submit.

Drama on my first day, just great.

I bared my neck to him, while clenching my jaw.

"You're so stubborn Love, just give them to him" I heard Michael whisper.

I wanted to be angry at him for wanting me to roll over and show my belly when I wasn't in the wrong, but I knew he didn't have ill intentions.

"Once last time. Your hand NOW"

I heard the whispers of everyone around me, chastising me.

'Who does she think she is'

'Beta needs to put her in her place'

'She wins one fight and thinks she can challenge our Beta?'

I almost growled at the idiocy of it all. Challenge? Because I didn't want the man to invade my personal space by touching me?

I released the tension from my entire body, taking on the most submissive position.

"I'm sorry Beta Zekiel, I won't allow you to touch me"

For whatever reason, me not allowing him to touch me severely angered his beast.

Don't they have personal boundaries in this pack?

If a man came to me and said bend over, should I do so without questions?

"Shit" Michael whispered beside me.

Maybe I should have gone about this a different way? I'm sure my confusion was evident.

I carefully brought my hands to sit in my lap.

"My apologies, it seemed I have offended you First Beta. It wasn't my intention"

He waited expectantly for me to hand him my hands.

"But may I know why you'd like to see my hands?"

His laughter vibrated something in my chest, causing chills to run down my spine.

In one swift motion his hand was around my neck, lifting me off the ground.

"You dare to question your beta?"

This was a scare tactic that I knew all to well, and I hate the small feeling that it gave me.

Did people just blindly follow authoritative figures? Even when they made no sense?

Seraphina failed severely to mention the cons of this territory. Was the King like this as well?

He released me and I fell to the floor like a small unimportant sack. I wanted so badly to kill this man, but even I knew when to pick my battles.

All this commotion caused my injury to throb in pain as well as the tender skin of my throat.

I knew for a fact that my throat would be left bruised for Atleast the next couple of days, and not the good type.

I laughed internally at my little joke, then shook my head noticing how sick it was to be joking at a time like this.

"Are you mocking me?"

For a split second I was confused, before realizing that my lips had turned up in a smile during my internal banter.

My face immediately when blank, as I resumed my submissive position.

Is this the way all males in this pack treat females?

He reached forward grabbing my hand roughly and in one swift motion finished the job of ripping my gloves to shreds.

He caressed my hands gently, rubbing, gripping, feeling while looking directly at me.

I kept my face blank, not betraying how disgusted or violated I felt.

He basically threw my hands back at me, standing up even more pissed off than he had initially been.

He had no right to be pissed, I was the one who just got violated. Men.

"I'm sorry Love. That is definitely going to bruise" Michael said inspecting my neck.

At the sound of Michael's voice his eyes snapped in our direction, blazing.

Michael didn't seem to notice as he kept on inspecting and worrying over me. This has always how it has been. Ever since day one.

"Goddess, I'll have to play nurse for the next couple of days. You just never learn" he pulled me to his chest in a vice like grip.

"Let me go. Why do you insist on embarrassing me? Just get me home"  I said wriggling free.

His open affection was sickening.

A growl left the Beta's chest. Again.

What exactly is his problem?

"POLE HER" He shouted.

Pole? What the hell? Pole who?

My question was seemingly answered when two people grabbed either of my arms.

Pole me.

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