Alpha Isaiah ✔️

TWELVE

Word Count: 1913

~Avia

I lean back in my seat, letting the sun drench me.

"How are you and the Alpha doing?" Cherry's sweet voice asks from beside me. I turn my head, looking at her. Myself, Cherry, Mari and Savea have found ourselves louding out the back of Isaiah's manor, enjoying the heat from the sun. My morning was hectic with everyone running around trying to make sense of what happened to my personal guard, and since I'm not allowed out of sight without one, I'm forced to be in the company of three girl's I struggle to have anything in common with.

"I'm getting there," I respond, exhaling through my nose. With these girls, I struggle just as much to be truthful about what is going on between Isaiah and I, even if they, like Malin, want to hear that our relationship is progressing.

Maybe I'm afraid to admit anything because it entrenches it in proof...I'm with Kadrick, and I love him. I feel nothing for Isaiah, he is a poisonous, horrible man.

Cherry leans forward in her seat, grinning in a way that shows off her perfectly white teeth. "You kissed him, yet?"

"Not yet. He's very intoxicating."

"That much is true..." Savea mutters from the other side of me, not raising her eyes from her book. When I tip my head, I'm surprised to see she's reading some kind of murder-mystery style novel. These girls don't have much to do to fill out their days, so I'm not surprised they resort to reading.

"Do your families know much about Isaiah?" I ask them all.

"Sure they do," Savea says, threads of dark being pulled back behind her hair with slender fingers as she talks. Savea's striking beauty makes a sense of vulnerability swirl in my stomach. She is to be married shortly, I've heard. "They have known him since he was born."

"I get the feeling I'm reading him wrong," I admit, more to myself than any of them.

By no means do I trust Isaiah, but I get the feeling there's more to him than I know, or even Malin and the entire rebellion knows. His control over this Pack relies on far too many other groups, including the girl's families, meaning his power is divided into such a complicated web it's going to be hard to rid of. That's why killing him isn't an option. We need to garner as much information as possible.

"All we know of Isaiah is that he's cold, cruel and can't stand us," Mari mutters grouchily. Mari never seems to have anything nice to say about anyone, a bitterness to her tone that has been forged by something in her past...

"Does he have any friends?"

"One," Cherry says stiffly. "Elise."

Each of the girl's seem to deflate at the mention of this woman's name. Elise. That sounds vaguely familiar, meaning Malin has some research on her, but not as much as she would like. The amount of digging for me to do is only increasing by the minute.

"She hates us too. Those two can be very pretentious when they are together." Mari's brown eyes gleam as they narrow.

"I haven't heard anything about her." I had at least hoped Isaiah would mention her to me.

"We suspect she is going to marry him eventually," Cherry explains lightly, shifting her hair back in a way that has her golden locks tumbling down her back. So there is no alliance to this Elise figure if they have all been so willing for me to seduce Isaiah, who could potentially be her husband. "She has good connections with Isaiah's father."

"And what about Zire?"

"Cherry is in love with the man," Mari reveals, smirking cruelly at Cherry, who swats at her with her blush pink fan. "I however, don't trust him."