The Alpha, My Alpha

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Now that me and Zack had make up... Sort of, we could act neutral around each other and the pack members.

Daisy was nowhere to be seen, but I did come across the girl who disobeyed Zack in the kitchen.
I smiled, but didn't get anything in return.

"Hey." I greet, being polite.

"Poppy." She acknowledges, saying my name with so much distaste.

"I don't think we've met. You are..." I trail off, wanting her to pick up where I was going with this.

"Tyler. Not that it's any of your business." Tyler says the last part much quieter x not really wanting me to hear.
I hold back the urge to snap, as I've only just met her and I want to give a good first impression.

"Well, it's nice to meet yo-"

"Oi! Tyler, wanna come upstairs with me. Do what you do best... If you know what I mean." A random guy interrupts me, winking at a pissed Tyler.

"Not now, Kyle. Don't piss me off." She growls at him.

This Kyle turns his attention to me, "what about you, gorgeous, you up for a little fun?"

I give him a look of disgust and protest. "Oh come on! It'll be fun!" Kyle insists, grabbing my arm and pulling me slightly towards him.
"You need to get your fucking hand off of me. Now." I warn, calmly, with just a hint of a growl.

Obviously, he thinks nothing of this and ignores me.

Bad move.

By now, I'm stood right in front of him, and I can see he's trying to seduce me with his charms.

He smirks at me, thinking I've fallen for his charm. And I smirk back, letting him imagine that.
Just when he's about to kiss me, I throw my head forward, making it connect with his move,

A loud - very loud - cracking voice could be heard, and I'm not sure whether I broke his nose in the process of head butting him.

"WHAT THE FUCK !?!" He screams in pain, clutching his nose.
To make matters worse, I'm in throne to be Alpha/Luna, which means I'm a lot more stronger, making him in even more pain.

"I think you broke my fucking nose! You fucking bitch!!"

I smile, unaffected by his verbal insults. "Have some respect, you disgusting pig." I say innocently, as if I was talking about the weather.

"Fucking hell! Somebody call the pack nurse!" Kyle shouts throughout the house.

I sense my mate behind me. "Well, maybe - just maybe - if you showed people some respect, you wouldn't be in this situation. Would you?" Zack asks him, leaning against the door.

Kyle huffs in response. Obviously realising he's in the wrong.

"How did this happen, anyway?" Zack asks, joking aside.

"I was asking this slu-"

"Er, he slipped and banged his nose on the cupboard. No biggie." I shrug off, interrupting Kyle.
I knew that if I had let Kyle continue, I wouldn't be able to stop Zack from attacking - and maybe even killing - Kyle.

He doesn't look like he believes me, but he drops the subject anyway.

"Kyle, I don't believe you've met my mate, Poppy." Zack introduces, wrapping his arms around me and resting his head on my shoulder.

I can see Kyle visibly pale while continuing to clutch his nose. "L-luna?" He stutters, muffled.

I raise my eyebrows, pointing out his biggest mistake.
"No. Not Luna. Just 'Poppy'." I insist.