Only Omega - Book 1. (Complete)

Chapter Twenty Eight Part Two.

Rachel’s P.O.V.

Five and a half hours later we pulled into a long, stone path hidden in the middle of a dense forest. The path wound up along the side of a hill where a castle sat at the very top, the castle of Erodes.

“Erodes castle” I breathed gazing upon the tall, complicated structure made up of stone, wood and steel with large double wooden oak doors and stained glass windows. Once Caine pulled to a stop, I hopped out of the car and found myself already gaping at the sight before me, the castle seemed to stretch on into the heavens as high as I could see.

“It’s even more beautiful than I remember” I muttered, thinking back to when I was just a little girl and Alpha Nicolas had brought me along with him that one time to attend the gathering the Alpha’s held once a year. Tate had managed to get out of the car, his hair sticking up in all directions as he stared in awe up at the structure before him “It’s huge” leave it to a man to look past the beauty and to the size. Caine shut the driver’s side door and made his way around to where we were stood.

“Wait until you witness what lies within, a creation more admirable than even the Mona Lisa herself” Caine assured, sticking his car keys into his back pocket as he started his way towards the double doors, they were massive in comparison to modern day front doors and their golden, lion head knockers were nearly as large as my head but just as heavy. Using one, I knocked three times then waited. Within what felt like second the heavy doors were pulled open revealing a mass of white marble flooring, a grand gold, spiral staircase, a great chandelier, a large white piano and a mural of Sir Erodes himself made up of various colours of stained glass.

“I was expecting fancy but this-this is grand” Tate truthfully mumbled, taking care when he passed by a golden vase sat on a pedestal, being careful not to touch anything for fear of braking it.

“The Master’s and Mistresses will be sure to hear of your compliment, young sir” a formal voice said as the doors were pushed shut, revealing a butler dressed in a white, pressed uniform with white gloves and his hair classically slicked back.

“The Council will be notified of your arrival at once, Alpha Caine” another said, appearing at the foot of the stairs. It was a woman dressed in a white pencil skirt, white blouse, jacket and spotless cream coloured heels. Her brown hair was tied back into a tight bun on the top of her head.

“But first-.” she began as her eyes roamed over me, taking in my appearance with a scrutinizing gaze.

“Something must be done about that horrid attire you’re wearing, dear” she concluded, motioning towards my dress, shoes and jacket. I was about to argue with her statement by saying that it was one of the best dresses I owned after leaving Lacus territory but she cut me off “When meeting with the Council, formality is requested” at that, I stayed silent, hands clasped politely together in my lap. The woman made her way over to an intercom on the wall and pressed the button.

“Two maids are requested down in the foyer at once” she announced then let go of the button to take in both Caine and Tate’s appearances. Her eyes lingered on Tate, staring at the way his muscles flexed through his shirt.

“You called, Madam Arena?” a small girl dressed in the standard black and white maid uniform came ascending down the stairs with another trailing behind after her, arms filled with neatly folded bed sheets.

“Ah yes girls, please take Milady-.” Arena paused, looking at me for an answer with a dull look in her eyes “Rachel” Arena nodded and turned back to the two maids “Milady Rachel to be properly dressed for the Council” the two girls nodded in unison and bowed their head to show respect towards her.