The Unfortunate Truth

Alpha? - 13

"There's one place that I didn't show you directly on the tour a few days ago," Brody mutters as we walk down one of the corridors he took me down.

His hand was enveloped in mine, his flannel catching my wrist since our fingers were interlocked. He had his other hand in his front jean pocket.

"Oh?" I mutter. "I thought we went to most of the places that you wanted to show me."

"We did, but this one, this is someplace that I have to show you. I should have told you, and I was going to yesterday before those stupid rogues interrupted me."

I nod as we continue walking down the big corridor. Until he suddenly takes a right down a hallway. I follow with him and see some conference rooms, some of which he pointed out already. But then at the end of the hallway was a big wooden door.

And if I were a door connoisseur and I would say it was in the top five. It was lovely. I think the door is made of a mahogany with the look and color, and it has a nice golden handle on it.

"Beautiful door," I admire.

Brody chuckles from next to me and opens it up, taking a step inside and encouraging me to follow after him.

I couldn't help but admire all the wood inside. If you couldn't tell, I love wood in houses. I think it looks modern and absolutely gorgeous. My eyes roam over the books that were on the bookshelves, as well as the pretty windows behind a desk.

I quickly go over and look outside, smiling at the snowy scenery presenting itself.

I can practically feel Brody's eyes on me and I quickly turn around to see him giving me a small smile. I blush and fidget a little bit, suddenly nervous. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be," he whispers as he comes around the desk to stand next to me. "I think that you're adorable."

I smile as he grabs both of my hands, sort of rubbing them with his thumbs a little bit. At first I smile up at him, but I lose it when I see the tense look cross over his face.

He's been tense since two days ago after he had to leave his house when we were making cookies. I stayed after the cookies we were done and put everything away, and it still took him hours to come back.

I know it wasn't a fight, like a real fight or anything. Because I know my grandparents would have called me, or Brody would have sent someone to come and look after me.

It took him a while, and when he finally came back, he was tense. He seemed angry and I made no move to talk to him about what happened. I didn't want to make anything worse. So I left it at that.

Ever since then, he's been really tense and sort of moody. He couldn't hang out with me yesterday because of something he had to take care of and I could tell that he was angry about it. I'm sure it had something to do with what he wanted to tell me before the rogues arrived.

And I get that, but I hate seeing him all tense and angry. It makes me upset that I can't do anything to help.

"Hey," I whisper softly.

His jaw was tense and his eyes were firm, the tense look on his face honestly makes him seem older than his nineteen years of age.

His gaze flickers down to me, my jaw clenching itself after I see the intense look in his eyes. He seemed worried about something.

"Talk to me."

Brody huffs softly as his brown eyes search mine. He looked nervous, like he was working up the courage to tell me something.

"Danielle, there's something that I left out when I said that I was a werewolf."

Oh dear god. Is he a white wolf too? Is that why I couldn't smell him? Oh god if he is then that's going to make me feel so guilty because I haven't told him yet. He's going to think I don't trust him at all when he's already told me he was a werewolf and I haven't even done that yet. My goose is cooked.

"Yeah, there's something I need to tell you too," I whisper softly.

I don't know how I got the courage to even say that. I figured I should at least tell him that I was a werewolf as well if he was going to tell me something along the lines of that. I guess I don't exactly know what he has to tell me, but me assuming was all I had going for me.

I notice a perplexed look cross over his face and he opens his mouth, but before he can, Andrew bursts into the room. Just as I get a message from one of my guards.

'Daniella, are you in a safe space?'

"Alpha, there's a problem."

I blink a little bit both at what Cato just said, and the fact that Andrew just called Brody alpha. My boyfriend was just called Alpha?

Brody's entire body tenses up and he turns to glare at Andrew.

I knew Andrew was apologetic about what happened as soon as he saw the look from Brody. I'm assuming he already figured that Brody told me. But since he didn't and Brody was now glaring at him, I can about imagine how scared Andrew was on the inside.

But wait a second, he's the alpha?

My boyfriend, my mate, the one that I just found out was a werewolf like a week ago is freaking alpha?

You've got to be kidding me.

Where is Ashton Kutcher because I am sick of being on his goddamn TV show.