The Alphas Prize

Chapter 9: Weird vibes - Part 2/3

I ran a hand down the back of my head. "Sorry about that," I said shamefully.

He looked everywhere but at me. "It's alright. Are you ok?"

I nodded my head. "Oh yes, I am fine. Thank you." I gave him a small smile. The way he had looked at me a moment ago made me feel a bit uncomfortable in his presence now.

Calyx gave me a curt nod. "Good, what had you so distracted?" He asked curiously.

"The paintings on the walls. Some of them are very beautiful." I said honestly; they were colourful and filled with so much detail; it was like they told a story.

Calyx looked around at the paintings, but one in particular, he seemed to focus on the most "Yes, some of them are, and some...are dark and ugly." He said in a cold tone.

"True, but so are some people, and yet, they are still admired and cherished." I pointed out to him, hoping he would catch onto who I was talking about.

"Good point. Anyways, shall we continue to the kitchen?"
Just as Calyx asked that question, my stomach grumbled loudly, again, making it evident how hungry I was.

"Yes, please. This bitch needs some food." I said while rubbing my belly.

He chuckled and continued through the halls, with me hot on his heels.

We finally reached the kitchen; saying it was large would be the understatement of the year. This kitchen was four times the size of the one we had back home. The cupboards were painted a light grey colour, with white tiles for the black splash. There was a double sink, a massive fridge, two ovens, multiple cooktops and a white marble countertop. As well as an island in the middle, with stools to finish it off.

Calyx walked over to the fridge and broke me out of my trance. "Well, what would you like to eat?"

I mulled over things for a minute. "Something with meat and veggies."

Calyx looked in the fridge. "Oh, this should do the trick." He pulled out a container from the refrigerator. "This is some left-over beef stir fry that Anne made the other night."

He handed me the container with the food, and I looked inside. "Omg, this looks delicious." I think I had drooled a bit as I stared at the food.

Nodding his head, he took the container back from me and placed it into the microwave to reheat.

Calyx pointed towards a stool next to the island. "Take a seat."

I sat down, and a moment later, Calyx brought me my food and a glass of water. I didn't waste any time and began stuffing my face with the mouthwatering and scalding food.

As I continued to eat, I noticed Calyx sitting there, staring and smiling at me, like a complete fucking weirdo. "Yes, can I help you?" I asked, a little annoyed that he watched me so intently as I ate.

He chuckled. "Sorry, I've just never seen a girl eat like....like a man; it's fascinating."

I raised an eyebrow. "Like a man? Fascinating?" I think he has lost his mind.

"Yea, the majority of women I know eat with grace and poise. But, not you, you eat like one of the guys, and yes, I find it fascinating." He replied while shrugging his shoulders.

I shook my head. "Ok, weirdo. Whatever you say."

I finished my food and downed my water. "Ok, I've finished eating. Can we go and find your brother now, please?" I hope he didn't think I had forgotten.

Calyx's face went still. "I don't think that's a good idea; Cain was really pissed with you earlier, and agitating him further won't help you."

I laughed and leaned forward a bit. "Let me make myself clear; I don't care. Cain and I have things to discuss." No matter what he said, I wouldn't change my mind.

Calyx groaned loudly. "Fine, let's go."

We made our way out of the kitchen and down a dark hall. This hallway gave me the creeps; the walls were painted a crimson red, with creepy paintings of various males lining the walls and dim lighting. We began to approach a large wooden door with the pack's coat of arms engraved on it.

Calyx knocked, and a familiar voice boomed from the other side of the door. "Fuck off."

I shoved Calyx out of the way and barged inside the room. Cain was sitting at a massive, antique oak desk, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I said fuc...oh it's you. What do you want now?" He appeared stressed and not happy to see me.

I approached the desk. "Oh, you know, just for you to tell me why you're having Calyx babysit me? I told you I didn't need someone watching over me, and I want to know more about the vampires." Cain had a lot to explain to me, and he was going to stop avoiding this conservation.

He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. "I do not have to tell you anything or give you a reason for any decision I make. Now get out!" His tone was laced with authority, but his power did not affect me.

I straightened myself. "No, I'm not leaving until you tell me what I want to know." I stood my ground and wasn't going to give up so easily.

Cain stood from his chair and placed both palms on the desk as he slowly leaned closer to me. "No? Did you just say no to me? Again?" He said in a low, lethal tone.

"Oh, has no one ever said no to you, the big bad Alpha." I put my hands in the air, waving them around in a fake frightened manner.

Before I knew it, Cain circled the desk and caged me between his body and the desk. He gripped my throat lightly, not hard enough to restrict my breathing but enough to keep me still.

He stood there towering over me and growling, "Why do you keep pushing me? Disobeying me?"

I narrowed my eyes. "Because I follow no one, and I love to push buttons. Especially when the situation may concern my life."

Cain scanned my face, staring deep into my eyes and before I could say anything else, he captured my lips with his, kissing me angrily and passionately. Then, he released his hold on my neck, and his hands travelled down my waist, gripping my ass tightly, as he lifted me onto the desk, never breaking the kiss. I became so lost and consumed, I completely forgot everything and melted myself into this moment with him.