Alpha Malik (Published)✔️

Chapter Eight

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~Aria

I woke up cursing myself. No, cursing the Goddess I don't really believe in.

Grey never told me Malik had that close of a relationship with that necklace. I had happily assumed it would be kept in a safe, which in my opinion, would be easy to crack, then Alpha Malik himself. After last night, and my meander to the library, I'm in an even more vulnerable position.

As I'm more than positive he's going to be more careful of my antics.

Just as I was leaving the shower, Elaine decided to rush in undetected. Walking out of the bathroom, towel trying my hair, the sight of my assistant browsing through my wardrobe made me yelp.

"Elaine," I snap. "You can't just walk into my room like this! What if I was naked?"

She sighs, turning around, holding a gentle fuchsia dress in her hand. I wore it to Alexa's birthday earlier this year, so it brings back memories of her other friends getting drunk and spilling vodka on the hem. It took me four days to soak the stuff out, to never actually wear the dress again. Well, until now it seems.

"Then it would have been a good bonding experience," Elaine says thrusting the dress at my chest. "Now hurry and change, and do something to that hair. You'll be meeting the girls today, and some of them are very wealthy, so you can expect exceptional outfits on their part. Also, you will be meeting the Alpha for the first time, and you want to stand out.."

All I caught from that, was 'you'll be meeting the Alpha for the first time.'

She didn't know about last night. Did Malik keep his word?

"And paint a target on my back?" I question, dropping the towel I had been using on my hair, onto the bed. The fabric of my dress between my fingers is so lavish and soft, and it makes me grateful Alexa convinced me to buy it.

Elaine sigh irritably. "You have to play the game, Aria."

Yes, because all this is a silly game.

Elaine doesn't have the courtesy to turn around as I dress. She pointed out the fact that we have the same parts, and wear the same under clothes, which meant I had to be stuck in a lecture about how I shouldn't be fazed. She really thinks I am going to last in this competition, which at least lets me know that she has a little faith in me.

As I slip the dress on, Elaine watches me ambiguously, waiting for me to make a mistake, like step on the hem of the dress and rip the fine threading. Then, she assisted in doing up all the necessary buttons and tying any loose ends.

Despite the beauty of the dress, I felt odd being so dressed up. Especially after Elaine took over my hair, when I failed to eloquently form a nice updo. However, the moment I walked down the hallway, with both Fynn and Elaine flanking me, I noticed I was probably rather under dressed.

Most of the girls ignored us, only granting a glance before they turned away obediently. To them, following the rules is serious.

"Remember what I told you," Elaine muttered in my ear.

"Right. Befriend the biggest bitch of them all," I reply sourly. She frowns, but doesn't comment. Before we had left the room, she had instructed me that finding the best social group was essential. It looked good for the cameras, and for Malik. She said it as if she knew exactly what that man wanted.