Larenzo,My Nightmare (HOLD)

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What I imagined her wearing ^
I relished on the feeling of the hot water raining on my back, cleansing the sins off my body. I love Emilio with all my heart, but he could never compare to the man that was made for me Larenzo. I could never- would never love him the way I was meant to love Larenzo, and he knew that.

I stepped out the shower, wrapping my body  in a towel. I walk into my bedroom, and into the closet. My eyes scan the racks for a black bag, which holds my gown for tonight. Grabbing the bag and a robe, I place the bag onto my black comforter. I walk over to my vanity, grab my brush, and begin to tame the monster that is my hair.

An hour passes, and I am putting one last coat of mascara on. I pick up my crimson lipstick, swiping it across my lips. Standing up, I approach my bed, unzipping the bag that holds my dress. I slip the dress on, pulling up the zipper. I slide black leather stilettos onto my feet, before adjusting the diamond pendent on my neck. I head out of my room, heading towards the ball room.  I spot Emilio further down into the hallway talking to another beta. As I arrive by his side, their heads both lower respectfully ."Good evening, Alpha. You look beautiful", Emilio says as the other beta nods in agreement. Turning to the other beta, I offer my hand to him.

" I am Alpha Anastacia. Welcome to the Blood Dynasty Pack", I say automatically. He smiles, placing his hand in mine.

"Thank you. I am Beta Christopher from the Scorpio pack. It's nice to meet you ", he says. With a small nod, I walk towards towards the double staircase. I glide down the staircase - my face void of emotion, capturing the eyes of the men in the room. I move throw the crowd, walking towards the main table, where the Alphas are seated. I take a seat at the black throne, silencing the conversations of the present Alphas.

"Sweetheart, this table is reserved for Alphas; if you want to wait over there, I'll flirt with you later.", Donatello says. Rolling my eyes, I bend over the table looking directly into his eyes.

"Listen Sweetheart, I strongly suggest that you show me some fucking respect before I cancel that alliance you begged for", I say through gritted teeth.

"You're a woman. You have no authority here. Did you lose your mate on the way here?", he fires back, obviously unaware of my position.

Show him who's in charge here. We will not be disrespected.

I walk over to him, grasping his neck with my hand. Lifting him up, I throw him a few feet away. Turning on my feet, I return to my seat.

"Would anyone else like to challenge my position?", I say with a smile. No responses were heard. " Good. How are you all doing this evening?", I ask.

The sound of doors slamming against the walls ceases the conversations in the room. A tall, muscular man walked in, immediately turning his head towards the table. Those eyes; those lips. They had engraved themselves into my brain. My eyes hardened  as a soft gasp left my mouth. He was here. My nightmare,Larenzo.