Alpha's Dirty Little Secret (ADLS Series #1)✔

| Chapter 19 |

AMIRA POV

"Mom, I'm fine." I perked up my voice, determined to assure her that I was okay.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes?"

"Should we come and see you?" She expressed her concern.

"Unless you're coming to take me home then no." I rolled my eyes. "Besides, it's not that bad. I'm just a little sore from training." Normally she could sense my deceit.

"Okay." A long sigh of relief blew into the phone. "Your father wants to speak to you."

"Okay." I fiddled with the strings of my throw blanket before my father's deepened voice echoed through my earpiece.

"Hey sweetie?"

"Hey dad?" The other end of the line grew cold, leaving us in a moment of silence before he re-entered the conversation.

"Okay. Your mother is out of the room. Explain to me. How many were there?"

"Huh?" My teeth nipped at the skin of bottom lip, one of my nervous gestures. I knew it was a matter of time before the message was relayed to my father. I was his daughter and he was well loved and respected so of course he would have to be informed of the situation. I just wish it could have waited.

"I have eyes and ears in that pack house so again I ask, how many?" It was no denying the events now.

"Six, seven maybe."

"Damn it." He cursed out before a low menacing growl escaped him. I pouted. I did not want to put any weight on his shoulders. "I'm glad you are okay sweetie. Where are you now?"

"I'm back in my room now. My wounds are healing quite nicely." My fingers brushed against my sore waist area, flinching due to it not being completely healed.

"I'm glad you're okay. I'm going to let you rest, okay?"

"Okay, love you dad." It was rare for me to express such 'mushy' emotions, however now I think my dad needed to hear it, for his sake.

"Love you too."

"Bye."

I ended the call. Taking his advice to rest to allow my wounds the better opportunity to recover, I tilted my head back, resting it against the headboard. Ready to ease into comfort, I was a little distraught when someone knocked on my bedroom door.

"Come in." My harsh tone of voice should have warned my visitors of my current mood.

The door cracked ajar. Beta Allen appeared alongside Alpha Xavier. Allen looked me over before the corner of his lips rose, stretching his lips to form a smile. He stood beside me, seemingly ready to say something ether foolish, inappropriate, or down right humorous. Xavier on the other hand seemed quiet agitated. His hands in the pockets of his shorts, his eyes shifted around the room, completely opposed to being here or even looking at me. It seemed as though it was the last place he would like to be.

"Hey guys?" My greeting was mainly for Allen.

"How are you doing?" Allen took a spot on my bed.

"I'm doing okay, feeling much better then yesterday." I assured him just like I assured everyone else numerous times.

I glanced at Xavier. Again, his eyes were unfocused, left to wander around the room without a target.

"I'm glad you're okay trooper." He leaned in close. Parting his lips, he released debased whisper that only I could hear. "At least now you don't have to pretend to be ill anymore."