Alpha's Choice

Chapter 8 Dynamics

Alexandria's POV

Shopping with Fiona was exhausting, but so much fun. I think we giggled the whole time. She had me try on one of everything, and then told them to tailor most of them to fit me better.

In just an hour I must have tried on 100 different outfits. Only about 5 of them met her expectations and did not need be tailored to fit. At least shoes didn't need tailoring. She even made me buy all new underwear, bras and insisted on lingerie too. She definitely left no stone unturned in the short time we had. We only left with a few bags, enough to get me by for a day or two according to her. It was already more than my entire wardrobe, and being in her company felt natural. I really liked Fiona, and she made sure she left with her own bag of rewards.

We got back to the house about 11 pm, and I was expecting it to be dead quiet, but that couldn't be further from the truth. There were people all over. The corridors were no longer empty, and everywhere I felt eyes on me. It was terrifying to have so many eyes on me. It made me think about the vision I caught from Xander, and I started panicking again thinking about what would happen and just how many eyes would be on me. Why would I agree to any of this?

I remembered what Xander had said about not making eye contacted and shifted my eyes down. "Fiona can you take me up to my room? I have had a long day." She seemed indifferent to all the eyes and pulled me along to the destination like she had since I had met her. In no more than a minute she had me in Xander's chambers helping me to set my bags down.

"Do you need anything else for the night, Alex?"

"No I guess not, but thank you for everything today."

"The pleasure was all mine. I hope my brother keeps you around for a little while. There is something to you." She gives me a nod and a beaming smile before disappearing out the door. At least there was one thing I knew for sure I would like about this place. I settled on to the couch in sitting area in front of the fire. My mind raced over all of the day's information, and I was exhausted. I didn't know how long it would be before Xander showed up, but I wanted to get out of these clothes and into something more comfortable.

I found a nightgown amongst the items Fiona had helped me pick out that at least wasn't sheer and covered at least half my thighs. It was one of the few things I felt decent in. Most felt far sexier than I would go for on my own. She may have been living a bit vicariously through me, but there was no arguing with her. I could tell she was related to Xander. I was so caught up in my own thoughts from all the days information I wasn't paying attention when I walked out the bathroom I crashed straight into a bare chest.

I was expecting Xander, but there weren't enough tribal tattoos for it to be him. When I looked up it was actually Xavier and Xachary standing before me. It was Xachary whose large chest I bumped into, and there was no shifting my eyes down and away. I was looking my assailant dead in his amber eyes, which were now blazing with heat. I could feel it coming off him even as I backed away.

"Well. Well. Well. What do we have here!" He snatched my wrist and yanked it above my head causing the nightgown to hike up to an indecent level. "No wonder I'm being punished just for asking questions. He wants you all to himself, but that's not how things are supposed to work." I was terrified dangling basically by one wrist, as I attempted to cover myself with my free arm. I could feel the hem of the garment razing the very tops of my thighs.

"Xach, let her go. He is going to kill you."

"She's just a girl. Anything brought into the pack house is pack property until claimed, and he hasn't claimed her. At least if I am going to get punished for something I want to be guilty." His arm snaked around my back and pulled me in close to him. He had me fully pressed again him, and I could feel his excitement pulsating against me. I found it so repulsive I wanted to wretch, but instead I just close my eyes, focus my mind and called him. "Xander!"