The Alpha

Chapter 11

Scarlet POV

Dinner with Xander was an interesting one. I've noticed that all three brothers seem to have very

different personalities. Ethan is always very serious. Alex seems incredibly kind. And Xander, well... he

acts like the wolf that got into the chicken coup, mischievous, proud, and a whole lot of trouble. After

about twenty minutes of him grilling me about Will and me repeatedly insisting that there are absolutely

no romantic feelings involved, he finally agreed to not bother saying anything to his brother unless the

topic came up. Though, I wouldn't put it past him to find a way to bring the topic up. I guess only time

will tell.

He hangs out in the penthouse for a little while and teaches me how to play some video game. He, of

course, beats me every time, but I eventually made it a little less easy on him as time went on. After a

couple hours he finally leaves. I stretch and let out a yawn. I get up from my spot in the media room Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

and walk in the direction of the room that I had woken up in after my stay in the dungeon. Ethan hadn't

said whether I'd be going back to that room or staying in his room, so I decide this is my best option.

Two guards follow me to the room, though they aren't the same ones from earlier. I don't bother making

conversation. I'm not sure what Ethan has told them which makes me feel uncomfortable. I don't want

to overstep or tell them more than I should, so instead I just keep my mouth shut.

I close the door behind me and begin searching through the drawers of the dresser to find something to

wear to bed. Finally, I settle on a long, baggie sweatshirt and some cotton shorts before I go to the

bathroom to wash my face. A few minutes later I am crawling into bed and pulling the covers up to my

chin. It was nice meeting Isa and Xander today, but now I suddenly have an overwhelming sense of

loneliness. Is this how it's going to be every day? I don't know how much longer I can put up with this. I

miss Will and Jo and the other packless. I miss going out and hunting and helping at the shelter. I feel

useless here.

My worries continue to escalate as I begin to wonder if Nicole Fairchild is staying here too. Is she in the

pack house right now? Does everyone think of her as their Luna? Is she with Ethan? He's been gone

all day. What if they are together? Everything about this situation is so frustrating. Isa said he wants to

be with me, but what if she was just trying to spare my feelings? And why do I care so much? Sure,

he's my mate, but he's barely spoken to me unless it's to interrogate me. I feel my eyes begin to burn

with tears as one slips down my cheek. Damn emotions. What is going on with me lately? I want to go

back to The Scourge, back to my life. It may not have been much, but it was my home.

Eventually, I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I know I'm woken up when Ethan peels my

covers back. "What are you doing? What time is it?" I groan groggily.

He bends over and slides his arm under my knees as the other goes around my back and he scoops

me up. "We are going to our room. And it's late," he remarks as he turns to carry me out of the room

and down the hall.

When we reach his bedroom, he carries me over to the bed and pulls the covers over me. He turns

from me, peeling his shirt off before walking into his closet. He comes back out wearing only a pair of

sweatpants and my breath hitches in my throat. I don't know if I'll ever get over his magnificent body.

His arms and torso are chiseled to perfection and covered with just the right amount of muscle that

would make any woman drool. His abs end in a V as they dip below the waistband of his pants. I

clench my thighs together. Goddess Scarlet! Get ahold of yourself. He scrubs a hand down his face

before walking around to the other side of the bed. I feel the blankets shift as he lifts them up and

crawls in behind me. His arm comes around my waist as he scoots closer to me, pulling me into him so

that my whole body is enveloped by him, sending delicious tingles throughout my entire being. His

scent is intoxicating and he is radiating heat like a furnace. My whole body relaxes into his and I allow

my eyes to close before he kisses my temple and lays his head on a pillow. And that's how we spend

the rest of the night.