Slaved To The Alpha

Everyone settled down when Grant entered the venue hall. A lot of pretty girls were looking and staring at him as he walked firmly with his posture. Indeed, he was really good-looking and no girls would find him unattractive at all. He was every girl’s dream to be exact. He was standing so tall and professional.

On the other side, Asthrid and Mabelle were keeping an eye on him as if their saliva would stream down their mouths. Some girls on the side were softly screaming when Grant passed by them and both Mabelle and Asthrid glared at them so they stopped screaming.

The ball finally commenced after a few ceremonies. Grant gave his speech and they set up other paraphernalia to officially start. People suddenly became too busy with their own businesses and Grant was doing his best to act normal. He couldn’t help but look for Krisna around the venue, all he could see was Asthrid, her boss who was with Mabelle.

He heaved out a sigh on the side then he started greeting other guests inside the venue. He couldn’t stop thinking whether Krisna would come to the ball or not. Maybe she wouldn’t because he had already told her to back off and forget about everything. He wanted Krisna not to come to the ball but his weird self was still trying to look for her. He was still wondering if she was there because, at this moment, he was not sensing anything at all.

When he was done greeting all the other important guests and some common friends, he stood on the side to observe things around the corner. “Dance with her?” He uttered out of the blue when he thought back of what Letizia told him inside his room. His mother might be a little over to the top sometimes. She was always suggesting something impossible. Grant suddenly smirked because of the thought that he would be dancing with Krisna.

“Hey, Alpha!” Grant looked in the direction where he heard the voice and he saw his Beta, Greco waving at him while he was approaching him.

“You’re late, Greco.” He said in a joking manner. Greco just laughed at him and suddenly stared at his face. “What?” He asked in an irritated tone. He was feeling uncomfortable being looked at by him especially when he was that close.

He shook his head left and right then gave him a sly smile. “Nothing. I think you’re not feeling right, Alpha. Did something happen yet?” He asked in a teasing tone of voice then he used his elbow to tickle Grant on his sides.

“Stop it, Greco. There no–” Grant’s line was cut off when he was starting to feel something.

To his surprise, his heart started to beat so fast and it hurt him a little for some unknown reason. He also felt hot and had other strange feelings. What was happening to him? This was the first time that he ever felt these all at once. He thought he was only feeling ill but there, on the corner, he saw that a woman was standing in this dark brown-colored dress. In his mind, the dress was pretty hideous, but he wasn’t so sure why he was attracted to it when in fact, there was nothing out of the ordinary about it.

Greco started to worry about Grant when he saw where Grant was looking at. It was Krisna who was on the corner and she was alone, so Greco just let Grant do what he was doing. Grant couldn’t take his eyes off of her even if he wanted to. That was the strangest thing that happened to him. This was what he was anticipating, he knew that something like this would happen because the mate pull was becoming stronger. But why was he having a hard time rejecting her if he knew that this would happen in the first place?

“So? Alpha, why don’t you ask her to dance?” Greco suddenly popped out of the blue and asked him in a teasing voice.

When he looked at him, he was smiling from ear to ear, so Grant stood up properly and cleared his throat. Indeed, he wanted to ask Krisna to dance with him, but he just couldn’t. His feet were starting to move in her direction but it was a good thing that he could still stop himself.

“No, I don’t think that’s a good idea, Greco.” He replied as he tried his best to stop his feet from taking a step forward.

How could he dance with Krisna when the pull was getting stronger just by being with here inside the venue hall? It sounded ridiculous, he wanted to reject his mate, but he didn’t know that it was this difficult.

It became clear to him that he was obviously being pulled to Krisna, especially now that tonight was a full moon. Their mate pull was becoming even stronger and he knew that it was too difficult to ignore and avoid.

3rd Person POV

Krisna was feeling unstable, she was about to lose consciousness because of the strong feeling she was able to sense. She knew that the moment Alpha Grant walked inside the room, things wouldn’t be so much easier than what she had thought about it. She knew that if she was stuck inside the same room with the Alpha, she couldn’t stop herself from the pull. The Alpha was looking at her, but she was doing her best not to act strange or anything out of the ordinary. She couldn’t stand the thought that the Alpha would think that she was doing something to get his attention because she wasn’t.

She didn’t even want to go to the Annual Pack Gathering if not because of Asthrid who forced her to come. Krisna kept on stomping her foot as a sign of being impatient, she would only take her attention on something else rather than the Alpha’s stare, she was trying to look for Asthrid but she was nowhere to be found at the moment.

“Where could that evil boss of mine be? At this time of the event?” She told herself as she kept on looking for Asthrid. While she was roaming her eyes around, she could see people with their own circle of friends and that was when she realized that she had no friends at all. Although it was a little saddening, she still tried her best to comfort herself that it was not that bad to live all alone, she got herself and that was what was the most important.

Everybody inside the venue hall got too excited when the music started to play a slow song. The guys went to invite someone that they could dance with while she was just in the corner, still trying to find Asthrid. She knew for a fact that no one was going to ask her to dance, not with that kind of dress, right? She looked hideous and her face and hair… just wouldn’t do so well.