The Alpha's Feisty Mate

The alpha meeting

Isabella POV

 

 My father mind-linked me that we would be having a formal dinner in the hall this evening for the visiting Alphas at 5:00 pm. I was instructed to dress appropriately and be on my best behavior. I huffed. Great, this is going to be a long night. 

 

 Bri is prancing excitedly in my head at the thought of seeing Alpha Drake again. 

 

 ‘You do remember the last time we had dinner in his presence, right?’ I asked while rolling my eyes.

 

 ‘Yup, sure do, but this time I hope he personally punishes us.’ She snickered at me. 

 

 ‘Ya, that’s not going to happen. We’re going to make it through dinner without talking to him.’ I said sternly. 

 

 I still need to figure out how I can get back at Alpha Drake without getting into more trouble with my father. 

 

 I went back to my room so I could get ready for dinner. My father always makes me wear a dress for these events. His words exactly “ You need to look and act like a lady” it’s always the same speech when we host other Alphas, and it irritates me. I hate his need to impress other Alphas. I could care less what anyone thinks of me. 

 

 Clair came to join me in my room so we could get dressed together. I was happy to see her. I hadn’t seen her in so long. It felt like weeks. In reality, it’s only been a day. Ok, I’m being a little dramatic, but we are usually attached at the hip. 

 

 “Hey girl, how you been? I feel like I don’t get to see you anymore.” Clair asked while hugging me.

 

I huffed. “I’m alright. Still serving my punishment, so I’ve been busy. It’s ok, though. It saves me from having to see Alpha Drake's ugly face.” I said with an eye roll. 

 

 Clair chuckled. “Ugly face, eh?” She asked with an eyebrow raised. 

 

 “Well, mister ugly Alpha was asking Jet about you at training yesterday,” Clair said and watched my face for a reaction. She’s not going to get one. I was not falling for her trickeries. So I stayed quiet and continued rummaging through my wardrobe for a dress.

 

 “Jet put him in his place. He told him how you’re a badass fighter, fully capable of defending yourself.” She paused before adding.“ Jet also told him how we killed four out of the five rogues on our own when we were attacked. You should have seen the look on Alpha Drake's face. His bottom jaw was literally hanging on the ground.” Clair said while chuckling. 

 

 “I don’t need to defend my abilities to him. I know my worth. He’s just too full of himself to recognize it.” I told her as I shrug my shoulders. 

 

 “I need you to help me pick a dress that will make a statement and turn some eyes tonight,” I said with a mischievous smile. 

 

 “Hmmm, if I didn’t know any better, I would think you’re up to something?” Clair questioned with an eyebrow raised and her arms crossed over her chest. 

 

 “Me? Never.” I said innocently. Batting my eyelashes. 

 

 “Well, I’m not so innocent either, so let’s find a dress that will make the boys stand at attention.” She replied with a chuckle. 

 

 We picked out our outfits and laid them aside while we styled our hair and did our makeup. 

 

I picked a simple messy up-do with some loose strands that hung loose, contouring my face. My makeup was simple with Smokey eye shadow, winged eyeliner, mascara, and a cherry red lipstick that made my lips look plump and desirable. 

 

 The dress I picked is a three-quarter length tight-fitted cherry red dress with a slit that runs up my thigh, exposing a lot of my upper leg. The top has thin straps and a V-neckline that shows just enough cleavage. I slipped on a pair of black stiletto shoes to complete my outfit.

 

 Clair was wearing a navy blue tight-fitted dress that ended mid-thigh. The top was off the shoulder and exposed her long slender neck. She left her hair loose but twisted two strands on each side of her face and pinned them at the back. She also wore a pair of black stilettos. 

 

 “Dang girl, if you're trying to turn heads, that outfit is definitely going to accomplish that,” Clair said with a whistle. 

 

 “Well, thank you, my lady. You look pretty bang-able yourself, hot stuff.” I replied with a wink.

 

We both laughed and walked out of my room, heading for the dining hall. We made sure that we were fashionable late so all eyes would be on us when we entered.

 

 Let the revenge begin. I internally smirked. 

 

When we entered the hall, everyone was already seated. The room went quiet, and we walked towards the head table. All eyes were on us. My father didn’t look very please with my outfit, but who cares? I’m still mad at him. Let’s see how he likes it when the other Alphas were undressing his baby girl with their eyes, I thought to myself and smirked. 

 

 I looked over at Alpha Drake, but his eyes didn’t meet mine. Instead, he was devouring every inch of my body. His eyes looked almost black like his wolf was fighting for control, and I could see his jaw clenching. I saw multiple emotions swirling in his black eyes, lust being at the top, but also anger? I’m not sure what he’s angry about. I didn’t think too much of it. I was just pleased that my plan was working. He was clearly attracted to me in this outfit by the look in his eyes. I also think I heard a low growl come from his chest, but I’m not really sure. 

 

My eyes continued down the table. Gamma Erik was seated next to Alpha Drake, and he had a huge grin on his face glancing between Alpha Drake and me. That was interesting. I wonder what he’s thinking? Oh well, who cares, I thought. 

 

 Next, I noticed Alpha Reid. I’d met him a few times, and he’s my father's age. He’s also mated. Alpha Reid just gave me a smile and a head nod, which I returned. 

 

 Next to Alpha Reid was Alpha Thomas. I haven’t seen him for years, not since he took over the Alpha position from his father. We always got along when we were younger. His father would bring him when there were meetings, and we would play together. Now he’s a grown man and looks handsome as hell, but I know he’s a total player from the rumors. Whatever, it’s not like I’m going to mate with him. A little flirting wouldn’t hurt anyone, I thought to myself.

 

 Alpha Thomas stood when I got closer. He grabbed my hand and kissed my knuckles. “Wow, Isabella, you look stunning.” He said with a cute smile and a twinkle in his eyes. 

 

 “Thank you.” I smiled back at him.

 

 Alpha Thomas greeted Clair as well. 

 

 I couldn’t help myself from glancing back at Alpha Drake, and he looked livid. His eyes were burning holes into Alpha Thomas. I noticed he had a big vein on his forehead that looked ready to pop. I chuckled to myself. He looked so angry his head might explode. Good, I hope it does, I chuckled. 

 

 I was slightly curious as to why he’s angry, though. My plan was to flaunt what he couldn’t have in front of him. I didn’t know how he thought he could be possessive over me. Werewolves are weird creatures. Like seriously, they pee on a tree and automatically assume it belongs to them. I internally shake my head, weirdos. This possessiveness might work to my advantage tonight, though. I wanted to see him miserable. 

 

 Alpha Thomas pulled out a chair next to the one he was sitting in and gestured for me to take a seat. He did the same for Clair, with the seat next to mine. What a flirt, I thought to myself and internally rolled my eyes. 

 

 “Ugly Alpha hasn’t taken his eyes off you since we walked in,’ Clair mind-linked me.

 

 ‘Good, I’m going to flaunt what he can’t have,’ I replied with amusement in my tone. 

 

 “Well, let’s eat.” My father announced to the table, and everyone started digging in. 

 

 I noticed Jet looking at me with a knowing smirk. Let’s be honest, I usually wouldn’t dress so provocatively for dinner, so it’s pretty clear to those who know me well that I was up to something. 

 

My brother, Declan, has the same disapproval written all over his face like my father. I ignored them. I’m a grown-ass woman capable of dressing without my father’s input or approval.

 

 Everyone was enjoying the small talk, but not a word came out of Alpha Drake's mouth. He just brooded while eating dinner. It made me happy to shut his big mouth up for a change. He looked so handsome when he wasn’t speaking, I thought to myself. It’s when he opens that big trap of his that he ruins it. 

 

 Alpha Thomas turned to me. “Isabella, I was wondering if you would like to go for a walk with me after dinner? Catch up. It’s been years since we last saw each other.” He asked, hopeful. 

 

 I smiled politely “ I would love that, Alpha Thomas.” I said with a sweet voice. 

 

 This time I knew it was a growl that came from Alpha Drake. What the heck. Everyone stopped eating and looked towards Alpha Drake questionably. 

 

 My father especially. He had a glint of curiosity in his eyes. 

 

 Alpha Drake stood up from the table and excused himself. Gosh, tonight went better than I expected. I internally gave myself a pat on the back. 

 

Everyone just went back to chatting and eating like nothing happened. 

 

 When dinner was over, Alpha Thomas extended his arm for me to take, and I did. I wrapped my arm in his, and we began to walk around the garden.

 

We made small talk, and Alpha Thomas was being very flirty, but I wasn’t interested in the slightest. The only person I could think about was that damn Alpha Drake. He looked so sexy when he was mad, and I think for whatever crazy reason, It turned me on when he growled possessively at my interaction with Alpha Thomas. What has gotten into me? I wondered.

 

 I never really wanted to go for a walk with Alpha Thomas, I just wanted to piss off Alpha Drake by accepting the invitation, and it worked like magic. 

 

I’d been walking with Alpha Thomas for 30 minutes, and I just wanted to leave. I was bored. I decided to tell him that I had somewhere to be and said good night. He looked disappointed but didn’t argue. We walked back inside the packhouse and went our separate ways. 

 

 Once inside my room, I couldn’t settle down. I was so pent up. My wolf was pacing in my head. I decided maybe some target practice with my daggers might relieve some of my built-up frustration. It’s only 7:00 pm and still lights out. 

 

I didn’t bother changing out of my dress, but I did slip on my white runners so it would be more comfortable. I grabbed my daggers and headed out. This will be good since I haven’t trained at all the past two days. I’ve been going a little stir crazy.

 

Once at the training field, I set up a target on a tree trunk and let out my frustrations by slamming those daggers into the target over and over again. 

 

 I felt eyes watching me, so I turned around, and sure enough, I spotted Alpha Drake turning to walk away by the tree line.

 

 I don’t know what got into me, but I wanted to get his attention all of a sudden. So I did the most normal thing any woman would do, I threw a dagger by his head, intentionally causing it to slice a small cut on his ear before it embedded into the tree directly in front of him. I knew exactly what I was doing—just getting his attention. If I had wanted to kill him, I could have. My plan worked. I watched him freeze in his spot before he turned around. Disbelief was written all over his face as he reached for his ear. He lowered his fingers to see that they were coated in blood from the cut. 

 

 Ok, maybe I didn’t think my plan through all that well. He’s definitely going to kill me now. Shit!

Chapter 12 - The Alpha's Feisty Mate