Chapter 5 05

ETHAN

"I dug up some more info on your chef," Landon said as soon as I reached the pack house. "Turns out she's got an older brother."

A brother? I frowned. "What else?"

"Well, it seems her mother wasn't her biological mother. After her real mother died, her father, a were-tiger, gave his children up for adoption and ended up adopting her himself right after he married a human. She was adopted when she was two years old."

That means she doesn't know she has a brother.

"Alpha, there's something you should know," Landon said after clearing his throat. His tone was serious, and it caught my attention. He began, "There was another break-in, this time at The Silver Fang Museum. It was all ransacked, but nothing was taken."

"God, what are they looking for!" I exclaimed, "Call a pack meeting in two hours."

ELIZA

A day off in a mansion-like suite with unlimited choice of food. I was living my dream. And I was feeling better as well, as if nothing really happened.

A room keeper entered the room after knocking followed by Margeret. He carried a beautiful violet dress along with silvery heels. I was stunned at the sight of the dress and wished to at least touch it once.

"Get ready, princess," Margaret said as she offered me the dress. "The hairdresser and the makeup artist will be here soon."

Was she talking to me? Her tone was weirdly sweet. I'd never seen her act like this before. And the dress! Is it really for me?

I froze at my place, trying to absorb what was happening. Fairy tales were real after all.

"Eliza..." She held my hand, "Get ready, okay. This is an important day for you."

"What's today?" I managed to ask.

"This new information might be hard for you to digest, but..." she said, "You'll come to know and understand everything."

I couldn't wrap my head around anything she was saying. But she was being nice, and I was going to wear a dress I could only dream of. I didn't have many questions. I let fate take my hand and lead the way.

I got into the violet dress. The dress had a shoulder neckline, highlighting my collarbones and shoulders. A soft layer of netting covered my shoulders and arms. The silk shimmered faintly in the light, and the hem swept softly on the floor.

It was perfect.

Soon the hairdresser and the makeup artist arrived to get me ready for I had no idea what occasion. But who cares about the occasion if you're on top of the world.

"Beautiful..." Margaret expressed as she stepped into the suite. She was also dolled up, but I looked like the main character.

"Can I know where we're going?" I asked.

She only smiled at me as she puffed me with a beautiful fragrance. And then Ethan entered the room. A part of me was dying for him to see me in the dress.

"I like the choice of dress, Ethan," Margaret said, stepping a few steps away from me.

Ethan remained quiet and stepped close to me, scanning me from head to toe.

"Margaret," he said in his deep, heavy voice while locking his eyes with mine, "Tell Thomas I want him on time for the meeting. You know how important this is for me and how important you both are for me since you two are the only family I have."

Margret nodded and left the room, leaving me alone with him. Is he going to tell me I look beautiful? My impatient self waited so badly to hear those words from his mouth.

"I'll wait for you downstairs," he said before turning away.

This was all he had to say. Not even a 'You look beautiful' came out of that mouth. What was wrong with this man?

"I thought you were gonna tell me how beautiful I looked," I sighed, "but it's not like you got this dress for me to doll up for you."

He stopped in his steps, and I could feel him smirking, "Did you doll up for me?"

I didn't know what to say.

Without saying another word, he went out of the room. I let out my breath and followed behind him.

It was late afternoon. He led me to his...whoa...a Rolls-Royce!

I couldn't believe my eyes. He asked the driver to get out and gestured to me to sit on the passenger seat.

Yes, he didn't open the door for me.

Well, he didn't even wait for me to sit first. I didn't like the attitude. It seemed like he killed people for pleasure.

I glanced at him as he started the engine, "Can I atleast know where we're going?"

He remained quiet, focused on the road. I rolled my eyes and let out a sigh. And then a thought crossed my mind.

"Are you going to propose to me?" I asked, shockingly.

Of course, my question should've made him laugh, but I couldn't even see a faint glimpse of a shift in expression on his face.

The engine came to a halt. He looked at me, scanning me for a few seconds, then spoke.

"Today, you'll be introduced to a whole new world. You're a shifter. And my mate," he continued after letting out a soft breath, "I'll introduce you to the pack today after the meeting, and arrangements for our wedding tomorrow have already been made."

The only word I heard was the 'wedding'.

Damn, this man is faster than a wolf chasing its prey.

"Ethan, I know you're so into me, but aren't we getting married too soon?" I continued, "I mean, I know I'm irresistible and you're crossing your thirties but..."

"Learn to respect your Alpha's decisions." He cut me off, "Your mate or not, I'm still the Alpha, and you must obey me."

"The Alpha?" I chuckled, "Are we in a fantasy book or what?"

"I don't have time for jokes," he said before getting out of the car. "The pack's meeting starts in ten minutes."

"Lead the way," I sighed, "Mr. Alpha..."