“Wake up, it’s time to go.” Ronaldo’s stern voice called out as he unlocked the cell gates and pushed it open.
Yasmin’s eyes fluttered open; she stretched her stiff body as she tried to figure out what was going on, when her eyes landed on me it all seemed to click and she narrowed her eyes at me.
So much for being good friends. I thought unhappily.
Oliver was standing a few feet away, I had asked him to leave us, but as I expected he wanted to keep an eye on her until I glared at him to leave.
“Alpha Allison.” Yasmin regarded me emotionlessly and I nodded a greeting.
“Take a walk with me Miss Hamoudi.” She looked on suspiciously and flinched when she caught Oliver’s bulky frame over my shoulder. Her eyes were guarded as she looked between us.
“Is my punishment over already? I thought for sure you would want to teach me a proper lesson.” Gone was her hesitance, in its place was a mocking smirk. I couldn’t do anything but roll my eyes at her attempt to annoy me again; I turned to Oliver and glared at him till his shoulders sagged.
“Will you be okay, Yasmin?” he asked Yasmin and surprisingly enough she looked to have been taken aback for a split second before she masked it with a cold expression.
Since meeting her she has only displayed three emotions; anger, indifference and arrogance. It honestly wasn’t healthy.
“Fine. Not that it’s any of your concern.” He flinched at her accusatory tone, but didn’t respond; instead he nodded curtly and walked up the stairs and out of the prison.
“Now, how about that walk?” I clapped cheerfully and she looked slightly horrified for a second, but soon reverted back to her blank look.
“I don’t actually have a choice, do I?” she deadpanned and I smiled sweetly, already leading her out of the building.
“Of course not! I wasn’t asking.” She sneered at the obvious tone that I used and I snickered, leading her away from the pack house where many pack members were already going about their daily duties.
We walked for a few minutes before she grumbled something about me being strange under her breath; I ignored the jab and spoke.
“So Yasmin, how do you find the pack?” without having to look I knew she was about to give me a sarcastic answer.
“Very hospitable. The floors are super soft here.” I shrugged and a noncommittal sound erupted from my throat.
“Not my fault you didn’t sleep on the bed that was obviously provided for your comfort.” She stopped short and her face twisted in disgust.
“What the hell! I don’t even know what could be breeding in that thing!” I chuckled at her girly response.
“Should have thought about that before you opened your big mouth and challenged the Alpha.” I shrugged and she glared at me once again, but said nothing.
“What do you want from me?” she sighed after a few moments of silence apart from the scuffling of our feet on the dry leaves. I shook my head and turned to face her, she stumbled not expecting the sudden halt and narrowed her eyes at me for what felt like the millionth time.
“You can still have that, you know?” I revealed and her eyes turned cold.
“No I can’t.” she affirmed.
“Yasmin… Oliver and I were never anything more than friends, I admit that we did flirt a little, but that is where it ends. I know that what you saw hurt you, I’ve been there, but don’t for a second think that Oliver wants anyone, but you since he found out that you are his mate. He is a genuine guy and I saw it in his eyes, he cares about you and wants nothing other than to make you happy and keep you safe.” Her stubbornness never eased though, she wasn’t ready to hear me out.
“Whatever.” She brushed me off and glared into space.
“I am telling you this, because you need to realise that you’re not the only person in this world who has been through difficult times, you’re not the only one who’s been thrust into unfamiliar grounds with the expectation to succeed. It’s time you stopped feeling sorry for yourself and give yourself a chance to make something of your situation.” I revealed and if anything it angered her more.
“Just stop Allison! I don’t need your pity and I don’t need your advice, I can handle myself.” She burst angrily, standing off the log defensively.
“Can you, Yasmin? If you could handle yourself, you wouldn’t have blown up at me in front of everyone. If you could handle yourself, you wouldn’t have judged me without knowing the full story about my life. If you could handle yourself, you would have given Oliver a chance to explain himself. You are here on the request of Alpha Jeston, to learn how to run a pack and to become the best of the best in order to lead your pack and thus far all you have done is gotten angry at your pack mates and I, not to mention the fact that you wasted so much time with this petty vendetta against me.” she turned redder with every word I spoke. If she wanted to be stubborn, then I too could be stubborn, I tried being patient, but she blew me off.
“I get that you don’t like me and personally I don’t really care whether you do or not. You are here for a reason, so stop being childish and control yourself. You will never be a good Alpha if you allow your anger to dictate your actions. I’ll give it to you straight; you need Oliver to help heal your wolf and the longer you deny the bond, the weaker she becomes. You are a werewolf, half of your strength is your wolf, you will never be an Alpha without it and then the only person that will be to blame for your pack’s downfall. Is you.” she was shocked and fuming at my declaration, but I wasn’t done yet.
“It’s your choice which side you’re on. Self-pity or your pack’s survival.” I hopped off the log to walk away, but stopped short, “Oh and Yasmin? That isn’t a threat, it’s the truth.” without waiting for her response I walked away.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Shadow Alpha