The Alpha novel Chapter 18

Scarlet's POV

I tilt my head to the side and furrow my brows. Why is he asking about Will? "Umm... he's my best friend. We've known each other since I first came to live in The Scourge when I was three."

"I need to know more. What are your feelings for him? What are his for you? Have you ever been romantically involved?" he persists and my jaw drops before I clamp my mouth shut.

"Where is all of this coming from?" I ask hesitantly.

"You have guards Scarlet," he states as if that explains everything and I raise my eyebrow at him.

"Yeah. And?"

"And they are MY guards. You didn't think they would keep me informed about how things went at the shelter? You didn't think they would let me know that another man was hugging and touching my mate? That he KISSED you?" My eyes widen in both shock and anger. Will had kissed me on the cheek when he hugged me goodbye. There hadn't been anything romantic about the encounter. It was the same as it's always been.

"You have your guards spying on me?!"

"No. They are protecting you and reporting back. I don't like him touching you Scarlet," he growls and I can't help but to scoff as I cross my arms over my chest defensively. "If you want to continue seeing him and helping at the shelter then tell him to keep his hands and lips to himself."

"You can't be serious!" I demand.

"Oh I am."

"And what if I don't care?"

"I promised I wouldn't throw you in the dungeon again but him on the other hand, well I have nothing against keeping him there indefinitely."

I stare at him wide-eyed, at a loss for words as my mouth hangs open in astonishment. He would actually throw my best friend in the dungeons for hugging me?! I stare at him for a moment, wondering if this is some kind of horrible joke. He remains stoic, completely unfazed by his absurd decree. I shake my head. "Wow.... You are really used to getting your way all the time, huh?" I spit before turning around with a huff and marching towards the door. How dare he?! I can't believe him!

I hightail it to the elevator, the guards that are here this evening quickly follow. "33 please," I state, causing one to swipe his card. We descend to the pack house and I immediately strut to the kitchen, ignoring all the looks that I'm receiving. When I arrive at my destination the kitchen is mostly empty other than a few Omegas that are cleaning. They all stop what they're doing and look at me as I enter. One quickly dries her hands with a towel and hurries over to me.

"Luna! What can we help you with?!" she inquires in a somewhat panicked tone.

"Umm... do we have any sweets in here? Maybe ice cream? Or chocolate?"

"Oh! Of course, Luna! Help yourself! Ice cream is in that freezer there and cookies and other goodies are in the pantry. Take whatever you want!" she insists.

"Thank you... what's your name?"

"M-Mary, Miss."