"You are not part of this Pack, and we do not condone insolence behavior from outsiders."
He said, addressing Mr Barry as he approached.
He came to stand few steps away from him, his scent of strawberry sweeping me off my feet. I couldn't take my gaze off him. Seeing him closer, Astrid is valid for obsessing over him. His skin tone was as clear as day with the few freckles dotted at the side of his face. His lips are the prettiest shape, pink and moisturised. My hand itched to reach out and caress it.
We all bowed to him.
"Alpha Sinclair," Mr Barry began, "This lady is someone I know. Her uncle from another Pack says he would like me to bring her home."
"You really do look like a fool trying to deceive me," Alpha Sinclair said, surprising me.
"I'm not trying to deceive you, I'm—"
He brought up his delicate index finger to his lips to shut him. "Seize breathing." He whispered smoothly to his face.
Not even few seconds later, Mr Barry went pale and he slumped onto the floor.
My eyes widened at the sight.
He turned to the two guards, hand in pocket. "Take his body and return to your Pack. You didn't know what happened."
They nodded as though they were dolls listening to the command of their master. The guards collected Mr Barry's body, tossed it into the boot and drove off in the SUV. My heart wouldn't stop pounding hard. What had just happened?
What power did this man use on them? He commanded Mr Barry to die and commanded the guards to lose their memories of tonight. What Alpha hold such power?
I quickly turned to him, my head bowed.
"T-thank you so much, Alpha. I-I-I—"
His index finger and thumb finger suddenly grabbed my chin softly. I swallowed, letting him raise my head up to meet his gaze.
His silver gaze swallowed me whole. I could almost mirror myself in his glassy gaze even in the dark. It was beautiful. This man is gorgeous. Damn!
"You look tensed." He confirmed then he leaned into me to whisper to my face, "Feel free with me."
Immediately, all the anxiety in my bones disappeared, the lump in my throat gone, my sweaty palm dried, my trembling lips settled.
I straightened my back. "What is that power called? You are so good." I spilled, forgetting that he is my Alpha. Was that how his power worked?
He smirked. "It is called system control."
I frowned.
"I control people's system by simply instructing them."
Interesting...
"What is your name?"
"My name is Charlotte Fable. Nice to meet you, handsome."
Heavens... whatever power this man did to me really made me extra bold.
"I'm Alpha Sinclair Nathan." He smiled sweetly.
"You have a very beautiful smile." I blurted out. "And you are so gorgeous."
"So does people say. You are beautiful as well. Your eyes make me weak." He says softly through a smile.
My heart skipped. This wasn't happening.
"That's a lie, I know. People have been saying otherwise all my life."
"I'm not people. I'm Sinclair. They don't see what I see."
My lips spread in a huge smile. "Thank you very much, Alpha Sinclair."
"Sinclair," he corrected.
I nodded shyly. "Sinclair..."
He looked around. "Where are you off to? Are you going home?"
"Yes, my best friend left me behind but I'll find my way."
"I'll give you a ride home."
I waved my hand to dismiss him. "I know my way home, Alpha—Sinclair."
"Who says I'm driving you to your house? I'm driving you to mine."
My heart lurched. "What do you mean?"
"I mean I would like to get to know you better. I want to take you to my home, would you mind?"
I swallowed. "W-why?"
"What do you mean why? What is so surprising about a man taking a gorgeous woman home to get to know her better?"
I blinked. Was this really happening? Was this a prank?
"We won't go to the Pack house if that's what you are worried about. I have a penthouse few miles away from the main packhouse."
I remained speechless.
"Drinks, mouth-watering food. I have a theatre room, we could watch movie if you want. I just want you in my space." He said softly, I could sense the pleading in his tone. I still can't believe this.
"Or should we go to your place—?"
"What if I say no?"
He raised a brow.
"What if I say no to your request?"
"I'd find my way back to you and likewise. But this night seem like a perfect night for us. So, I'll be begging. Please, can I take you home?"
Few minutes later, I sat on the passenger's seat of his meserati as he drives out of the Pack.
This was stupid. I was stupid. Even though he was an Alpha, he was still a stranger and following him to his house was a stupid move. But, I was lured. This is madness.
How did I get this handsome, beautiful Alpha to sway me and demand I come to his house?
"You know," he began as he turned to the opposite road, driving away from the road that led to the Pack house and where I lived in the servant quarters. I picked on my finger nails anxiously. Was this the right decision? "I saw you in the hall already."
I raised my head in surprise.
"I studied you before I went up to give my speech on the stage. Your beautiful smile captivated me."
I swallowed.
"T-thank you."
Then, I remembered Astrid.
"Did you perhaps meet anyone with dark brown, curly hairs in the Pack?"
His forehead formed creases. "No, I didn't. Why did you ask?"
"It's nothing."
Astrid would kill me if she knew what I was doing at the moment.
The car raised towards a massive two-storey building, slowing down as he drove us into the garage. When he kills the engine, the headlight turning off, my heart rate picked.
We got out at the same time and he stretched his hand to me, waiting for me to take it. I take his hand and he guides us in.
I gawked at the interior. It was cozy and very elegant.
"Do you need a tour?"
I turned around, finding him leaning on the piano stationed in the living area and watching me.
"Uhm, I think I will."
"Okay. Let's get drinks first. Come with me."
I take his hand, strong yet soft and welcoming, and let him lead me upstairs. We took three turns before he opened a door revealing the bar.
It was almost as huge as my bedroom in my former Pack house.
It had a black l-shaped couch beside the counter and a shelf behind it held different kinds of alcohol, about 50 of them.
The light was dimmed, the only glow is the purple cozy light from the counter.
He leads me to the two bar stool by the counter.
"What liquor do you drink?"
He asked softly, entering inside the court to skim through the drinks.
"Uhm.. I have never had liquor."
He nodded, bringing out a bottle of brandy and two glass cups. "Brandy for a beginner is not bad, is it?"
"I don't know. I heard brandy is very bitter."
He scooted slightly, opened a mini fridge beneath him and bringing out two sliced lemon.
It was then I noticed the silver bracelet around his wrist and the ring on this thumb finger.
He poured the brandy into both cups half its way and handed me one.
As I accepted the drink, a question popped in my mind that I should have kept it in my thought but maybe it was the spell Alpha Sinclair did earlier or it was a sudden boldness that I didn't see coming. I asked the question anyway, "Do you plan to sleep with me?"
He paused for a while, studying me then he leaned into the counter, intense gaze on me and he answered, "Yes,"