Mating the Female Alpha
Chapter 32 – I wasn’t Jealous

Landry's

POV

Bernice stares at him with a shocked expression for a moment as she quickly sits up. She narrows her eyes at him, focusing her attention on only him. A small act that would have made his heart race in his chest, but in this case, he could tell what she was thinking wasn't good. It was obvious that she played that trick on Tina because she was jealous of her and wanted Landry to herself without any other, she-wolves getting in the way.

She saw Tina talking to him and batting her long lashes, not to mention swaying her hips flirtatiously, and it caused her to drug Tina's drink so she can make a fool of herself. Of course, he's not sure how she got aphrodisiac. Maybe she found another aphrodisiac flower and brought it with her just in case.

Landry didn't want Bernice to feel ashamed by that trick; he honestly found it quite funny. Nobody got harmed. Tina's family was able to bring her home and allow her to rest. Maybe Bernice was upset that Landry caught her and is outing her on her feelings. The same feelings she tries so hard to hide.

"I don't know what you think I did... but you're wrong," Bernice says, her tone going flat as she continues to stare at him.

He found it difficult to take her so seriously when she was still completely nude. It was making his dick hard being around her. He wanted to have sex with her until the sun comes up. He reaches toward her to touch her arm, but she jerks it away quickly, startling him for a moment.

"I'm serious, Landry," she snaps.

The look on her face indicated that she was very serious. She pulls her gaze from his and grabs her robe that hung on the side of her bed, wrapping it around her body and shielding him from her beauty.

"I didn't drug her on purpose, and I certainly didn't drug her out of her jealousy. It's nothing like that and it's wrong of you to assume otherwise."

"Then why would you drug her?" Landry asks, raising his brows as Bernice begins pacing the room. Something she typically does when she's upset, he's noticed.

"Because she was trying to drug me. She found out my identity; I heard so myself from a maid who thinks you took me, the female alpha, as a hostage. They think you're only making me pose as an omega. I knew Tina was up to no good before I even met her."

This catches Landry's attention; this was the first he's heard of it. Tina hasn't even mentioned Bernice until last night.

"How does she know about you?" Landry asks, keeping his eyes on Bernice.

"I don't know," she answers. "But she does. I denied it but I don't know if the maid bought it. That was why I wore a mask last night; I didn't want anyone else to recognize me. But I saw Tina speaking with a servant and then she has two glasses of wine. I didn't think much about it, so I switched the glasses just in case. And it's a good thing I did..."

"So, you didn't do it out of jealousy because you couldn't stand seeing her all over me?" Landry is a bit hurt by this new discovery.

"No!" She nearly hisses at him; her eyes growing dark. But this time, they aren't growing dark because of lust, they were growing dark out of fury. She was furious at his accusation. "I can't believe you would think such a thing. I don't get jealous when she-wolves flirt with you. Why would I? We are nothing more than sexual partners. How many times do I need to say that?"

Landry clenched his fists at his side, under the blankets where she couldn't see. She was still going with the "we are nothing more than sexual partners" bit and that was painful for him to hear; he needed to get out of there before he lost control of his wolf. As he stood from his bed, he calmly slipped his pants on and grabbed his shirt.

"Why do you always have to make things so complicated between us?" She continues as she stares at him. "Things were going fine tonight and then you had to open your mouth."

"I've heard enough," he mutters, turning his back to her.

Perhaps Jessie was right; maybe Bernice really was using him for her own pleasures. Maybe she would never truly love him as he loves her.

"You're walking away?" She asks; he can hear the desperation in her voice. "Again?"

He says nothing more as he leaves her room, slamming the door behind him.

Bernice's POV

I stare at the closed door for a long while; I was half expecting him to return to me and tell me he was just kidding. But he never does. He just leaves in the middle of the argument and returns later when he cools down. I can feel the tears threatening my eyes; they are about to escape and leak down my features.

I stumble away from the door and toward my bed, sitting down as the weight of the world grows heavy on my shoulders. I must keep reminding myself that it isn't up to me to make sure he's okay. It's not up to me to make him understand our arrangement. He knew what this was when he started this thing. This was mainly his idea; so, I don't understand how he can be so upset with me.

How could he think for a second that I would poison somebody out of jealousy? He knows how I stand for my people, even those I don't particularly like. I would never cause harm to another wolf. I would certainly never try to humiliate them in such a manner. It would bring such dishonor to my family if I did such a thing.

I didn't become a female alpha and fight my ass off only to drug a she-wolf out of jealousy. It isn't in my nature to do such a trick and I thought Landry, out of anybody, would see that. I fought alongside him for so many years. I thought he would be the one to give me the benefit of the doubt.

I choked back tears as I stood from the bed; I refused to show that kind of weakness when it came to Landry. He thinks he knows how I feel, but I don't even know how I feel. Sure, I like the way he touches me and kisses me, I like his eyes and the way he stares at me. I like his heart and the way he cares about me and his kingdom. But as far as romantic feelings go? I wouldn't know what that felt like.

I grab a clean dress and change into it quickly, fixing my hair in the process. Once I'm dressed, I hear a light knocking on my door.

Perhaps it's Landry returning to apologize for his behavior. I adjust my dress and lift my breasts to make them more appealing. I fix my hair once again and go to open the door. I frown when I don't see Landry, but his sister, Jessie. "Can we talk?"