Scarred Alphas by Norisha May
Chapter 27

'I will come to you soon. You are safe. He won't hurt you. He is too excited to have you back right now.

To have me back...then he was telling the truth? Am I really that man's daughter?

I continue to read the letter.

'Cass, I will find a way to get us out. Please, trust me.'

And that is how the letter ends.

"Trust him...of course, I trust him."

I don't think I have ever trusted anyone this much besides Lauren and James...Lauren and James...oh how I wish to see them right now.

I am afraid. I am scared. So suddenly everything has changed.

The door abruptly opens and Poppy strides in. I immediately hide the letter in my jeans pocket.

"It's time to go, princess," she says.

"Why are you calling me that?" I ask.

"The Alpha told us to call you this and he has his own reasons. In his world, he is king and you are his daughter, his successor to be Alpha of our pack." "Alpha? Female werewolves are not Alpha's of packs even if they are of Alpha blood."

"You will be the first then. He will have no other taking over the pack now."

This is all so overwhelming. Some paragraphs are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on FindNovel.net. Visit FindNovel.net to read the complete chapters for free.Poppy sees my hesitation and she sighs. "Look, I get that suddenly everything is different. But...you need to be on your toes here. This pack is...a hard pack to be a part of and we do things differently. That is how the Alpha likes it."

"The Alpha...my father...he is cruel, isn't he?"

"Beyond belief," she says without any hesitation. "But that is only if you are on his bad side. Never be on his bad side." I nod.

She continues. "But a word of advice for you...don't just follow orders because you are afraid of him. Everyone does that. I saw how he looked at you when you refused his command. He seemed...intrigued. No one ever refuses him and I don't mean just because of his power."

"Power, tell me about that. I keep hearing this, but I don't understand it," I say eagerly.

"I am sorry but the car is already waiting for you."

She walks out and I follow her. Three guards stand in the hall and as we pass by them, they follow us.

As we stand in front of the elevator waiting for it to come to us, I want to ask her more but she doesn't seem to be in a chatty mood now.

When the elevator doors open, Colt is there with another man.

Goddess! All I want to do is run into his arms and let him hold me but I restrain myself.

After seeing me, he averts his gaze and looks straight ahead. I stand right in front of him but we are very close because now the elevator is cramped.

As the elevator doors close and the contraption starts to move, my hand pulls back and touches his hand. It is impossible for anyone to see this.

I honestly thought that he would pull away but he doesn't. He caresses my hand back and it makes me feel so much better. My body completely relaxes and I am sure he can see it.

I am forced to separate from him when the door opens and we all have to move out.

We walk towards the entrance and I am very aware of Colt behind us.

Once outside, two black cars stop in front of us. One of the guards-a tall big guy who looks more like one with Alpha blood- opens the door for me and I am urged to get in. Poppy slides next to me and then the door is closed.

"We will ride alone?" I ask looking back and seeing Colt get into the other car and then I see Victor get into the same car with him.

"Yes," Poppy says. "Every member of the Alpha family rides separately in their own car. This is in case there is an attack. It makes it harder to kill off the Alpha family.

Alpha Warrick already went on ahead."

"I see." She suddenly points to the guard that just got into the front passenger side. The one that opened my door.

"This is Serge, he will be guarding you for now."

Serge looks back and gives me a nod. "Princess." His voice is so low and it almost scares me but he doesn't look mean. He is so big and on the chunky side that it reminds me of a big bear instead of a wolf. "How long is it going to take us to get to the pack?" I ask Poppy

"A few hours. By now the house must have been informed of your arrival and they will be out to greet you when we arrive."

The ride is longer than I thought it would be. I am quiet most of the time but that is because I am in my head thinking about everything that has happened and wondering about what will happen now.

I take a look at Poppy who seems distracted staring at the scenery.

Such a pretty lady. She looks so nice, poised, and calm.

"How did you end up as one of Warrick's mates?" I gasp the moment that question leaves my lips. "I am sorry. I shouldn't have asked that."

She smiles. "It's quite alright. My real mate was a brute. He would beat me, starve me, rape me. Alpha Warrick may be many things and a cruel man to most but he has never mistreated his brides in that kind of way. We may be wall ornaments to him but, it is better than the hell I was living."

Not once did she feel sorry for herself as she said all this.

She was so open about it.

"So you willingly became one of his mates..."

"Yes."

"What about the others?"

"Lotus and Jasmin," she says. I look at her confused because I thought Skye was one of his brides.

"I know, flower names. I don't know why Alpha Warrick has a thing for changing our names to the names of flowers but I don't mind it to be honest.""

Oh! So one of these girls is Skye. That's an odd thing to do.

"Lotus is nice and is the one who has been the longest with Alpha Warrick. She is also Victor's mother."

So then that means that Jasmin must be Skye.

"Jasmin...she is young and eager to please in all the wrong ways."

As she talked all this time, she never ripped her eyes from the scenery outside until now when she turns to me.

"I've heard of your mother. Dahlia...or Casseopea. Unfortunately, I didn't get to meet her. She was Alpha Warrick's true mate. When he felt her die... that is the only time he acted out of character. He retreated to his room for weeks. He thought you had died too." "You make it seem like he is such a thoughtful man."

"He is not. But he loved your mother. And you are her daughter..." she leans in and whispers. "... use that to your advantage." As quickly as she leaned in, she pulls back. "We are here."

I look out the window and I am astounded.

"Uhm... what is this?" There is a luxurious mansion standing in front of us and behind it, there is a field and in the distance, there is what I am sure is a pack house. "This is the main house.

Where the Alpha family, the Beta family, the brides, and the generals stay. Not the pack house."

"This house is..."

"It is a modern mansion with a hint of a Victorian style."

Outside, I notice a bunch of people standing and looking in our direction.

Serge opens the door for me and I step out where the people start greeting me. They lower their heads and call me princess.

Warrick walks out of the house with a big smile.

I take in a deep breath. I know I have to play this game so I force a small smile on my lips.

"You've finally arrived.

Come. We are having dinner now and tomorrow we will have a celebration to honor your return and to introduce you to the pack."

He puts a hand on my back as we walk up the stairs that lead to the front door. Once inside, I can't help but gape at the magnitude of this house. It is unlike anything I have ever seen. The word Luxurious comes short.

Two sets of stairs lead to the upper floors, one on each side of the wall, and in between them, there is a hall.

"During this dinner, you will be meeting my brides, your brothers, the Beta, and my generals. Dress accordingly." He turns to Poppy. "Show her to her room."

She nods at him and starts walking up the stairs. As I follow her, I look behind me to where Colt now walks in.

He glances at me but quickly looks away. I am learning not to take that personally. I know he can't react to me but I still really don't like it.

Suddenly a girl runs toward Colt and jumps on him, giving him a tight hug.

"You are back! I was so scared! I thought I'd never see you again." She leans back and cups his face with her hands to look at him.

The last thing I am able to see before turning to a hall is Colt pulling back before she almost kisses him on the lips.

Needless to say, I am suddenly seething inside. I feel like I am going to blow up like a volcano.

Poppy starts speaking bringing my attention back to her and I take this moment to calm down as we enter a hall on the left side of the house. "The left wing is the Alpha families wing and this is your room." She stops in front of a white door. They are all white and they have beautiful carvings on them. It looks very regal.

She opens the door and I have to stop for a moment to take it all in. "This...is my room?"

"Yes. It is your own suite." She walks inside and goes through another door where she disappears. I start looking at everything. There is an area that is a living space with sofas and a TV and then on the other corner is my bed. Then on the wall that is next to the door that leads outside, there is a small kitchenette. It is like a large studio apartment. It has soft pink sofas and white curtains. Everything has light and pastel colors and it looks so peaceful.

Poppy walks out with a dress in hand. It is ivory in color and covered in rhinestones.

"This will do nicely. Put this on while I go get my makeup kit." I blink at her a few times.

"Here," she says putting the dress in my hands. I take it and she immediately leaves. I stare down at this dress and then take a deep breath. I take my clothes off and then carefully start putting it on but I can't seem to. It has buttons on the back and I can't reach them so I struggle but luckily, Poppy comes back.

"Let me help you with that." She moves me to the big mirror in the corner and buttons up my dress.

I am mesmerized as I look at myself in the mirror. I have never seen my body look so good before. Poppy moves the hair that covers my shoulder as she also looks at the mirror. "Perfect," she whispers. "A mermaid-style dress suits you just right."

My scars are fully visible but somehow, they don't bother me. This dress looks too good on me to make me care about my scars.

I look up at her and see her looking into my eyes now. "It was your mothers." She says. "The dress and this room were your mothers."