Riley walked outside, very much feeling like she was attending her own funeral. Alpha Gordan's eyes widened as he took in her appearance and Riley trembled. Had he just licked his lips? Eww. "Come on" he snapped impatiently gesturing for her to walk in front "Renae's waiting downstairs for you. "
Every step downstairs was like walking in slow motion, the skirt moving up and down and providing her Alpha with the most delectable sight of her backside. If Riley had realised that she might have moved faster. As it was, it felt like she couldn't breathe, the corset tight even though she'd tried to keep it as loose as possible. The second she stepped into the kitchen, Luna Renae gave a great big smile as her husband hurried away.
"You look exactly how I pictured" Luna Renae purred as she eyed Riley up and down. "He won't be able to resist you, that treaty is as good as ours and finally we’ll be rid of you. I don’t know what you are Riley” she whispered threateningly “but you’re not normal and you don’t belong in our pack.”
Riley felt sick to her stomach. To hear the words come from the Luna herself was both shocking and degrading. Is that all she was to this god forsaken pack then? A way to get them what they needed without taking her or her feelings into consideration? Why the hell hadn't she tried to leave sooner instead of forcing herself to stay in the hopes things would get better. She owed nobody in this pack anything. The second she had a chance Riley was running, even if she had to leave everything of hers behind. There must be a pack out there somewhere who would take her in.
She met Luna Renae's eyes with hostility "how can you talk like that about someone else. I've never done anything to you. I'm a human being not someone to use as a bargaining tool. I’ve never spoken back to you either and I have no idea what you mean about me being anything but human” she sneered.
Lune Renae's eyes narrowed "You would do well to keep that to yourself dear, or shall I get my husband to use his alpha tone on you? "
Riley instantly fell silent. If Alpha Gordon used his alpha voice he could instruct her to do far worse things and she'd have to obey it. Her skin crawled at the thought of what he would make her do and she vehemently shook her head.
"Better" Luna Renae growled as she c****d her head at Riley "you've never had a place in this pack except as a servant. You should be grateful to be given this opportunity to do something useful for the pack for once."
Alpha Gordon came back into the kitchen, rubbing his hands in anticipation as he leaned over and kissed his Luna, Riley feeling nauseous at how blasé they were being about the whole situation. Maybe she could throw up on them during the dinner party she thought hatefully, that would be more than one way to kill the mood. Alpha Gordon looked at Riley still incredulous at her transformation, part of him wishing he could have her for himself, though he dared not voice it or do anything to make his wife suspicious. Maybe he could tomorrow after everything was over and done with. As a way of guaranteeing her spot in the pack or something. He was sure he could blackmail Riley somehow.
"You've performed a miracle my dear" he praised her as Luna Renae fairly preened at his words "the man would be a fool to ignore what's right in front of him."
Then his eyes narrowed and went black as he focused solely on Riley who was trembling in her shoes, fighting down the bile rising in her throat and the urge to just take off and run. Without a wolf she'd be lucky to make it in ten steps let alone out the front door, especially in these blasted stilettos. But then she thought a little uncertainly why did the alpha command work on her without her having a wolf? It was a complete mystery to her.
"I think that I'll ensure darling Riley doesn't do anything to embarrass us or attempt to run away during the dinner party" he murmured thoughtfully, one hand stroking the stubble on his chin as Riley cringed. "After all the treaty hinges on her doing what we need or want. Don't want to have to explain why our servant is trying to run away now do we."
Luna Renae nodded as Riley backed away a few steps, gasping as he moved faster than herself, gripping her chin painfully in one hand and staring at her with those cold black eyes as his wolf also came to the fore.
"You will do exactly as ordered tonight" he said in his Alpha voice as it washed over her and she stiffened, her eyes closing in defeat "you will remain in the pack house and serve. You will be silent unless spoken to. If Alpha Jordan of the Crimson River Pack decides he wants you or something from you, you will do it without protest or giving away that you're under orders. Is that clear." He watched her eyes flash those black and purple colour but by the time he went to motion to Renae they were back to normal.
He let go of her chin and Riley's head sank down as she whispered "Yes Alpha Gordon, Yes Luna Renae."
It was times like this that Riley was bitter that even though she had no wolf herself, she was still affected by the Alpha and his commands. It was so damn unfair she thought sourly, her hands remaining by her side as she tried not to bunch them into fists.
"Well I think that's settled" Luna Renae said cheerfully turning to her husband "how about I go check on the table settings and make sure everything's prepared."
She left without a backwards glance, leaving her husband and Riley alone. Riley felt his hand grab her chin again and force her to look at him, his other hand caressing her arm as she stared in shock. What the hell was he doing? She felt repulsed by his very touch, his eyes making her feel dirty and ashamed as he looked over her and gave a slow sickening grin as he leaned over and whispered into her ear "you know I never really thought of you as attractive before but with those clothes on you look good enough to eat. After the other Alpha's had his turn, be prepared because I'll be having my time with you very soon as well."
He let her go with a small murmur and a wink, leaving in search of his wife as tears welled in her eyes. This was her fate then. To be a plaything passed around from Alpha to Alpha or even the pack. God it was inhumane, so disgusting that it took all she had not to sink to the ground and give in to the depths of despair she was feeling. The second Alpha Jordon came her tears would dry up and she would find her body obeying everything they had instructed or would demand her to do. She felt a wave of utter terror wash over her, her arms folding over her chest protectively.
The doorbell rang.