Chapter 4

Evelyn POV.

I stood in front of this man oblivious to me. Just a few minutes ago we met. It was indeed a cold reception. I knew he never liked me. He doesn't need to like me anyway. No one loves an arranged marriage.

It is always a bottomless pit, full of life surprises. You don't know what is waiting for you until you get in.

I had to play my script, and play it excellently smart. Otherwise I would regret the day I came to this earth. I have been well briefed and there is no sloppiness.

I need to use this to gain the trust of my father. Maybe my affection can find a way in his heart. I don't really want much. I just want him to love me half as much as Evren, my twin sister. Now everyone knows me as Evren. Not Evelyn, a poor forgotten child of elder Alexander.

"Will you Evren Blackwood take alpha James Radcliffe as your fated mate and the one and only love of your life?" the priest in front of us solemnly declared.

Alpha James had tapped me into reality, because the world was watching.

"Yes I do." my voice steady despite the storm inside, trying to fake the needed smile.

"You are proclaimed as husband and wife." The priest declared, his voice echoed through the grand hall.

The whole congregation was bemused with joy including my father and the other man who was with my father earlier. The duo sat in line with the king and other dignitaries, fake smiles plastered on their faces.

Everything here looks strange, the people, food, the extravagant dress and even the air carried a sharp, unfamiliar scent of luxury.

A short while later, I was ushered into an enormous room at the center,presumably the best I have seen. At its center, stood a grand bed draped with silk. The room shimmered with wealth every corner spotless, every glow surface reflecting the glow of chandeliers.

A rich heady fragrance lingered in the air, my fingers trailing over the smooth fabric unable to check the sense of ease growing through me.

I checked my burner, the one given to me by my father. Two unread messages blinked on the screen.

The first message reads: "Your first assignment is to implant chips on Alpha james before twelve a.m. You must make sure you have sex with him tonight for this mission to be successful. Everything you need is in the envelope, in the drawer, at the right hand corner of the room close to the bed." I turned around and I could see a mini-drawer, positioned beside the bed.

"Your failure to carry out this simple task shows that you are not fit for this mission. Hence, you will be withdrawn as soon as possible and other options will be considered."

'Options?'

Sweat broke out of my face, as I find it difficult to swallow saliva. My eyes traced its footsteps back to the second message sent a few minutes after the first one.

The Second message reads: "never forget the three rules.

Rule one: Focus is the name of the game, the end result is more important than anything else.

Rule two: Your cover is more important than your life.

Rule three: Obey the first and second rule."

I had to quickly locate the spot. I was lucky to come across a brown envelope, so I dipped my hand into it, luckily I could lay my hand on a silvery colored pen-like object.

Should I pick the object and hide it in my Bra or wrap it between my long hair.

Or I should leave it there, and when time comes, I will still come and pick it later? Does this place look like Alpha James' bedroom? I had to quickly scan the room to check if I could see any man's belongings, a sure sign that this may be his room. But I found none. Barrages of confusion enveloped me.

I read the second message twice, my father's echoed in my mind. The rules were more than instructions; they were a mantra he'd succeeded in drilling into me as long as I could remember.

I had to double check if there were any security cameras around.

Uneasiness filled me but I had to be man enough. I have never found myself in this kind of situation before.

Suddenly, I could hear the growing and resounding footsteps approaching the door. I quickly inserted the burner phone in my tight silky panty and wrapped the silvery colored pen in my hair. Thankfully it looks like a hair clip . The rule: Never blow your cover, it sunk into me.

Re-adjusted myself to the edge of the bed this time facing the door to prevent any suspicion.

Two maids stepped into the room, their faces looking accommodating and friendly. "I'm Antonia my Luna," she uttered. I could see her inviting white set of teeth and her impeccable skin.

I believe their work is more than house chores and domestic needs in the palace. They may also be available to attend to some tired guests of the king in the other room.

"The person right here is..."

"Leticia," the second lady quickly cut-in.

"We are here to tend to your hair and do other necessary things to get you prepared for the evening party." Antonia added with smiles.

Leticia had come in with a handy make-up bag. She was unpacking the content on the table attached to the mirror stand. On her way to the

"Tend my hair?" My eyes widely opened in astonishment.

Have I been caught? Definitely there are security cameras in secret places in the room which I have been unaware of? Or are these ladies mole? They are too friendly to be real. No one comes into a big palace with beautiful ladies like this and receives such a calm and welcoming reception whereas some of them would have a soft spot for alpha James.

She gravitated towards me , launching forth her slender hand to remove my veil. I quickly caught it in the air.

"Please don't!" I quickly countered and put on a fake smile to hide my insecurity, "I usually have a severe headache when people retouch my hair." A lie from the pit of hell trying to feign a smile.

"The only thing I need now is a warm bath to get me prep-up for the after-wedding party."

Alpha James barged into the room without knocking, "Everybody get out of here, I need to have some quiet time with my woman!" He speaks with a high level of intoxication as the stench of alcohol oozes from him and envelopes me.

The maids quickly dropped whatever they were doing,

"We are sorry, alpha james!" They uttered and hit the door as their legs could carry them.

I stared at him, and he stared back still hugging his bottle of champagne like the perching of a baby to her mother's back. I knew this was the time for me to strike.

I had to follow the script. I had to lure him into sleeping with me.

Then, he devoured me with his gaze, his greenish eyes pierced through me. I was calm. Trying to study his next move. He dropped the alcoholic drinks with him and gravitated close to me.

He tossed the veil on my head at one side of the bed and placed his index finger on my voluptuous lip. I jerked up my nerve a little but tried to put it under control. Then he placed soft lips on my lips. This time I couldn't control the shrill it sent through my spine.

My lower lip was glued to his for minutes as if there was a special honey to extract from it. This time he had stripped me of my gown, leaving me only with a bra and pant, the upper part of my breast bulging out into the air.

He flung me to the bed, I gave him time to unfasten my bra and gently placed a series of tender kisses from my nape to my waistline. I grabbed the bedsheet to support my emotional surge. This time James had gotten hold of my soft buttock and strip of my g-string.

I could not explain the spell he had casted on me that made so overt to his lustfulness. A part of me really yearned for him while another part of me told me this is what needed to be done to be on the good page of my father.

Maybe it was due to his drunkenness. By morning, he would have come back to his senses. My flower had been dripping and I had completely soaked the bedsheet with my wetness.

To carry out my assignment and for him to draw more into me, I whisper into his ears, " Please, eat me, my alpha."

He suddenly picked me up from the bed into his arms. I clung to his broad muscular chest, he took me straight into the bathroom. He calmly placed my right leg at the edge of the bathtub, and carefully tilting my buttock backward, he parted my legs and went underneath and dipped his index finger into my flower. I moaned as fluid rushed out. He placed his mouth on my flower devouring me like no one has ever done, until the door of the room suddenly opened.

Two men dressed in black suits stepped in.

"Ransack everywhere!" One of them ordered.

We tiptoed ourselves to the corner of the bathroom peeping through the space in between the door. We breathe in each other's breath, looking at each other as we perch to the back of the door.

"Check the wardrobe and the bathroom, we only need the girl."

My eyes open in astonishment. Why me?

We could hear an increase in the sound of footsteps coming into the bathroom.

"Clear!" The voice affirmed as he looked everywhere in the bathroom.

"Let's get out of this place as soon as possible." The first voice ordered. They hurriedly left the room.

While we still glue ourselves at the end of the door.

"I know that voice, it belongs to David." Alpha whispered.

"Who is David?" I asked.

Chapter 5.

Evelyn POV.

Our mouths laid on top of each other like we have been lovers.

I looked into his eyes. I squeezed my brow, curiosity filled me. I hope he will say something. Something meaningful about these unknown entities.

Who barged into the room, not just any room. One of the rooms in the palace mansions where the newly wedded alpha and his Luna are sleeping. In short, one of the safest rooms in the pack.

"Never mind," He whispered back. His warm breath laced with alcohol, caressed my skin.

"Have you ransacked the bathroom?" Their leader asked. His voice was distant.

The other quickly moved into the bathroom. I could hear the footsteps of his shoes approaching.

Our eyes lit up in shock behind the door. Alpha James quickly placed his finger tip on my lips. A sign of quietness.

Do not shake. Danger lurks. My breath seized. I looked into his eyes and fear gripped me. Sweat trickling down my face.

Hand on the knob. It turned. The bathroom door creaked open. It made a funny sound that danger is here. We glue ourselves like well flattened snakes at the bark of a tree, ready to attack his prey.

"Let's get out of here!" The voice from the bedroom snapped, "no sign of anyone here."

The one peeping into the bathroom replied, "cleared!"

He turned, and looked at the other wolf who was pacing around the room in anger.

"I saw Alpha James coming into the room not long ago, and Luna Evren had been in the room just immediately after the party. I asked guys to keep their eyes on them."

He retracted his footsteps back into the room. If he had fully gotten into the room, tilted the door a little bit, behind him, he would have seen us. He would have seen how we had perched to the back of the door.

"When you are not smart enough to give correct intelligence!" The other wolf voice snapped.

"Let's get out of here before anyone meets us here."

Not long. Their footsteps disappeared. The door shut.

I heaved a sigh but something caught my attention. Something important.

Alpha James wanted to hug me but I held back his arm.

"But, wait..."

He turned and looked at me. His eyes were devoid of nervousness or panicking which was the exact opposite of mine.

I just saw death. Someone just came in to threaten or exterminate me.

"Those guys called my name..."

I sought alpha James' faces for an answer. Still nothing.

"Why are they after my life?"

He looked into my eyes, smiled, and placed a wet peck on my forehead. It is nothing,

"Nothing?" I quickly cut-in.

"Yes nothing, " he answered, putting up a smile.

I didn't want to press too much. All I want for us is to continue what we started. So it could afford me the opportunity to carry out my plan. Sorry, my father's plan.

I paced my footsteps behind him as we walked out of the bathroom in stack nakedness.

"It's just normal pack business between some unruly people who don't want to see us together. Unfortunately, they have chosen today to strike."

He picked his clothes on the floor and started to put them on.

He turned to me, bent low and pecked me on the forehead.

"Give me a few minutes, my Luna. I have business to handle."

He stepped out of the room fuming with rage. I could hear his footsteps fading away.

"Fuck!" I balled my arms into fist as I slammed it onto the mattress repeatedly.

'Plan failed. Is he coming back into the room?' I said to myself.

If he failed to come back. It means I am screwed. What will I tell my father? That I couldn't chip Alpha James.

A baby task of this manner I couldn't successfully carry out? I think I am screwed.

Father wouldn't blink twice before he removed me from his plan. From the scheme of things.

I pray within me for Alpha James to come back into the room. But minutes turned to hours but yet, he didn't show up.

I looked around but I couldn't find anything that was close to a male possession to signify that this room is his .

I gravitated to the wardrobe. Just a few female shoes and bags. This room is meant to house alpha James'concubine or one night stand or...

I picked my undies, scattered on the floor. Would It be stupid of me to remove the hair clip and hide somewhere safe since I was not sure if he is coming back into his room.

The following morning I woke from bed with a knock.

Check everywhere in the room. Alpha James didn't show up.

"Fuck!" I muttered. Balled my hand and jammed it against the other in disappointment. I ran my hand through my hair.

Alpha James didn't show up. Not even his break light.

Then a knock on the door.

I rearranged myself properly. No one should see me moody.

" Please, your breakfast is ready," the word emanated from the doorway. "Can I bring it now?"

I paused a little bit before answering.

"Yes, you can come in."

Antonia, one of the attendants who had applied my makeup the previous day, entered the room wearing her palace uniform. She carried a tray laden with food and fruit, which she carefully set on a nearby stool.

She looked around, checked corners of the room and bathrooms to see if there was anyone.

She brought out a piece of paper from her inner wear and gave it to me.

"Boss said, I should give you this."

Chapter 6

Evelyn POV.

"You mean my father?" The words slipped out of my mouth before I could swallow them back. I knotted my brow, my throat dry as sand.

The lady quickly replied, "Yes, you call him father, we call him our boss."

I quickly unwrapped the paper.

It reads : Meet me at Hall 31L by twelve noon today. If you are a minute late, you know the damn consequences.

I folded the paper into a ball as I handed it over to her. My breathing spiked. I knew what this meant.

"Where is Hall 31L?" I asked, as fear enveloped me. "I am new here, I don't know anywhere here."

"He asked me to take you, when it is time."

I checked the time, I have less than two hours to show up.

Father's word means all. Especially not to mention how I had failed my first task on the mission.

Only the moon goddess knows where the bastard had been since yesterday night.

No brake light. Nothing.

The maid was about to step out when I immediately asked, "have you by chance seen Alpha James this morning or did you know his room?"

She pressed her hand on the door knob as she turned to me. She looked at me dejectedly and shook her head. Like I meant nothing.

Like a child that had come home with terrible grades after his father had sold his last cow.

"I have not seen him today," she moved a little bit away from the door. She lowers her voice I knew mostly because of eavesdroppers who may be sticking their ears probably to the door.

"Let's assume, I have seen him today, so you want me to take you to his bedroom? To do what exactly? That's too immature and a rookie move or have you forgotten the first rule?" The lady let out.

I was shocked to see her say such things, because it was barely twenty-four hours ago she and her friend, Leticia, were the most friendly people on earth. I thought I had seen some companions in the palace.

"Noo... I was just trying ..."

She didn't allow me to finish my statement. Like my words never carried weight in front of her. She turned her back, approached the door, and slammed the door and left.

I could hear the sound of her shoes fading away from the door.

A few hours later, I was in hall 31L, an empty abandoned hall. Everything in it looked perfectly neat.

I never knew there were numerous halls like this in the palace grounds. We walked past hundreds of them before we got there. Even my legs were almost aching.

It was like an empty hall. Not a sort of hall if I am to put it properly, but a kind of interrogation room. Or some kind of empty warehouse. Only two chairs and a table sat at the center of it.

A warning signal that this type of hall does not hold a good review of good things.

Antonia, the young lady who had brought me in, had instructed me to sit and wait. For the next line of action.

It was not until ten minutes later that I sat on a chair, when I heard the footsteps of my father, Elder Cedric, Antonia, and two other hefty guys. Marched in.

Heavy. Determined. I knew I was dead.

Suddenly, my father smiled. While approaching me.

"Oh you have really done well my lovely daughter," my father let out, his walking stick tapping faster as he approached me."I hope you are not hurt in there."

"Father," I breathed, my chest swelling with relief. A relief of acceptance and encouragement.

I sprang up from my feet and opened my arms like a lost daughter who had finally found her father's embrace.

I hardly moved closer to his embrace, very unusual of him, though. When...

A heavy slap landed on my cheek. Like a whip, it cracked through the hall.

So heavy that it took me off balance and the next seconds I found myself on the ground. My butt landed with a heavy thud.

Like that wasn't enough, his walking stick landed on my ribs.

Ahh!" I cried out in pain.

I held my ribs as a sharp pang of pain erupted through my spine.

"You incompetent piece of trash!" My father bellowed. His voice shook the foundation of the building. "I gave you a very simple task to do and you failed!.."

"You bloody fucking fail, Evelyn!"

My chest heaved. Tears swelled my eyes but I swallowed them back.

"It wasn't my fault father..." the words escaped from my mouth.

As I held my ribs, clutched it in pain and held the other hand to my face.

"Shut your trap, stupid fool..." My father bellowed at me.

His voice sent a quake to the foundation of the building as everything on it vibrated under my feet.

"I...I will n...never..."

Three hot slaps rolled in again.

"Please father!.." I begged him as I rolled on the floor like a kid exhibiting the spanking after stealing a portion of cake from her mother's pan.

"...I can never give birth to an incompetent fool." He fired back. His voice was laced with anger which I have never seen before.

"It's ok, friend..." Elder Cedric quickly cut-in, "don't forget she is going back to the palace and you don't have to inflict injury on her that would be obvious and suspicious."

"Going back where?" My father quickly turned to Elder Cedric. Like he had spit out venom.

A dangerous one.

The hall suddenly went silent.

Even the two guards and Antonia shifted backward nervously.

I knew that was the end. It was my fault. I should have gotten the job done. No matter what, I should have.

My father gave out a wicked giggle, " I am warning you for the last time, Please don't get me even angrier with these utterances of yours."

He turned back to me, his jaw clenched so tight as thick vein bulged in his neck

"This discarded piece of trash," he pointed his walking stick at me like a sword, " you will not go back into that palace again."