《Alpha Theo || ✓》07 | failed attempt
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He's handsome, of course, but he's the Alpha of my rival pack. Sure, he keeps insisting that I'm his mate but I don't feel it.
Why? Because of him and his stupid pack, pathetic. And that is what makes it harder.
His pack was been rivals with mine for over twenty years-- only pausing the rivalry during the rogue attack on my pack that happened when my parents were my age.
Sadly the feud never ended as everyone suspected, it was on hold. It isn't now, obviously.
In all honesty, I'm afraid of falling for Theo.
He's the Alpha, and he hates my pack so 'meeting the fam' is out of the picture. And for only speaking to him a handful of times, all he seems to do is lie.
The bullshit he said about my pack the other day was all lies, hence the 'bullshit', and he also said that the wolfsbane would be fading any day now but I feel more and more worn out every day. Like the wolfsbane was staying fresh.
Suddenly, loud footsteps climbed up the stairs and I instantly knew it was Theo, he was never out of the room long, and when he was he'd lock the door. I haven't seen him all day. I just woke up and he wasn't on the couch like he usually is-- yes he has a couch is his room.
And even though I can't feel the mate pull yet, when I saw that he wasn't in the room when I woke up feeling slightly lost and I was actually quite upset.
But don't tell him, knowing Alphas, he'll get big-headed, thinking that I want him or something.
Yeah right.
Theo walked through the door, his face hardened however when he saw me, it quickly softened. He sighed before sitting on the couch, the furthest seat from the bed.
It was silent, he hadn't spoken a word.
"When am I allowed to go home?" I asked, fiddling with the bed sheets. Theo looked up from his lap instantly, his eyes filled with disbelief. He looked like I just stole his last cookie, spat it out then asked for a cookie.
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"You're joking, right?" He raised his eyebrows at me as I shook my head no. Why would I joke about going home? Strong and stupid, how cliche. "Lets just say 'not anytime soon'." Theo rolled his eyes at me, before standing up and walking out the room.
What the fuck?
He just came in, and now he went out.
What the fuck?
I laid back on the bed harshly, my head nearly smashing in to the headboard, and huffed.
"Stupid, overgrown Alpha." I growled. This room was incredibly boring and dull but I never actually looked around.
I sat up from the bed, looking around the room. The room was barely filled but the desk was filled with paperwork that I decided not to mess with.
The first thing I did was look through the drawers. The first drawer was filled with paper work and books, so I pulled one of the books out.
It had no cover title, no cover at all. It was just a leather back and front, with a weak string around it. The untied the string and opened the book. The next thing I saw was; 'DO NOT TOUCH.'
Boy that's persuasive.
I turned the paper and say the words; 'Dear Journal.' I automatically closed the book. Theo has a diary- oh sorry, journal? I don't even have a diary- oops, I might journal. How adorable, the big bad Alpha has a journal--
Oh fuck it, it is a diary.
I knew that I shouldn't read it, I would be pretty pissed if someone read my diary, knowing me I'd throw a fit.
So I put the book back where it was, then closed the first drawer. I opened the second drawer but it was all rubbish, messy papers and tangled wires everywhere in the drawer. I went to close it but something was holding it open. The drawer wouldn't budge closed so I took the drawer out, and saw a syringe behind it.
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What kind of idiot leaves a syringe behind a drawer? I picked up and examined what was inside but I couldn't work it out. I put it on to my nose and sniffed it.
Wolfsbane.
Theo is a lying bastard. He said he only injected me once, yet he hid a syringe in the very room I was staying in.
Bastard.
Asshole.
Whiny 'why can't my mate feel me' little bitch.
I put the drawer back then put the syringe filled with wolfsbane in the drawer so it was much easier to take out.
I'm getting out of here.
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I cringed to myself. There was no way I was getting out with this idiotic Alpha inches away from me.
I sat still on the bed, while Theo laid sloppily on the couch, fast asleep. He didn't speak much all day, in fact-- he barely walked in to the room, and every time he did he would storm out five or ten minutes later.
Someone was honestly eating him alive, and despite the fact that I wanted to feel nothing-- I couldn't. A little part of me was trying to break out, wanting to comfort Theo but I chose against it.
I stood up from the bed, as quietly as possible. One bad step, one creak from the floor, and the big bad Alpha is going to wake up and I'll be dead. I cringed as I slowly became opening the second drawer, where the wolfsbane filled syringe laid.
Seriously, who leaves a syringe filled with wolfsbane lying around? What a bunch of baboons.
I slowly grabbed it and left the drawer opened, there is no precious time to waste just to close the drawer. I know exactly what I need to do.
I slowly tiptoed towards Theo, slightly afraid that he might wake up. Once I got close enough to him, I moved my arm to back to jab him with the syringe.
As I was inches away, his hand swung from his side and grabbed mine tightly, his eyes Alpha red as he looked at me.
"Where did you find this?" He growled, in his most calming voice. I didn't know what to say, so I continued to try and rip my arm from his tight grip but he wasn't letting go. "I said," He pulled my arm closed to him harshly, pulling my body along with it, "Where did you find this syringe?" He almost whispered, he was angry. Really angry.
"I found it-- in the drawer." I pointed toward the drawer with my free hand, my voice involuntarily shaking as well as my body. Theo looked at my shaking hand and instantly released my other, but not before ripping the syringe out of my grip.
He stood up, dusting his jeans off.
"Go back to the bed." He caressed my face with both hands, quickly I pulled away. I didn't want to listen to him, I had no reason to obey him but something in me to just do it. Deep down I knew that it would be the best thing to do if I just listened.
Theo didn't look at me when he left the room, but he had slammed in the door behind him very harshly.
I've upset him.
I must be the worst mate in the world. First I don't feel the pull, then I isolated him, then I tried to poison him and run off.
Wait, what I am saying? He basically killed half my pack and kidnapped me from my home-- on my birthday.
Asshole.
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