Akira's Fate With The Alpha King

“Your smoothies always taste so good, Akira.” Eve moaned, taking another sip of the cup of smoothies.

Nancy and Josh both nodded in agreement.

“Buuuuuuut, her Nana’s cookies are the best! Can I get that?” Josh countered, his green eyes fluttering cutely.

I nodded, a smile on my face as I quickly wrote down his order. It was a Friday afternoon and my friends decided to visit my Nana’s little cake shop, where Ama and I helped out.

“By the way, have you thought about it yet?” Josh suddenly raised and they all turned to look at me expectantly.

I placed the little notepad in my front pockets and lay my hands on the flat surface of the wooden table, before giving Eve my full attention. “Thought about...what?”

Eve looked at me like I was crazy. “Don’t tell me you forgot!”

“If you don’t want to go to the party, all you have to do is say no, Akira.” Nancy snapped, drawing in the last bit of smoothies through her straw.

My face quickly flushed at her accusatory tone.

Eve gave her a warning look before glancing back at me with a pitiful look on her face. “The party, Akira. The one where all the cool kids will be attending.”

I loved Eve to death but these days all she wanted to do was be with the cool kids. Although Nancy has a hand in her sudden change of heart.

She had always been the most outspoken one out of the both of us, I was the meek and timid one. Eve was a blonde with beautiful blue eyes and an outstanding slim figure, she was breathtaking. She usually had guys flocking all over her anytime we were out together, which was usually a good thing since I never really liked any form of attraction and had always loved living in her shadow.

“I don’t think I will be able to make it, Eve. My Nana had warned me about how young girls and guys of our age are mysteriously going missing. I d-don’t think I can take that risk, guys.” My hands instinctively went to the edge of my apron, and I suddenly began to feel little.

They all looked at me dumbfounded.

“I told you she wouldn’t go.” Nancy grinned maliciously. “After all, she is nothing but a scared little virgin.”

Unshed tears filled my eyes at her words. This was exactly how I envisioned this conversation to play out and I was so not prepared.

Eve tugged my hands down, clasping in tight in her palms. “Come on, Eve! It’ll be fun, I promise. Besides, Josh and I will be there to protect you.”

Nancy quietly snickered at her last sentence. My palms suddenly became sweaty and all I wanted to do then was run to the back room and cry.

I swallowed the huge lump lodged in my throat before replying with a phoney smile. “Alright then. I’ll go. What time is it?”

Eve gave me a large grin, showcasing her straight, pearly whites. “Not like you had a choice, I would’ve dragged you there myself if you said no. I’ll pick you up by 7.”

I gave her a curt nod, right when I turned to walk away, Nancy harshly gripped my wrist.

“And please, for the love of God, Akira, dress sexy. No more grandma gowns.” She sneered looking at the length of my gown with distaste.

I frowned as she released my wrist, listening to Eve chastising her as I walked away from their table to the counter.

“What happened?” Ama asked immediately she saw my face.

She looked down at my left hand cradling my right wrist. Her eyes flashed with anger at the red and angry bruise looking right back at her. My skin was pale so it was easy to bruise.

“Don’t tell me that bitch did that to you.”

Ama and Nancy had never really liked themselves ever since Nancy became friends with us, or Eve rather.

“I don’t think she meant it,” I answered softly. Looking down at my gown, tears filled my eyes again. I had always had a thing for Victoria Era vintage gowns which I always got from the thrift store a few blocks away. This particular gown wasn’t even as long as she made it up to be.

Ama gave me an unbelievable look. “Oh, please! That girl hates your guts and you know it.”

I gave her a reassuring smile. “I know. I can take care of it, I promise.”

“I have to go. Duty calls,” I announced, nodding towards the older couple that just stepped in, brushing off the unsure look she gave me.

Soon, it was six pm, Ama and I locked up the shop and headed home. Occasionally talking about everything and nothing as we took the short trek to our home.

“I have about forty minutes to get ready for the party.”

“Yup, you’re lucky you have me as a sister,” Ama smirked as she unlocked the door, my legs already wishing for a break after a long day.