Alpha Dane's Little Project

Vivica's POV

"Get the necessary documents ready. Vivica is ascending the throne in two weeks." 

When those words left Adrian's mouth, the hallway went dead. My eyes widened.I tried to object, but my words came out as  a helpless stutter. What was wrong with Adrian? Was this some sort of a joke ?

"Adrian...I mean, Alpha Adria-"

"Call me Adrian," his deep voice urged, his gaze  dropping to mine.

"Isn't this too-" 

He placed a finger on my lips before I could finish. "I told you already. You aren't the same woman you were hours ago," he whispered. 

When he turned to address pack elders who were too stunned to speak, his face hardened.

"The meeting is over, Elders."

"Of course," they chorused, before walking away heavy  in silence.

Theo pressed his lips together and gave Adrian a curt nod before heading out himself.

"Okay, Ms. Hale. How about I show you to your suite?"

"Mmm" I mumbled, letting him lead the way.

We walked toward an elevator at the far left. Adrian pressed a button  and the door slid  open. Once inside, he punched the floor number -fourth floor-and the elevator lurched upward.

"Thank you," I muttered, averting my gaze to hide the tears threatening to spill over.

"For what?" He tilted his head toward me.

"Everything," I said, pausing for a moment. "I don't know where I would have gone after such an embarrassing moment at the Full Moon party."

"It's nothing, Vivica. I should have come for you long ago but I was-" He stopped halfway, he must have realized he said something he shouldn't have. 

My head shot up instantly. "You knew all along? That we were mates?"

"No. It's not about our mate bond," he said, his face softening. "I just wanted to get you out of that place. For your father's sake."

"My father? You knew him?" A smile glinted

 on my face.

"Who doesn't know Xavier Hale? The greatest warlord to ever exist." He made a face-a playful exaggeration that I found genuinely funny. 

I chuckled awkwardly. "That's not what I meant."

"Mhm. I get you"He dipped his hands into his Jean pockets and looked ahead. "I got my first training from him. At first, I thought Vane wanted him to kill me and was just using the  training as a cover"

I gave a small laugh. "Why would you think that?"

"Because I was too young for the things he was making me do" He stressed, a subtle smile growing on his face. "But it turned out it was all for my own good"

The elevator dinged and we stepped out. My eyes scanned the fourth floor, which looked even more luxurious than the ground floor.

"This feels like...heaven" I whispered, the words escaped my mouth before I could stop them. 

"I'm glad you like it.  It's your home from now on," he said. "Let's get you to your suite."

We walked down the hallway and a girl who looked to be in her early twenties approached us.

 "Good day, Alpha." She greeted, bowing her head lightly. 

"Good day, Melissa." Adrian replied. 

Melissa walked toward the  elevator, but her gaze must have dug  deep into my back, because I spun instinctively. I caught her staring just before she looked away. 

"Give me your hand," he requested.

I offered my hand without thinking. He pressed my thumb onto the fingerprint scanner. When the smart door beeped and  a green light flashed, a digital voice echoed, "Finger print saved."

He typed something into his phone, then looked at me. "Speak after the door handle blinks yellow."

"What do I say?" 

"Anything. I just  need to capture your voice."

The handle blinked yellow. I cleared my throat and spoke. "My name is Vivica Hale."

He looked at me and nodded with a lopsided smile. "Correct."

Again, the handle blinked green. He twisted it and ushered me  into the most surreal apartment I'd ever seen in my life. 

The suite was cozy-the perfect place to be after a hellish day. It felt like the kind of place you can run back to after tanning to escape the heat. Rich wood veneers covered the corner walls of the massive living room. A large flat screen television sat in a pristine white console, and sets of light brown couches faced the television, with a simple yet beautiful dining area at the back. 

"Hey Crisy, open the blinds," Adrian said.

 I started to hurry toward the cream-colored curtains when he caught my hand and  pulled me back. "Not you."

"Oh..." I whisper, my cheeks heating up in embarrassment. 

The curtains opened on their own, revealing a floor-to-ceiling window. Outside, the shadows of trees danced  to the wind while the moon cast its warm glow on the water.

"I'll ask Elena to help you settle in.  I've got work to finish." 

"Sure."

"Ok. See you in a bit," he said casually, before turning around  and  walking out of the suite. 

The moment he left, I dropped onto  one of the plush sofas and looked around in absolute disbelief.

I eventually left the living room to check out the rest of the suite. The bedroom, restroom and walk-in  closet were just as massive and opulent, with mirrors of various artistic cuts hanging in all the right places. 

"open the curtains" I whispered uncertainly, and they didn't budge.

I cleared my throat and tried again."Crisy, open the curtains."

A few seconds passed before the curtains parted, exposing yet another alluring night view through the floor to ceiling glass window. 

"This is beautiful," I gasped, forgetting the turmoil of the day as I walked toward the glass. 

I stood there for a moment, admiring the body of water below. Everything happening was too beautiful to be true. From Adrian's nurturing words to his abrupt decision to make me Luna, and now, a whole suite to myself? Back at Red-Bone, I was given the worst of everything: food, bedding and clothes. Even healthcare had been an issue. But here, Adrian Ladi everything in front of me as if I were royalty. What blew my mind the most was how he stood up against his pack members for me-a nobody. 

I exhaled and began to nibble on my fingernails. "You have to be careful, Vivica. This is too good to be true,"

'You need to relax. This might just be the Moon Goddess' way of compensating you for all the troubles you've been through,' my wolf, Tisha, said. 

"Oh please. Why did it  take her this long to do it?"

A alarm went off, startling the shit out of me as it notified me of someone at the door. I rushed out of the bedroom to get the door. When I opened it, a  servant girl, I could tell from her uniform, was standing outside. 

"Come in," I said, holding  the door open for her.

"It's almost time for dinner. His majesty asked me to accompany you to the dining hall." Her tone was rigid and direct. I didn't need a soothsayer to tell me she didn't like me.

"The thing is...I  don't have anything to change into," I sounded like a kid who was too scared to voice an  opinion.

"That has been sorted by the Alpha. I'll help you prepare your bath before your outfit arrives." 

With that, she disappeared into the bathroom. The sound of running water echoed in the background shortly. She came out a few moments later and told me I could go in.

"Thank you,"

I entered into the bathroom and locked the door. One by one, I stripped off my clothes. I dipped  my toe into the water, before fully soaking my body in the scented liquid.

As soon as I  settled in and rested  my back against the tub, I closed my eyes and exhaled loudly. 

"This feels so good."

I was so worn out from working day and night that the only thing I wanted was to sleep. As I close my eyes I gradually drifted off until I heard a knock. 

"Your clothes are on the bed. I need to go to Lady Arella," the girl announced.

"Okay!" I shouted, loud enough for her to hear. "Thank you for your help!"

No response came. 

***

After almost an hour in the shower, I stepped into the cozy bedroom draped in a white towel with my hair in a wrap. The white fur rug  at the vanity table squished under my feet as I sat in front of the mirror.  One of the drawers contained a hair dryer; I blew it over my damp head and wild strands of auburn hair flew in all direction.

I finished my hair and ran a lip gloss  on my lips. I almost bolted out of the room when I realized I hadn't used any body spray. I might have spent more than an hour in the shower, but the stench of hardship wouldn't disappear overnight. The least I could do for Adrian was to look my best, that way it wouldn't be obvious at  first glance that he made a terrible mistake.