Alpha Drake

“What happened, Dillon?” inquired the woman wearing a white lab coat.

“She hasn’t stopped crying since we parted ways with their pack. Then she passed out. Her body is far too frail. You need to check on her, and she needs to be healed immediately,” Dillon said as he placed the unconscious Emily on the white bed.

The woman approached Emily’s body and then shook her head.

“This isn’t good, Dillon.”

“Do your best to heal her quickly; the Alpha does not understand the concept of patience,” Dillon warned as he turned around.

“How come her body is covered in bruises?”

“She tripped on the floor,” Dillion replied flatly. After a brief moment of silence, the woman chuckled.

“Pardon?”

Dillon gave a sly grin. “It is a fabrication perpetrated by Miss Emily’s stepmother.”

“Did they treat her like an animal? She is the daughter of an alpha. How heinous are they?” Even if their Alpha is far more than cruel, the woman is not fond of slavery.

“The Alpha is significantly more lethal.”

“Then she is not capable of bearing a child, Dillon. You are aware of this.”

Dillon inhaled deeply. “All you have to do is your best. I’ll have a look at her later.”

“The healing process will not be simple. What if she is also emotionally or psychologically disturbed—”

“As a medical attendee, that is your responsibility,” Dillon stated before leaving.

“Emily…”

Emily fell into a dream in which her mother repeatedly called her name. She tried to shout her mom’s name, but no voice came out.

She opened her mouth and attempted again but was unsuccessful. She tried to shift her limbs, but they appeared stuck in place.

Her mother smiled at her and called her name once more, motioning for her to come over. However, she is immobile.

Emily’s tears stream down her cheeks as she notices her mother’s figure fading.

She screamed ‘no,’ but there was no sound. She moved eagerly, but nothing happened.

Suddenly, a small hole appeared in front of her, sucking her inside. Everything became dark.

“I will do everything I can to help her...”

Emily nudged and groaned, unsure of her whereabouts. Her body screams in pain.

She slowly opened her eyes and shut them back when a light beamed into them.

“Ugh...” she groaned.

This time, she knew she wasn’t in her room, lying in her bed, or their packhouse.

Her eyes remained fixed on the white ceiling, perplexed.

“Dillon, you’ve returned.”

“How is she doing?”

“She’s already awake.”

“Bring food for her to eat. She must be starving. In an hour, the Alpha will arrive,” Dillon informed.

“Hey, Lilac!”

“Hello, Mildred,” Lilac said as she entered the room.

“What brought you here, Lilac?” Dillon asked as she turned to the woman who had just come in.

“I’m holding a tray of food,” Lilac arched her brow. “So, Beta Dillon, what are your thoughts?” she asked, sarcastically.

Dillon made no response and simply walked toward Emily’s bed.

Lilac and Mildred exchanged shrugs, let out soft chuckles, and then followed their Beta.

When Emily overheard those conversations, she frowned.

The white curtain that had been draped over her bed suddenly flew back, revealing a woman with fiery red hair and a beaming smile.

After everyone had their eyes on her, her body tensed.

Emily could not move much and then looked down, realizing she was no longer wearing her dress.

“Emily,” the woman next to the redhead called her name, then smiled at her, causing her to relax slightly. “I’m Mildred, or you can call me Millie. I am your attended physician,” she added.

Emily locked her gaze on Millie and immediately recognized her voice. She was the first girl with whom Dillon had spoken previously. She then attempted to smile, but she was aware that it did not reach her eyes.

“You must be hungry, Emily.” Lilac approached her and smiled.

‘What is it about them that makes them smile at me?’ she thought.

Emily abruptly shook her head. She is aware of the fact that she has already arrived at the Blue Moon pack. As a result, she cannot trust anyone.

Lilac pursed her lips and gave her a pitying look. “You look pale,” she said as she sat beside Emily. “But don’t be alarmed; you’re going to be fine. Millie is our pack’s best doctor,” she added, smiling at her.

Then suddenly, Lilac saw unrecognition in Emily’s eyes. “Oh, my apologies; I neglected to introduce myself.” She chuckled softly. “My name is Lilac, and I am Dillon’s sister,” she stated.

Emily was taken aback when she learned that Dillon had a sibling. However, she was aware that their personalities were distinct. Dillon is cold and authoritative; he’s a Beta, after all, whereas Lilac is a happy-go-lucky one.

“We’re so relieved that you’ve regained consciousness,” Millie said as she assisted her in sitting up. “I’ll check your vital signs, and then you can eat, all right?”

Emily winced and backed away, but her entire body ached.

Millie glowed with a smile. “Do not be alarmed; I will not harm you,” she assured.

Emily then nodded and moved aside for Millie to check her. When her gaze met Lilac’s, the latter pushed the tray to the side of the bed. “Have some. It will aid in your healing process.”

Emily squinted. “I-I’m all right. I am not weak—”

“No!” Lilac and Millie spoke in unison, shocking Emily.

“You’re scaring her,” Dillon said and clenched his jaw.

At the moment, Emily doesn’t have any appetite, even if the food in front of her is appetizing. However, what if she doesn’t obey? It was clear as crystal that she was in the Blue Moon pack because her father traded her for money. It means to say; she doesn’t know what will happen to her at the moment.

What if they’ll kill her if she doesn’t obey?

Emily then reached for the tray, but her hand could not grasp it. She poured the bowl of food into the tray, and some of it strewn across the bedsheet.

“I-I’m sorry,” she said, her head bowed. She is averse to seeing their reaction; what if they are enraged? What if they are going to beat her?

She reasoned that she was already fine once she left the pack and her family; perhaps it was only her mind that was strong enough to accomplish anything, but her body did not appear to be.

Lilac sighed and cast her gaze toward her brother. “I will help her eat,” she said and turned to Emily. “Don’t worry. I’m here,” she added, her angelic voice calming Emily.

‘How come she is so kind to me?’ she thought.

“Go on. We must first prepare her. She must be strong enough before the Alpha takes her,” Dillon said, making Emily lift her head.

Her lips parted, and she wanted to ask about Dillon’s words. However, nothing came out of her mouth.

Emily is bewildered. Rumors claimed that Blue Moon wolves lacked empathy. However, this does not define their behavior toward her.

Although they claim that the Blue Moon pack has a bad reputation, it must be due to their ruthless Alpha.

Lilac is so gracious that it appears as though she is attempting to lighten the mood.

Despite Emily’s inability to comprehend their actions, she felt a spark of hope when she met them.

“Would you like to eat or rest for a while? Besides, the food spilled, and I need to get another—”

“Just get another bowl of it, Lilac,” It was Dillon.

Lilac rolled her eyes at her brother. “Yes, Beta,” she said, but sarcasm filled in.

“Uhm…” Emily piqued their interest.

Millie flashed a smile. “What is it?” she inquired as she scribbled the final detail she needed.

“W-What am I going to do here? My father traded me in exchange for money, right? Will I become your Alpha’s slave?”

One, two, three… seconds passed, but no one responded.

“I-I’m sorry for asking about it.”

Millie smiled. “It’s all right. We under—”

Millie abruptly paused in mid-sentence, making her eyes widen, and Lilac stood up and moved closer to her brother.

“W-What’s happening? Did I say something wrong?” Emily asked in a hushed tone.