TAMING THE PLAYBOY ALPHA - Chapter 145: Chapter 145
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: STRANGE BLUE EYES
SILAS' POV:
It took what feels like an extra day since Father's visit before I'm finally let out of my cell to change into a tux, of course for the dinner that's scheduled tonight.
My full strength hasn't returned, so I don't bother escaping and searching for Freya. I need to wait for the perfect time, when my strength is at its peak again.
Once I'm dressed in the suit, however, two metal cuffs linked together by chains and most definitely laced with silver are clasped onto both my arms, restricting my movement.
"Alpha's orders; so you don't go wolfing out when we least expect It." The guard explains, tossing the key into his pocket.
My old man had really considered everything.
Keeping me in chains during said dinner to also to show the in-laws that he has me under his thumb this time and I won't pull any funny business again.
Interesting.
Once secured, I'm escorted into a limo just outside, waiting to take me back home and farther from the place he has Freya locked up.
I'm skeptical about leaving this place for fear that he might just pull off a crazy stunt while I'm away.
I feel it in the pit of my gut that something potentially horrible might happen tonight but I have no choice.
I need to do something that can give her the chance of being safe long enough before I can return again.
I climb into the luxurious vehicle and we're on our way immediately.
It takes only a few hours to pull up right in front of the mansion we live in.
More guards are by the door 'helping' me out and walking right by my side as I move deeper into the building and up the flight of stairs.
Another precautionary measure, I presume.
Once I reach the top of the stairwell, the sight of my dear Mother and father both formally dressed and waiting for me greets me first.
"Son... so glad you could make it." He exclaims with his perfectly thought out act as the loving father but doesn't approach me for a hug as he usually does in front of mother.
Good for him.
Mother, on the other hand, dressed in a light green formal gown, remains quiet, unable to meet my eyes, but glancing down to my chains occasionally.
She seems uncomfortable or perhaps riddled with guilt and has nothing to say to me.
I wonder what lie he had told her to justify cuffing her son at a formal dinner for her to be so quiet about it.
Also, I'm not surprised she went with whatever he had told her, she had never been on my side in the first place to begin with
"Mother, Father." I greet stonily with only a nod for both of them.
"You've managed to clean up nicely in a short amount of time. I hope you will also apply such diligence in welcoming our guest tonight."
"Yes, Father." I say stiffly.
Without another word, he turns toward the dining room, escorting Mother in with her arm wrapped around his.
Even now, she walks very stiffly.
It's a bit too late for her to feel guilty if that really is what she feels, and I'm sure she knows this.
I follow closely behind into the large dining hall, explicitly designed to fit only royalty with the long table at its center.
Upon the table is the vast display of various cuisines enough to feed two families of ten, yet will only be eaten by 5 people tonight.
Father sits at the edge of it with mother by his side and I just opposite her, close enough to be monitored by him.
In only just a minute of settling in and waiting, the double doors pull open again and in walks Elena neatly dressed in a sparkling floor length teal dress with her tall and largely built father by her side.
He's just as buff as the Alpha king, with dirty blonde hair and piercing blue eyes similar to Elena's. The resemblance between the two is very uncanny.
As etiquette demands, my parents and I rise in greeting as they approach the table.
"Alpha Rowland... It's a pleasure to have you here." Father greets, approaching both parti and shaking the large man's hand firmly and he returns the greeting back as a simple nod.
He had always been a man of very few words.
"Silas, it's been so long!" Elena screeches, running up to me and pulling me into a tight hug.
She literally jumps onto me and forces me to lean lower to her level. It takes a lot to bite down on my tongue so I don't say something mean or disrespectful, especially with her father being here.
"Ah, Elena... It's not been long enough. Too bad I can reciprocate your warm greeting." I quip sarcastically, giving a good display at the cuffs on both sleeves for everyone to see.
Reminding her that these cuffs were placed solely because of her.
My father chuckles now, trying to pass the fact that he's put his son in shackles as a funny joke.
"You know how kids are these days, stubborn and relentless... It's just a reminder that he shouldn't do useless things just because he feels like it." He explains.
And somehow, everyone in the room just eats up the excuse like it's normal parental behavior.
Nice.
"What lovely and caring parents I have, don't you think?" I joined in the joke, chuckling as well and looking at the two of them.
Father matches my eyes, mother avoids them again.
At least one of them seems remorseful.
"Please sit down and let's begin the dinner without wasting a moment more." The Alpha king adds, gesturing to their seats.
Alpha Rowland sits at the other edge and Elena plops very unceremoniously right by my side, smiling all giddy and holding my arm like we're some power couple.
I groan, trying to unlink my arm from hers but she's relentless.
"How is the Missus?"
"In perfect health, although she wasn't able to come for her safety, of course." Alpha Rowland adds casually.
That's weird.
It's known that the distance between our packs is reasonably long but there's never been an issue of safety making the distance both to and fro, especially for someone that's meant to be in perfect health.
But of course, my Father doesn't see through the bullshit, instead he's focused on reveling in the fact that his plans are falling into place perfectly, regardless of who attends.
"Please, send my regards to her." Mother speaks up with a warm smile and he nods.
"Going straight into the agenda for this meeting. We plan on fixing the mating ceremony on a sooner date; hopefully three days from now. I hope you're in agreement with that?"
"I'm perfectly fine with it. The sooner, the better and the children seem to both agree with this." He says, turning to Elena and I and drawing all attention our way.
Clearly, he's not been filled in properly on our current relationship dynamic.
Elena nods, happily squeezing hard on my hand while
I maintain a stoic face.
"It's settled then. The merge of both families will soon take place." Father exclaims.
"Yes...a very joyous occasion is upon us." Rowland agrees.
The two men finally dig into their food and the entire table joins in as well.
I, on the other hand, am unable to join in, unable to use my hands, even if I could with my lack of an appetite, I would only result in twirling the food around my plate till the end of this torturous night. I just stare down at my steak, emotionless, praying that the hours pass faster and I can return back to my cell.
It seemed more comfy than being in their presence. "Silas..." Elena calls my attention now, raising a spoonful of her own meal up to my lips. "Say ahhhh."
I look back at her with disgust with my lips remaining sealed. It's the fact that she chooses to remain delirious even till this moment, pushing to be mated to someone who despises her.
I don't think a forced mate bond would be enough to quell my dislike for her.
Instead of giving her what she wants, I lean closer to her ears and whisper. "If all goes well and we're mated, I'll cum to the thought of ripping out your guts through your chest and using it as an ornament in our shared bedroom." I whisper in the sexiness rugged voice I can pull off in my current situation, pulling away to gauge her reaction.
Her left eye twitches again and there's that purple light flickering in her yes while she bends the spoon. She seems mad...
Well, I thought it was funny.
Then I see something that is definitely not natural. Unlike the sudden onset of Heterochromia, there's just a hint of black smoke oozing out her ears. Just a hint of it that makes me think for a moment that I'm in fact hallucinating... But no way, I had definitely seen it.
Something is definitely going on here. "Father?" I call to him right in the middle of chewing a spoonful of mashed potatoes.
He looks up at me with a glare.
"May I have a brief word with you...? It's urgent." I say as cordially as I can.
He seems reluctant to agree with me or to hear whatever it is I have to tell him, guessing it's going to be about Freya. But he eventually gives in.
He rises from the table, walking towards a balcony more than a few feet behind him and I stand up as well, following closer but only stopping for a moment to look back at the table as we leave.
Both piercing blue eyes of Father and daughter watch my back with a hidden agenda blaring through them simultaneously, while they stopped eating.
Damn it.
Something is definitely going on here.
SILAS' POV:
It took what feels like an extra day since Father's visit before I'm finally let out of my cell to change into a tux, of course for the dinner that's scheduled tonight.
My full strength hasn't returned, so I don't bother escaping and searching for Freya. I need to wait for the perfect time, when my strength is at its peak again.
Once I'm dressed in the suit, however, two metal cuffs linked together by chains and most definitely laced with silver are clasped onto both my arms, restricting my movement.
"Alpha's orders; so you don't go wolfing out when we least expect It." The guard explains, tossing the key into his pocket.
My old man had really considered everything.
Keeping me in chains during said dinner to also to show the in-laws that he has me under his thumb this time and I won't pull any funny business again.
Interesting.
Once secured, I'm escorted into a limo just outside, waiting to take me back home and farther from the place he has Freya locked up.
I'm skeptical about leaving this place for fear that he might just pull off a crazy stunt while I'm away.
I feel it in the pit of my gut that something potentially horrible might happen tonight but I have no choice.
I need to do something that can give her the chance of being safe long enough before I can return again.
I climb into the luxurious vehicle and we're on our way immediately.
It takes only a few hours to pull up right in front of the mansion we live in.
More guards are by the door 'helping' me out and walking right by my side as I move deeper into the building and up the flight of stairs.
Another precautionary measure, I presume.
Once I reach the top of the stairwell, the sight of my dear Mother and father both formally dressed and waiting for me greets me first.
"Son... so glad you could make it." He exclaims with his perfectly thought out act as the loving father but doesn't approach me for a hug as he usually does in front of mother.
Good for him.
Mother, on the other hand, dressed in a light green formal gown, remains quiet, unable to meet my eyes, but glancing down to my chains occasionally.
She seems uncomfortable or perhaps riddled with guilt and has nothing to say to me.
I wonder what lie he had told her to justify cuffing her son at a formal dinner for her to be so quiet about it.
Also, I'm not surprised she went with whatever he had told her, she had never been on my side in the first place to begin with
"Mother, Father." I greet stonily with only a nod for both of them.
"You've managed to clean up nicely in a short amount of time. I hope you will also apply such diligence in welcoming our guest tonight."
"Yes, Father." I say stiffly.
Without another word, he turns toward the dining room, escorting Mother in with her arm wrapped around his.
Even now, she walks very stiffly.
It's a bit too late for her to feel guilty if that really is what she feels, and I'm sure she knows this.
I follow closely behind into the large dining hall, explicitly designed to fit only royalty with the long table at its center.
Upon the table is the vast display of various cuisines enough to feed two families of ten, yet will only be eaten by 5 people tonight.
Father sits at the edge of it with mother by his side and I just opposite her, close enough to be monitored by him.
In only just a minute of settling in and waiting, the double doors pull open again and in walks Elena neatly dressed in a sparkling floor length teal dress with her tall and largely built father by her side.
He's just as buff as the Alpha king, with dirty blonde hair and piercing blue eyes similar to Elena's. The resemblance between the two is very uncanny.
As etiquette demands, my parents and I rise in greeting as they approach the table.
"Alpha Rowland... It's a pleasure to have you here." Father greets, approaching both parti and shaking the large man's hand firmly and he returns the greeting back as a simple nod.
He had always been a man of very few words.
"Silas, it's been so long!" Elena screeches, running up to me and pulling me into a tight hug.
She literally jumps onto me and forces me to lean lower to her level. It takes a lot to bite down on my tongue so I don't say something mean or disrespectful, especially with her father being here.
"Ah, Elena... It's not been long enough. Too bad I can reciprocate your warm greeting." I quip sarcastically, giving a good display at the cuffs on both sleeves for everyone to see.
Reminding her that these cuffs were placed solely because of her.
My father chuckles now, trying to pass the fact that he's put his son in shackles as a funny joke.
"You know how kids are these days, stubborn and relentless... It's just a reminder that he shouldn't do useless things just because he feels like it." He explains.
And somehow, everyone in the room just eats up the excuse like it's normal parental behavior.
Nice.
"What lovely and caring parents I have, don't you think?" I joined in the joke, chuckling as well and looking at the two of them.
Father matches my eyes, mother avoids them again.
At least one of them seems remorseful.
"Please sit down and let's begin the dinner without wasting a moment more." The Alpha king adds, gesturing to their seats.
Alpha Rowland sits at the other edge and Elena plops very unceremoniously right by my side, smiling all giddy and holding my arm like we're some power couple.
I groan, trying to unlink my arm from hers but she's relentless.
"How is the Missus?"
"In perfect health, although she wasn't able to come for her safety, of course." Alpha Rowland adds casually.
That's weird.
It's known that the distance between our packs is reasonably long but there's never been an issue of safety making the distance both to and fro, especially for someone that's meant to be in perfect health.
But of course, my Father doesn't see through the bullshit, instead he's focused on reveling in the fact that his plans are falling into place perfectly, regardless of who attends.
"Please, send my regards to her." Mother speaks up with a warm smile and he nods.
"Going straight into the agenda for this meeting. We plan on fixing the mating ceremony on a sooner date; hopefully three days from now. I hope you're in agreement with that?"
"I'm perfectly fine with it. The sooner, the better and the children seem to both agree with this." He says, turning to Elena and I and drawing all attention our way.
Clearly, he's not been filled in properly on our current relationship dynamic.
Elena nods, happily squeezing hard on my hand while
I maintain a stoic face.
"It's settled then. The merge of both families will soon take place." Father exclaims.
"Yes...a very joyous occasion is upon us." Rowland agrees.
The two men finally dig into their food and the entire table joins in as well.
I, on the other hand, am unable to join in, unable to use my hands, even if I could with my lack of an appetite, I would only result in twirling the food around my plate till the end of this torturous night. I just stare down at my steak, emotionless, praying that the hours pass faster and I can return back to my cell.
It seemed more comfy than being in their presence. "Silas..." Elena calls my attention now, raising a spoonful of her own meal up to my lips. "Say ahhhh."
I look back at her with disgust with my lips remaining sealed. It's the fact that she chooses to remain delirious even till this moment, pushing to be mated to someone who despises her.
I don't think a forced mate bond would be enough to quell my dislike for her.
Instead of giving her what she wants, I lean closer to her ears and whisper. "If all goes well and we're mated, I'll cum to the thought of ripping out your guts through your chest and using it as an ornament in our shared bedroom." I whisper in the sexiness rugged voice I can pull off in my current situation, pulling away to gauge her reaction.
Her left eye twitches again and there's that purple light flickering in her yes while she bends the spoon. She seems mad...
Well, I thought it was funny.
Then I see something that is definitely not natural. Unlike the sudden onset of Heterochromia, there's just a hint of black smoke oozing out her ears. Just a hint of it that makes me think for a moment that I'm in fact hallucinating... But no way, I had definitely seen it.
Something is definitely going on here. "Father?" I call to him right in the middle of chewing a spoonful of mashed potatoes.
He looks up at me with a glare.
"May I have a brief word with you...? It's urgent." I say as cordially as I can.
He seems reluctant to agree with me or to hear whatever it is I have to tell him, guessing it's going to be about Freya. But he eventually gives in.
He rises from the table, walking towards a balcony more than a few feet behind him and I stand up as well, following closer but only stopping for a moment to look back at the table as we leave.
Both piercing blue eyes of Father and daughter watch my back with a hidden agenda blaring through them simultaneously, while they stopped eating.
Damn it.
Something is definitely going on here.
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