Alpha Isaiah

in the mirror, adm

I'm fin

ha Isaiah's manor, the perfect place to slowly dismantle his reign without anyone determining it's me. Twisting my ankle around, I test my limp. Last night, it took a lot of

this time is different. He's been kind, attentive and gentle. Nothing like the man we have been plotting against for many months. Shaking my head, I mu

t need to know that. My goal here is simple. To gain Isaiah's trust, and get enough information to bring him down. As much as I would like to, I can't kill him. Doing so would only have him replaced with a more vile man. Instea

ng to try to be his lover. If the rumours are true, that won't be hard at all. And it starts right now. Pressing my hands over my body, I admire the sheer night dress I smuggled in with my backpack. It's definitely inappr

ssible, I approach the door, knowing that once I open it, the real mission is going to start. Not only do I have to lure him into being attracted to me, but I have to convince him that my name is Kenna, and that I come fr

exactly well known through the Packs, so I'm also hoping no one knows what she looks like through the Passion Pack. I open the door, seeing Isaiah standing there. "Isaiah. Good morning," I say, trying to act surpris

is obsidian black, swept back in an unkempt, distressed way. The odd curl of hair rains down across his forehead and temples, aiding in the effortlessly handsome a

ace vanishes as those eyes rove over me, the slightest crease between his eyebrows suggest

ort you to breakfast,"

challenging. I should have no issue pretending to seduce Isaiah, pretending to be in this position. I hate him, and want the worst for him. Yet something about that makes my

considers what he saw to be an accident, and nothing more. Still, it compliments my light blue eyes and brunette hair. I look purely Love Pack. Opening the door, I smile meekl

you who I am, really," Isaiah murmurs a

comment

the two usual opinions people have about me," he sighs, hopping down the stairs a fe

I would have about him, with good reason. Maybe I would have seen him on the television and thought he was handsome.

to know there's more to people's assumptions a

akes this perfect, actually,” I muse, knowing I have to reveal my i

part of the stairs. "I was sent by my father, a Noble in the Love pack

oming. I should have figured that out

expecting. There has been so much risk with this mission, I’m far too relieved he hasn’t looked at me strangely and accused me of lying to care t

closest place,” I explain with a loose smile, trying to make it seem as though I’m as perplexed

n't know

impressive estate where he lives. It makes me sick just being here, seeing the wealth an

he comments, chewing the edge of his lips. I blink, surprised at the seemingly

h public image. He was hoping to giv

yell at him, and simply tuck my hands behind m

dig the information from him that we want, I need to blend in. "You are free to do

convening with her father, but I will be befriending the ladies Isaiah will want me to appear to be seen with. It

nds...

affiliated with me, I have no doubt they will begin to target you,” he says in a clipped manner

s the situa

ession faltering. "But you will be complet

I am here, what I need to achieve, a

u'll protect

**

he group, where the guards slack at patrolling, where the shadows allow me to stalk across the grounds and exit. From there, I take transport

yawning as they wait for me, aware of the early hours of the morning. Some will be waiting to see if I’m even

one it.