Unmarked by the Alpha

Theodore went back to his room. He had heard her last sad statement and whimpering.

He lay on his bed with satisfaction, "That should show her not to mess with me." He said to himself.

His wolf growled uncomfortably. He sighed, "I don't know what's going on. I should be able to communicate with my wolf by now."

He stared at the ceiling, waiting for dawn, as he had plans with Ingrid later in the day.

The breakfast that followed at dawn was a quick one, with no one talking at the dining table, which was awkward.

Aurora, throughout the time, looked at Theodore with a disdainful look while she ate; he, on the other hand, ate without sparing anyone a glance.

She noticed that he had pushed the bowl of food that had broccoli aside. A new servant had made the mistake of serving him broccoli.

Aurora's eyes furrowed in anger while she ate.

'So he is just going to pretend like this early morning never happened?' She rolled her eyes, 'My cookie experience didn't go as planned, all because of him.' She thought to herself.

Brynn noticed her mood, "Is everything okay, child?" his head wasn't lifted.

"Yes, father." She answered,

Bianca rolled her eyes. Aurora, calling her husband 'Father', totally disgusts her.

"Son," Bianca said almost immediately, "What time would Ingrid be coming to the house?" She asked without looking at anyone.

"10 am sharp." Theodore didn't lift his head.

"I would love to see her face again; it's been a long time."

"Soon, mum, you will."

"Isn't she perfect?" Bianca said, looking to her son, "She is from a reputable family, an epitome of beauty, just like her late mother, my dear friend Elise. And most importantly, she knows her family and where she belongs."

Aurora, knowing what she meant, swallowed in nervousness, while her head fell in discomfort, not meeting anyone's eyes.

"She doesn't go around calling someone else, father," Bianca looked at Aurora, "Unlike some people." She rolled her eyes in disgust.

Aurora paused a bit and took a drink of water, and it was only then that Theodore spared her a disgusting glance.

Brynn continued eating like nothing was happening.

"I'm good now," Theodore said, he cleaned his mouth with a small white napkin and dropped it on the table, "I have to get prepared in time for Ingrid's arrival."

He stood up and looked at his mother, "See you when I get back, mum." He bowed and looked at his father, "Dad." He bowed again and left.

"That'd be my cue to leave now," Bianca said and cleaned her mouth. "This food suddenly tastes awful." She sneered at Aurora, stood up, and left.

Aurora breathed a sigh of relief.

"Luke would be at home to keep an eye on you," Brynn said, not looking at Aurora, "I won't be around for a week."

Aurora gulped,

"Don't worry," Brynn said, "You will be fine."

Ingrid came to the mansion at exactly 10 am. She met Bianca on her way to Theodore's room.

"Good morning, Madam Bianca." She greeted as she lit up.

"I see someone is so eager to see my son. Good morning, dear child." Bianca said, walking closer to Ingrid. "It's been a while."

"I'm so sorry, madam," Ingrid said, bowing her head. "I have just been completely hooked by Theodore's charms." She grinned.

Bianca chuckled in satisfaction, "As you should. It's only a matter of time before you two get joined; your mother, my friend, would be very happy in her grave when that happens." Bianca smiled.

"I don't doubt that a bit," Ingrid said, and just then, she saw Aurora walking with Luke on the other side of the mansion.

"Mother?" She called, "Who is that human?"

"Oh, that," Bianca said, looking in Aurora's direction. "' IT' doesn't matter because 'IT' is irrelevant. I'd rather not bore myself with things that aren't worth discussing."

"Are you sure?" Ingrid asked, "Because the other day…"

"The master is just out of place a bit for now," Bianca said, "With time, he would come to his senses and take proper action. Let 'IT' enjoy its time while it lasts."

Ingrid looked at Aurora with worry.

"In the meantime," Bianca said, "Let's not be distracted by things that don't matter. I am sure my son would be waiting for you in his room by now."

"You are right, let me go now," Ingrid said, looking at Bianca. "It was a pleasure speaking with you, Madam Bianca." She bowed and headed towards Theodore's room.

Bianca beamed as she looked at Ingrid walking away.

As it stood now, it was only the presence of Ingrid and her son that gave her happiness; her husband's was the direct opposite.

She looked at Aurora, who was now in the garden with Luke, and she sneered and tightened her fist in hidden anger. 

Aurora and Luke had walked passed the garden and landed at the playing ground that Theodore and his sister had used when they were little.

She walked towards the double-seated swing and sat on one seat.

"Mr. Luke," She called, "Do you have a family?"

"No, my lady." He stood still like a computerized figure.

"Mr. Luke, can I ask you for a favour?" She asked, looking at him.

"Just say the word."

"Apart from the master and my mum, I don't talk with any other person in this house, and sometimes it's boring." She said. "I would so much appreciate it if you were free with me. What I need right now is a friend, or an uncle that I can talk to and share things with," She dropped her head.

"You acting all formal, isn't cool with me."

"But the master…"

"Isn't here right now," She said, "You can go back to being an order executing machine with the master around, but with me, be an uncle, or a friend. I would sincerely prefer both."

Luke's brows furrowed, since he had entered this mansion, no one had asked for his friendship until now. It made him feel wanted, aside from following the master's orders. He loved his master, but he never dared to go outside his job as a Beta.

"And besides," She looked at Luke, "You were instructed to attend to my needs and do whatever I say. So I command you to be free with me." She pointed a finger at him.

Luke's brows furrowed in confusion. He held back his laugh. She sure doesn't know anything about giving out orders.

'I think that came out wrong.' She thought to herself, retracting her finger.

"Please me, Mr. Luke." She said, pointing out the finger again, and Luke opened his eyes in surprise.

'Okay, that was worse.' She thought.

"I'm sorry," She dropped her hand, and her head fell in embarrassment, "I just need someone to talk to, and the whole strictness with you is killing me."

She heard a chuckle, lifted her head, and saw Luke, taking the next seat, still chuckling.