"Silly boy - you dare ask me that question?"
I frown at him instantly - taken aback when he gripped my chin. Yanking me close enough towards him, our lips almost touched.
The look in his eyes was one I've seen in wild animals who can't control the...
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|🔝Orion Meeks; differentiation - Alpha ***
Knox and I sat beside each other quietly, taking note of every single person that was around us... At least - I was.
I saw nine males and ten females who all were beautiful in their own right. It had me almost ashamed that I was even here. My eyes avoided everyone else because I felt like they were watching me already.
We sat in the main garden at the Villin castle. I desired to stare at the gardens and see what flowers I was smelling. Except I couldn't find it in me to do so.
"It's really pretty - the Villin gardens. You won't get to enjoy the sight staring at your thighs." Knox rests his hand on my shoulder.
I look up at him, and he grins awkwardly. His hand points forward at something. When I look I found myself staring at a bright bush of what looked like blue-violet flowers.
No one was surrounding these particular flowers, so I decide to stand up. I walk towards them quickly while looking at the ground. I didn't want to look or see anyone's stares.
Others weren't trying to hide the fact of what they thought of me. I could hear them talking...talking about me. Not that I knew who because I didn't look at them.
Now I stood before the flowers, and stared gladly. The flowers were prettier closer up than afar.
"Are you an introvert or something?" Knox questions me, and I look over at him with narrowed eyes.
"I guess you can call me that. It doesn't feel nice to have people glaring at me." I state truthfully.
Knox grinned solemnly at me, resting his hand on my shoulder kindly. He looked over my shoulder and his only - to look at me with a big scowl.
"I'll tell you what, they're-."
"They're just jealous."
I look to my right as I see a tall African American woman walk towards me. Had a nice grin on her face and it made me wonder why she'd...come talk to me. I could already tell she was an Alpha.
Now I let myself look around at others. My assumptions were correct when I saw people staring at me. I was also right to say they were glaring at me, but they tried to be discrete and look away.
It didn't work for a couple of them.
"Jealous of what? What is there to be jealous of? I'd rather say they hate me." I ask the woman as she folds her arms to her chest. She looks around me at some others and was quick to look back at me.
"I was sitting with some of them. Hate isn't the right word I'd give for a few. A few of them are just jealous - they believe you have an advantage." This woman was just so open to inform me.
