ALPHA SIN

SIN

“What do you want now? Are you ready to apologize for what you did earlier? If yes, just know I am not having it.” I said, not turning to glance at him.

“Apologize?” Laurent scoffed. He strode from the door post into the room. “That’s the last thing I will ever do.”

“Then what the fuck do you want from me? From Artemisia?!” I shouted.

I couldn’t help myself. The anger was still in me. And now, Artemisia was sleeping. I believed it was the right time to finish what we started.

“Whatever is going on in your mind, I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” Laurent said.

I halted in my tracks, glaring at him. “You need to stay away from Artemisia. She isn’t even your mate. I don’t know the number of times we are going to fight on this. She is freaking mine.”

“She isn’t mine,” Laurent affirmed with a nod. “But you don’t deserve her, either.”

I let out a relieved sigh. At least he wasn’t claiming to steal her away from me. I don’t care what he says.

So far, it wasn’t about Artemisia. I believe we could live fine under the same roof.

I went back to sit next to Artemisia after a few seconds of glaring at him.

“I heard what happened,” Laurent spoke up after a while.

I ignored him and continued to stare at Artemisia, who was sleeping soundly.

My heart skipped a beat as I felt her fingers twitch. And I let out a disappointed sigh as she didn’t come awake.

But then there was an improvement. This was the first response I got from her.

Besides, her once pale face was returning to its original colour.

I couldn’t wait for her to come awake, so I could stare into her lovely eyes.

It was better having an Artemisia that hated me than having a woman in a coma or, worse, a corpse as a Luna!

“Well, I’d say it sucks to be you.”

“Whatever.” I rolled my eyes.

I grimaced and kneaded my temple as I sensed a headache brewing.

“How is she?” Laurent asked again. He stepped further into the room, but he didn’t come to where I was.

He was still at my back and I believed that was how far he could go.

The last time he came, before the event of Artemisia trying to strangle me, we had scuffled with each other.

I had sustained some bruises and could still feel my busted lip. It had healed, but not completely.

“Did Mila say anything about her wellbeing?”

“None of your business,” I grunted. I wanted him far away from here. I didn’t know why he kept poking his nose where it didn’t belong.

“I am only concerned.”

“You don’t need to. I am her mate and can keep her safe. So, keep your concerns to yourself.” I snapped.

“You are doing an awful job as a mate. I am sure I can do better.” Laurent mumbled.

And his statement got to me.

I sat up abruptly and swirled to stare at him. “You need to leave.”

My voice dropped to a dangerous tone. I believed Laurent knew what it meant for my voice to sound like that.

But he didn’t care, nor did he budge. He stood in the same position with a smirk on his face.

“If I don’t?” He asked with a tilted brow.

I balled my hands and strode towards him, but the door interrupted me as it opened.

I felt another presence in the room and I turned to see our mother.

“Mother…” I said.

Her eyes locked on mine for a few seconds, and then she tutted. She stepped towards the bed and sat down in the small space before gripping Artemisia’s hand.

“I am sorry for letting my stupid son marry someone as lovely as you.” She sniffled.

“You are to be blamed, Sinclair.” She turned to me. Her eyes shimmered with tears, and I sighed.

“It isn’t his fault,” Alisson said as she stepped into the room.

Then she shrugged as Mother and Laurent glowered at her.

“Maybe it is partly his fault, but I believe we neglected her as well. Brother has a lot of work to do as the Alpha and he can’t protect her whenever he desires, so putting all the blame on him isn’t right.”

“You are just like him. You know, trying to shove everything on everyone.” Laurent said.

“Would you have done better if you were in his position?” Allison tilted her brow and crossed her arms. “You are even worse than him, to be honest.”

“Mother!” Laurent complained.

“Alisson.” Mother warned.

“I said what I said. He shouldn’t act like he would do a better job than him.” Alisson said.

Laurent stepped forward and attempted to yank her back as she proceeded towards me. I intercepted him.

Shoving her to my back. I snarled, scowling at Laurent as he did the same.

I was prepared for a few seconds’ showdown, not minding if he got hurt or not. I just wanted to put him in his place.

“Children.” Mother snapped. “Alisson, you enjoy setting your brothers against each other.”

“Your favourite doesn’t want to know the truth. You should at least sit him once in a while to teach him some manners.”

“Enough Alisson!”

“It’s Ally, mom,” Alisson mumbled.

If it had been a lighter situation I was in, I could have laughed. Mother looked furious and felt as if she was going to bash Alisson as she countered her.

And the way Alisson gazed at her back with a straight face was amusing.

But, I was angry at everything. At Laurent, and most especially at myself, for being careless.

“Apologize to mother, Ally. She doesn’t need your hard-headedness. You can give all to your brother.”

“She calls me Allison. I hate the name.” Alisson grumbled.

“You are Alisson and there is nothing wrong with your name.” I pointed out.

Alisson glared at me and punched my hand slightly. Then she turned to mother.

“I didn’t mean it, mom, I am sorry.” She yelped as a pillow came flying at her.

“You are rude,” Laurent said.

“That’s a bit rich coming from you,” Alisson interjected.

I gripped her hand and stared into her eyes. “He’s your superior and your senior.”

As much as I loathed Laurent, I wouldn’t watch Allison talking down on him. It had always been that way, to respect who was the superior.

Laurent gave the same respect to me. Only that he taunted me most of the time.

Alisson scoffed, “He’s been a stupid older brother.”

“I’d pretend I didn’t hear you say that,” Laurent said.

“Sin…”

I turned as Artemisia interrupted what I was about to say. I walked to her side and sat on the bed.

“Are you alright, darling?”

“My head hurts.” She groaned, attempting to sit up on the bed.

I nudged her back gently. Then placed two pillows on her back to brace it.

“You need more rest. Mila said so. I wouldn’t want you to pass out again. I don’t think I can handle that if it happens.”

“As if.” Laurent sniggered.

I glared at him as well as ignored his jeers. “What would you want me to do?”

“It’s nice to see you awake.” Mother said.

I had forgotten she and Allison were still in the room.

I sighed as mother took the spot I was on and clasped Artemisia’s hand.

“I’ll get you the pain reliever and some soup,” I mumbled, walking to the door.

“The worst and insensitive mate ever.” Laurent snorted.

My shoulder nudged his own, and he gripped my shirt.

“Let him go, Laurent.” Mother ordered.

“But you saw what he did,” Laurent yelled.

He was acting like the brat he was. To begin with, I wondered why I chose him as my Beta.

I guess it was his skills that earned him that spot. If he didn’t get on my nerves and rile me on purpose, he could be an outstanding leader.

But not in the Blue Moon Pack as far as I was concerned, and not whilst I was still alive.

“Let him go.” Mother repeated and he reluctantly let go of my shirt.

I was sure if she wasn’t in the room, both of us would be rolling on the floor and try to see who would overpower whom.

I was glad she was because I didn’t have the time to tussle with him. How to make Artemisia better was all that was in my mind.C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.