Transmigrated: The Lycan King's Pet
Chapter 56 Confrontation

Chapter 56: Chapter 56 Confrontation

"I see you have grown close to Alpha Damon, to the extent of riding his favourite horse with him," her voice dripped with venom.

I furrowed my brows at her words. "I don’t understand where you are driving at." I played dumb, it sounds more stupid to hear the words from their mouth.

She scoffed, before stepping closer to me, too close. "You are invading my personal space." My eyes turned stern.

But hers was more stern, her eyes burned gold. "Do you want me to spell it out for you?" She was inches away from me. Our eyes locked in a fierce battle.

"Yes." I deadpanned.

A growl rumbled from her chest. "Stay away from him!"

I chuckled, before bursting into a fit of laughter. "I’m afraid I can’t."

The veins on her face popped out in anger, she raised her hand up to strike me. "If you do that, you will lose your arm. Alpha Damon will rip it off," I muttered.

Her hands hung midway. "Liar."

"Why don’t we find out?" I shrugged my shoulders.

Her lips trembled, before they turned into a smile. "You looked so serious. I was only playing with you." She patted my cheeks.

I remained silent.

"Of course, you should do your job as his pet—oh, I meant his breeder. But it seems like you haven’t climbed his bed yet."

"Oh, about that, we are waiting for the perfect moment. I heard banging under the moonlight is a pure bliss. We might fuck throughout the night," I said with a smug on my face, I looked straight in her eyes without batting an eyelid.

From her bitter expression, I bet she wanted to wipe it off so bad. But she quickly masked the rage in her eyes with a sweet smile. "Of course, it is a pure fantasy," she drawled.

"I’ll let you know the details after we have done it. Do you think he will be gentle, or rough? I hope he is rough because I prefer men that fuck like a beast, a crazy one..."

"Ember!" Allison’s fist flew inches away from my face before slamming into the wall, cracks forming on the wall like a spider web.

"What?" I blinked innocently at her.

She inhaled sharply. She tried to smile but failed miserably. "I don’t think I want to hear the details."

A fake sad expression crept on my face. "Oh, is that so? I know you would love to join the fun. Threesome is perfect..." My eyes locked with hers. There was a faint part of her that would readily agree to it.

"...But I’m very possessive. I don’t like to share." I flashed her a smile.

"Fuck you," she muttered underneath her breath, but I heard her clearly. "I don’t like to share too. Have fun... if you can." Her voice turned dangerously low, her gaze narrowed darkly at me.

She patted my shoulders, before she turned and walked away.

As soon as her figure disappeared into the sharp corner, my legs gave way. The cold tile floor welcomed me with its chills. My heart pounded in my ears, my fingers trembled so much that no matter how I tried to stop it, it just wouldn’t.

My stomach churned as I glanced at the place where she had punched. If that was me, my head would have been smashed like a potato. Cold beads of sweat trickled down the side of my face. ’Fuck, she was so terrifying.’ I tried to calm my racing heart.

........

Footsteps echoed through the hallway. The footsteps stopped in front of a brown door. The door flung wide open, before shutting closed again.

In the room, a piercing yell echoed. Allison’s ragged breath filled the air. "That low slum bitch. She purposely annoyed me." A chair flung to the wall, smashing into pieces.

"She thinks she can get him to herself? I have known Damon since childhood, and I won’t give him up for anybody... definitely not a breeder." Her eyes burned with fury. Slowly, they turned into mischief.

"Let’s see how long you can survive before Damon snaps that little neck." Her claws dug into her palm. Slowly, blood dripped on the ground.

.......

(Back in the hallway)

I remained on the floor. Hurried steps approached me. I looked up to find Lydia and Caroline, their eyes held concerns.

Lydia squatted to my level. "Are you okay?"

Caroline knelt beside me, her fingers wrapping around me.

I nodded to Lydia. I was okay, but yet I couldn’t shove away the feeling that something bad was going to happen.

"So that was Alpha Allison," Caroline muttered.

"You know her?" I turned to her.

Caroline nodded. "I don’t know her personally, but we have heard of her name a lot. She is the most prestigious female Alpha, and it is no secret she has had her eyes on Alpha Damon."

"Really? Can you guys tell me everything you know about her?"

’Like the famous saying, one must know your enemies to be able to win against them.’

Lydia placed a hand on my shoulder before giving a squeeze. "Why don’t we tell you about her while you eat? And besides, the ground is cold."

Hesitantly, I sighed before agreeing to her suggestion. I stood up, my eyes flickered back to the cracked wall again. My throat tightened. Alpha Allison was becoming a thorn at my side, one that I needed to remove.

...

After stuffing myself with enough rice and meat, I sat down sluggishly on the chair with my slightly bumped stomach.

"Lydia, you are the best cook ever." I gave her a thumbs up.

She smiled at me. "And you are the most gluttonous werewolf I’ve ever met." She glanced at the 10 empty dishes on the table.

"That’s because you cook good food."

"Those are only sweet talking." She flicked my forehead, before she sat down on the next chair to me.

I rubbed my forehead, as I pursed my lips in pain. "So, can we talk about Alpha Allison now?" I asked cautiously.