Slaved To The Alpha

Krisna just rolled her eyes heavenward while shaking her head left and right. “When will this end? Ugh.” She thought to herself as she let out a deep sigh. She wanted to do things faster and let this Annual Pack Gathering run fast, so they could go back to their pack. The moment that she stepped into the venue, that’s where everything started. Her sufferings, her weird feeling for Grant… everything. A lot changed in just a short period of time and it was not looking good at all.

3rd Person POV

The next thing Krisna did was Asthrid’s makeup. It was a good thing that Krisna was also fond of makeup and fashion, so she was a bit passionate about putting up Asthrid’s makeup. For this time, she had decided to go for full-face makeup since they were going to a ball.

The lighting there might not be as good as the natural light like the sun, so she put on the extra coverage. Asthrid didn’t have any open pores which made it easier to cover. For the eyes, she had decided to do a smokey eyes pattern as the eyeshadow, and to finish the on her eyes, she put on the eyeliner. A dash of shimmer and glimmer with the metallic highlighter over a little to the cheekbone then a rosy blush. And since the eyes were smokey, she just put on a nude color lipstick. Lastly, Krisna sprayed the setting spray and she’s all set. Her hair and makeup were done, all she had to do now was to fit her dress and pick her accessories.

It took her 2 hours just to do all that, she really puts all her heart into making Asthrid look superb for the Annual Pack Gathering. Asthrid was loving her look, but it wouldn’t be complete without the entire look. She was too excited to go to the Annual Pack Gathering, so she immediately stood up from sitting then walked over to the side where her dress was hanging. It was a beautiful purplish-black dress with long sleeves which best emphasized her arms. The dress features luxurious materials, exquisite beadwork, and intricate design. That dress would surely catch the attention of many while looking at the other side, Krisna’s dress was a total no match for her look and dress.

Asthrid put on a few accessories and then next was her clutch bag and footwear. Everything looked perfectly fine until she looked at the time on her wristwatch. “Oh my God! We’re late for the Annual Pack Gathering! You should get dressed now, maid. Hurry up!” Asthrid pretended to be worried about the time but everything was just according to plan. She deliberately took all the time she needed so that Krisna would go to the Annual Pack Gathering looking like a homeless woman who got lost in the ball.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“Woah!” Asthrid was holding back her laughter because of how Krisna looked when she put on the gown. “Yo-You look like you’re attending service in a convent! You look funny, but that’s cool though. It suits you fine.” She commented until she couldn’t hold back anymore and she started to laugh it off until she began to hold on to her stomach and cried. Krisna was wearing a Pantone 448 C-colored dress which was the ugliest color in the world. It was a drab dark brown color and it was the least attractive color ever. Her dress was a hideous one with long, puffy sleeves and a turtleneck. There was nothing good about it at all.

“Oh, shoot. My makeup!” She suddenly stopped laughing when she remembered she got makeup on. “Maid, fix this!” She commanded once again with a serious tone of voice.

“This is funny, huh? Tsk.” She said in a low tone of voice as she walked over to Asthrid’s directions and fixed the smudged part before they went out to go to the ball.

“Okay, let’s go. You look perfectly fine. You can go like that, we don’t have time.” She told Krisna as if she was in a rush. She couldn’t talk back anymore since Asthrid pulled her out of the room before she could even say a word.

Krisna didn’t even get to brush her hair, but Asthrid made her go looking like that while she was all glammed up. She should’ve expected that something like this could happen because it was Asthrid that she was talking about. Being around her was a roller coaster ride, you couldn’t expect when you were going to fall into her trap so you have to be well-prepared all the time.

As they were walking, people would stare at them… more like they were looking at her who looked like a rug. She was with Asthrid who was looking amazingly gorgeous, but she was the exact opposite. Nothing was looking good about her, so people would only stare and some would laugh secretly. Asthrid was having fun with what she was seeing, deep inside her heart she was screaming in victory. It had already started, the time to embarrass Krisna was here.

Krisna was fully aware of what was happening in their surroundings, she knew what Asthrid had in mind but she just didn’t have that much of a choice. She was mortified, she wanted to consider running away, she wanted to just be eaten alive by the floor and taken her somewhere she could be safe from critics, she wanted to completely run away to finally taste her freedom, but she knew that she had to go. She was destined to go to the Annual Pack Gathering as Asthrid told her.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Alpha Grant was also preparing for the Annual Pack Gathering. It was his first time to host such an event, but she had never intended to. He was just forced to do it.

“Let’s just get this thing over with.” He told himself as he was fixing his tie in front of the full-body mirror. Finally, after a few hours, the Annual Pack Gathering would come to an end and this day would be over soon. Although he was thinking about that, a part of him was saying that he shouldn’t go to the Annual Pack Gathering because the pull would become even stronger with Krisna there. He was having second thoughts, he already talked to Krisna about forgetting what was happening between them, but he wasn’t confident about himself. What would happen later if Krisna was there in the same hall as him again? It was not good.

“You seem tense, Grant. What’s wrong?” Alpha Grant was startled when he heard a sudden voice from behind and when he looked at the reflection in the reflection, it was his mother, Letizia.

She just got in his room to check up on him and good thing she did because her grandson was not in his usual self. Grant was acting all calm and neutral but deep inside, he was somewhat worried about Krisna going to the ball. He didn’t want to go, either, but both Krisna and he didn’t have a choice to decline.