Chapter 23
After staring at Phoebe one last time, I pulled away from her, adjusting my clothing and fixing my gaze on Elsa.
Meanwhile, the blonde Barbie doll, who wore a tight yellow dress that reached her knees and had excessive makeup on her face, had her gaze on me, her jaws clenched in anger.
What the heck was she angry for?
Phoebe was my mate and I’m the Alpha. I had every right to do whatever I wanted with her wherever I wanted.
Besides, this was my house!
“Sorry for… Interrupting.” Elsa suddenly muttered, her eyes falling on my hardened dick.
She scoffed, a grin appearing on her face before she spoke again. “Anyway, as I was saying, I got you some goodies, Kaene. A p>
“What are you doing here, Elsa?” I asked as I proceeded to sit like nothing just happened.
Phoebe was about to sit on the chair to my right when Elsa suddenly walked over and sat there with a smug smirk.
“Oh, excuse me, I didn’t see you there.” She blurted sarcastically, winking at Phoebe.
I could tell the latter was fuming already but managed to control her anger, stomping to the chair to my left Instead.
Meanwhile, Elsa turned her gaze to me, placing her hand on my arm. “And, Kaene, didn’t your mother tell you that I was moving in with you guys? I’ve always loved this place… So many memories from when my Dad and I used to visit yours for their business meetings p>
Yes… How could I forget?
Mr. Thatcher, Elsa’s father and one of the wealthiest men in the pack used to be close friends with my father— moon rest his soul.
During those times, he and Elsa used to visit the Alpha mansion, where the cunning old man would team up with my mother and try to get me to play with her.
It never worked.
“Well, I guess there’s always room for you, Elsa.” I shrugged, glancing at Phoebe.
She seemed uneasy, playing around with her food while trying hard to avoid my gaze.
Oh, she was mad alright.
And that put a little smile on my face.
“Maids, take my bags and the shopping items to Alpha Kaene’s room, would ya?” Elsa suddenly snapped her fingers at the maids while still holding onto my arm.
What p>
“What do you mean, MY room?” I queried, dimming my eyes at her. “There are several rooms in this mansion. What’s stopping you from putting your things in any of them p>
She pouted, leaning closer to me. “Why, it’s because you’re not in any of them, Kaene. What, don’t you want a roommate who has some… Class?” She glanced at Phoebe just then, obviously trying to spite her.
It seemed she accomplished that as Phoebe scoffed, rolling her eyes. “I think I’m full. Thanks for the breakfast, my Alpha.” She bowed her head dramatically before getting up.
However, before she could leave, I grabbed her arm, forcing her to swerve her head to me.
“Sit,” I commanded, my tone devoid of emotion.
Her gaze was piercing as she glared first at my hand around her arm before looking at Elsa who was busy smirking like a little devil.
Finally, Phoebe remarked. “I do not wish to interfere in… Whatever it is you two have going on. So, I think I should leave p>
I scoffed, shaking my head. “And I’m insisting you sit, Phoebe. Don’t tell me you’re getting jealous p>
Her cheeks flushed red with a mix of embarrassment and anger as she tried looking away, but that only made me smirk.
So she could get jealous, huh? For a second there I thought she hated me and wanted nothing else but to get rid of me.
Suddenly, Elsa chimed in. “Oh, come on, Kaene. Let her go if she wants, after all, she probably wouldn’t be able to understand us when we start talking about important stuff like pack politics and making a living p>
Gosh, must she always make everything about class and money?
Irritated, I yanked my hand away from her causing her to gasp in shock. However, before I could say anything, Phoebe finally snapped.
“Saying I’m the one who doesn’t know anything about pack politics or ’making a living’ is ironic, Elsa.” She sniggered, managing to slip her arm out of my hold while fixing her gaze on Elsa. “First of all, I’m a member of this pack who knows about the imbalance when it comes to social standing and the silent suffering of the low-class majority p>
I blinked at her, a bit surprised at her outspokenness. But she was far from finished.
Wow p>
I glanced at Elsa who had her mouth wide open, blinking like she’d seen a ghost.
The maids who were still standing close to the dining table with Elsa’s bags and stuff all had their mouths agape, equally speechless.
It seemed Phoebe had read her to filth once again. It was rare to see someone outmatch her when it came to trading words.
That seemed like all the bitch was useful for… Until Phoebe came in.
“How dare you?!” Elsa screeched, standing up like she was about to fight.
However, Phoebe held out her hand, hushing her. “There’s no need for your yapping. You want Alpha Kaene, right? Have him p>
After saying that, she gave me a dirty look before waltzing out of the dining room.
Silence descended in the room soon after as Elsa stood there, blinking while breathing like she was about to have a panic attack.
“Can you believe her?” She turned her gaze to me, disbelief laced in her voice.
But I ignored her, getting up as well. “I think I’ve lost my appetite. You can carry on with eating, Elsa.” I muttered, before turning my gaze to the maids who tensed up. “And you all better make sure those bags don’t come anywhere near my room. Is that understood p>
They nodded their heads while bowing repeatedly, but I ignored that as well, proceeding to scurry out of the dining room, following behind Phoebe who was heading upstairs.