Chapter ７

Alliance or not; Snow’s “inner wolf” is starting to get riled up … and, she’s not going to give any satisfaction to this odious, poser of an Alpha anymore. She looks him dead in the eye; impishly grins; then, looks back over her shoulder down towards her butt, and, sassily retorts …

“Tight, little ass; huh? … Yeah; I don’t know who you’re talking about … but, from what I’m looking at here … it isn’t me.” She turns back around to look at him; still wearing that impish little grin.

Instantly, the Alpha is enraged … more than he’s been so far tonight … and, he leaps up from the bed, and charges across the room; with his hand poised high above his head, ready to strike out at Snow. Before she can even manage to defend herself against the ferocious attack; the Alpha’s wrist is clenched within an excruciatingly, painfully, iron-like grip … then, in an instant, his arm is being twisted with some incredibly, explosive, torqueing force, and, is viciously bent up behind, and, tightly pressed into his upper back. Finally, he’s mercilessly slammed face first into the nearest wall; with the submissive hold still brutally applied.

Snow can’t believe her eyes; as, a huge smile expands across her face. Amanda has that insufferable, miscreant pinned against the wall; writhing in well-deserved pain. As luck would have it for Snow, those two valets were yammering on and on about how the Alpha’s intended bride was talking back to him; and, how they figured she was really going to get it … when word got back to Gamma Darius; and, a within earshot Amanda. Amanda had charged over with the intent to intervene before things had escalated; but, apparently, it was a little too late for that.

A furious Alpha Michael, with his face still pushed up against the wall, and, unable to see behind him; growls in his Alpha tone, “Who are you?! … And; what do you think you’re doing?!”

Amanda’s lips gnarl; as she angrily growls back, “I’m doing you a favor.”

The Alpha scoffs, “A favor?”

“That’s right … a favor.”

“And, what favor is it exactly that you’re doing that requires you to defiantly manhandle the Lightning Bolt Pack Alpha; you wretched wolf-bitch?”

“The favor where I keep you from having to hobble down the aisle tomorrow in a full body-cast. … Because, if you ever lay a finger on Snow … I will break every worthless bone in your worthless body!”

Suddenly; Alpha Jacob, Beta Carlyle, and Gamma Darius come rushing in. Gamma Darius barks out …

“Amanda! Release Alpha Michael at once!”

Alpha Michael mutters under his breath, “Amanda?”

Amanda reluctantly lets go of the Alpha, and, goes over and stands beside Snow; asking her, “Are you sure you’re okay?”

Snow nods; and, gives her sister a smile. Amanda smiles back; then, leans over and kisses Snow on the top of her head. “Good.”

Alpha Michael has been firmly rubbing and kneading his arm; trying to quell the pain inflicted upon it from the aggressive ‘Amazonian-like warrior’. He derisively sneers over at Amanda; and, snidely remarks…

“So … you’re the famous ‘Amazon Amanda’ I’ve heard so much about from members of our Defensive Security Detail? … I guess it’s right; what they say … you really are one ballsy, butch dyke.”

Hearing this instantly riles the ‘inner-wolf’ in Snow back up again; and, she starts to step forward, intending to get in the face of Alpha Michael, and demand for an apology to her sister … but, is stopped just as instantly; by Amanda quickly raising her arm out in front of her, and, slowly shaking her head.

Gamma Darius takes it upon himself to offer an apology to the visiting Alpha, “Alpha Michael; I humbly apologize on behalf of my daughters’ ill-manners.”

“Darius, please; just call me Michael. We are all high ranking members in our packs; so, there’s no need for formalities between us. And; there’s no need for you to apologize for your daughters.

Amanda is a true, bona fide warrior; and, we all know that they can be bit a hot-tempered. But, seeing how she’s an indispensable member to any pack lucky enough to have her serve them; her occasional indiscretions can surely be overlooked.” He looks towards Snow and sneers. “Now … as far as the other one is concerned … I suppose she’s just too much of an unruly mutt to know any better.”

Amanda lips quickly contort into a gnarling posturing; and, she threateningly growls at Alpha Michael. Gamma Darius immediately growls back using a highly, authoritative tone at Amanda to reprimand her. Satisfied that he at least has the blind loyalty of their father … who has no hesitation to apologize for, and, readily rebuke his apparently out of control daughters … Alpha Michael speaks up …

“Now; if you all would be so kind as to leave my room … it’s getting rather late; and, I’d like to go to bed.” He leers at Snow; while tauntingly saying, “I have an early day tomorrow … after all; I am getting married.”

Snow shots him a repulsed grimace in response; as Amanda takes hold of her hand, and, gives it a light squeeze to remind her sister that she was there for her.

Alpha Jacob adds, “That’s right; of course. We should all get going and allow Alpha Michael to rest up.” He turns to the Gamma. “Darius; it’s probably best that you take your daughter’s home now, too.” He delivers an admonishing glance over at Snow. “I’m sure the bride herself also needs some rest.”

“You’re absolutely right; Jacob.” Gamma Darius sternly looks at his daughters. “Girls; get going. … Amanda; make sure you put your sister to bed … I want her well rested. I want everything to go smoothly tomorrow.” He reproachfully glares at Snow. “I hope I’m making myself clear.”

Amanda replies, “Yes; Father … crystal clear.” She wraps her arm under Snow’s; and flippantly quips, “Come on, Snow, let’s go; Alpha Michael needs his beauty rest. Hopefully, if we leave now; it will be enough time before the ceremony tomorrow.”

Gamma Darius snaps, “That’s enough, Amanda!” He turns to the fuming Alpha. “I apologize Alpha Michael.” He fiercely glares back at Amanda. “Now … get out of here! And; see to it that your sister is properly prepared for the ceremony.”