Alpha Ryu

-SAMANTHAN-

“What do you mean by I’m not worthy?” Samantha Stomped, her narrowed eyes on her father, Alpha Harry.

“You’re nowhere near worthy, if I must say,” Harry let out, his chin up, chest puffed out, and a confident smile on his face.

“I’m your beta.” I’m supposed to rule after you. I’ve been training my whole life for this opportunity; you can’t just let Craig over here take all the credit,” Samantha yelled, her eyes sending daggers at her stepbrother Craig.

Craig barged in, throwing Samantha off her balance. “Don’t you get it, Step sister?” You’re as weak as ever; you don’t even have a wolf to fight alongside. Just give up; I’m better than you in everything, and there’s nothing that can nullify that fact.”

“Just because you’re a man doesn’t mean I am less capable. As for my wolf, even though I’m yet to get it, I’m still more powerful than you.”.

“Then prove it to us, Samantha,” Harry’s thick voice sent shivers down Samantha’s spine, binding her confidence with her fears.

“Assign me to any task. I will complete it victoriously and show you all that I’m worthy of becoming an Alpha.”

“Bring me the head of the Alpha of the Deadly Fang pack, Ryu. Then I shall reconsider and make you Alpha instead.”

“That’s more impossible than possible. Everyone we’ve sent to eliminate him all comes back injured or without a head, Samantha exclaimed.

“If you’re scared, you might as well just retain your position as Beta and live the peaceful life you so desire.”

“I’m not scared. I shall penetrate the enemy’s territory and bring back the head of Ryu.”

/SAMANTHA’S POV/

Here I am in the enemy’s territory. No friends, no family, and not a single person to accompany me. My heritage, my reputation, and my dignity are all at stake in an impossible task. How can a wolf-less Werewolf be able to behead a mighty Alpha?

“Get over here, Samantha. These floors need scrubbing fast. I wouldn’t want the Alpha killing innocent guards due to your weak bones, Timothy, the personal assistant to the Alpha of the Deadly Fang pack, commanded.

“Yes, sir,” I exclaimed, grabbing the broom and heading for the royal chamber.

Disguising as a maid in the enemy’s territory just to accomplish an impossible mission was the biggest risk I had ever taken. The sight of infiltrators being slaughtered daily by the mighty Alpha Ryu gave me nothing but goosebumps.

“Don’t you think Alpha Ryu is the best in the world?” a thin voice let out. The sight of Sasha, a fellow maid, came to sight.

“Alpha Ryu is just like the others, if you ask me. He’s cruel, ruthless, and definitely not the man any lady should be dealing with.”

“I think he’s handsome, charming, and has a physique every lady would be dying to be underneath.” Sasha responded, her eyes concentrating on the ceiling as she daydreamed.

“Clean that idea off your head. He’s a killer, a man with no pure intentions of saving his people. He kills for fun,” I argued.

“Maybe you’d do a better job if you were Alpha, but you’re just so weak you couldn’t climb the ranks to Scavenger, and you’re stuck here with me cleaning the royal chambers.” Sasha retorted, sending daggers at me.

How dare she talk so lowly to me? The future Alpha of the Moon Hound pack.

“Miss Samantha, are you going to clean the darn floors or you’re going to get killed by the Alpha?” Timothy let out.

“Yes, sir,” I growled, sweeping the floors like my life depends on it.

… After cleaning and scrubbing the various chambers, I was left with one last task: cleaning Alpha Ryu’s chambers. No one was allowed near his chambers, but due to an emergency protocol, I had gotten a request from Timothy to clean it up.

“And who are you?” a voice arched in my head, sending shivers down my spine. I wanted to raise my head and check it out, but I couldn’t. My body wasn’t responding, his aura holding me in place.

“I’m a mere maid; I have been tasked with cleaning up your room for the day.” I stammered, hoping my body would return to me.

“You’re quite lucky. Usually you’d be cut by my sword, but it seems your instincts are much stronger than your body. You survived by an inch, zero bruises, and zero cuts.” His voice resonated around the room, causing a repentance of his voice.

“Thank you, Alpha Ryu.”

“Funny, how you don’t call me Lord. Should I be pissed or should I just finish you off for trying to clean the floor?” He rose from his chair,

“Tamper justice with Mercy, dear Alpha,” I pleaded, fighting the urge to spit on him.

“Alpha Ryu, she’s the new…” Timothy’s voice suddenly came to a halt behind me. I couldn’t sense his presence any more, but the smell of blood penetrated my nose.

“I told you not to do it.” he remarked, pushing me towards the wall as he walked towards Timothy.

"I had to…" blood spluttered from his neck, his eyes rolling backwards as he spoke.

Alpha Ryu gazed at the body, lying before him, a tear rolling down his cheek. "Rest on."

The sight of a body without a neck sent waves of fear through me. Blood spilling continuously from the neck and a sharp sword by its side.

“Poor Timothy, he should have acted like a man and done what was supposed to be done. I’ll just add his head to my collection of personal assistants..”Ryu said, holding Timothy’s head in his arms.

I stared at Timothy’s head, which had slowly begun to disintegrate. I could tell the sword contained some quantity of wolf bane, which meant death or literal weakness.

“Alpha Ryu, that was your personal assistant. Your must-trust man, apart from your beta. How are you going to cope?”

“Let’s see. I’ll have to assign a new personal assistant to survive, but who is worthy of my trust?”.

“Definitely not me,” I blurted out unconsciously.

“I doubt that,” he gazed at me, raising my chin up with his index finger.

“What do you mean, Alpha Ryu?”

“What would you say about a promotion?”