All Chapters of Lost Alpha: Switched At Birth: Chapter 51 - Chapter 55

Of course.There would be no other reason to seek out the "useless omega" unless the precious Evangeline Snow was in peril. The idea that her safety would somehow motivate me to return to Snow Pointe was laughable. Why would I care about the spoiled, cruel, deceitful pack brat that made my life miserable? She was the reason I ended up in the isolation ward. The reason I couldn't go out and run during my seventeenth moonday. She kept me small and frightened.I smirked at the Gamma's grave expression as if his sorrowful eyes could motivate me to do anything."And that's my problem, how?" I asked, arms folded across my chest as I glared down at him. Unfazed by my aloofness, Olivier approached slowly."Lady Evangeline fell sick some time ago. Small spells that locked her away from the public eye for weeks at a time," he explained, gaze darkening with what I assumed was sadness. With his perpetually scowling face, it was hard to tell. "The spells wouldn't last long, but they were frequent.

The warrior formation broke off from behind us as we continued our entry into the packhouse."You'll be shown to your guest chambers first. The Alpha and Luna are out on business at the moment, but will receive you shortly," Olivier explained in his usual clipped tone. "You are to want for nothing. The servants know to treat you with the respect due to any honored guest."Our procession stopped just before a set of large double doors; the familiar scent of jasmine hung in the air around it. In another life, I passed by these doors with trays of food and imagined what it would be like to stay as a guest of the Alpha and Luna. Pampered. Every whim catered to. Those fantasies curdled under the reality of what I faced.Olivier opened the door, and a decadent chamber sprawled out before me. More space than a single person would ever need. It surpassed even Evangeline's luxurious bedroom. I should have been impressed and flattered by the finery and promise of extreme comfort. But a bitter st

Perhaps warming up to Phillipe was a mistake. The entire time we walked from the guest quarters to the Great Hall, he talked. Nonstop. On and on and on, until I started getting a headache from his excited rambling.How had I forgotten that part about being his friend? You had a small pool to choose from back in the day. I think you were just happy to have anyone acknowledge your existence in a way that didn't cause lasting physical damage, Arya snickered. I hated that she wasn't wrong. The talking had been endearing when I was a lonely child. Now, I couldn't help wondering what his mate thought about it."You are so different than before, Ari," he stated, pausing briefly before the final stretch into the Great Hall. His expression turned pensive as he glanced at me over his shoulder. He hadn't changed much since he was 17. Still tall. Still lean and a bit gangly. He never quite filled out like the rest of the warriors he trained with."You're strong and healthy. And you've got this a