Alpha Noah

~Abella

My head has never ached so much as in this moment.

Sitting up, I wince against the sunlight streaming through my open curtains. My head throbs relentless, a suggestion of what I got up to last night. Whatever it might have been that I actually did, it’s escaped me, but clearly it had something to do with.

My eyes drift over to my nightstand, where a glass of water lies beside two pills, and a note. Ignoring the pills, I go for the note. The moment I lay eyes on it, my entire heart jumped into my throat.

Bella darling,

Immediately I roll my eyes. Bella? I already know it’s from Cian, since no one else who barely knows me would shorten Abella to Bella before getting tomorrow me. Especially when I’m quite clear with Cian that I don’t like him.

Last night was magical, and I had an amazing time with you and your Sam. It’s a shame you won’t remember it.

Regardless, I wish you the best of luck with your new life. I hope the Alpha treats you right. But not too right.

I hope I see you again soon.

Cian.

(P. S. I left you water and some aspirin for that inevitable headache.)

Gritting my teeth, I pick up the glass of water and drain it. It doesn’t help the dryness on my tongue, but it does quench a small amount of sleep. I’m not going to take the pain pills knowing that Cian has touched them. How did he even get into this house in the first place?

Sam clearly has something to do with it. Maybe she invited him… Either way, as I glance at the clock, I realise I’m going to be late. Again.

It doesn’t take too long to for me to Pack up a taxi considering the little I own. I might be late, but with the throbbing in my head, I’m in too much pain to care all that much. Maybe I shouldn’t have been so stubborn and just have taken the pills.

No. I’m still mad at Cian.

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Looking through my dark sunglasses, we pull up into Noah’s estate. It’s a lengthy estate, my accomodation hopefully nowhere near the actual manor. I might have met Noah, but that doesn’t mean I get any more special treatment compared to anyone else. I’m still just another one of this sad workers who work at the bottom of his estate like some kind of prisoner. A prisoner who gets paid.

The driver drops me off at work before going to drop my belongings off at my new accommodation. I hold my head up, and walk straight in through the back door to the mailroom. Heather is standing at my work table, arms crossed, glaring at me.

“You’re late,” she comments, her foot tapping lightly against the floor impatiently. I wonder how long she was standing there, waiting to catch me out.

“I’m sorry, it won’t happen again,” I murmur.

Heather narrows her eyes on me skeptically. “Why are you wearing sunglasses inside? Are you hungover or something? If so, that’s not the best way to make a good impression.”

Rolling my eyes, I tug my glasses off my head and ignore her as I start my work. I was hoping to keep a low profile and not get noticed by anyone today, or maybe even for the next month. I’ve gotten into my fair share of drama recently with the higher ups. Either Noah is going to fire me soon, or his assistant, who I clearly didn’t make a good first impression with.

“I would tell the Alpha about this, but it seems like he is impressed by everything you do recently. You could burn this place down and he would still somehow forgive you,” Heather comments, lurking in the doorway as I start sifting through mail.

“Envy doesn’t look very good on you,” I comment.

I’m not sure why she would be so jealous. Noah hired me out of desperation, not because I have any real skills. And right now, I don’t doubt he despises me.

“All I’m saying, is that I had to fight to live on his estate for months, and yet here he is, giving it to you without any complaint. And all you’re doing is sorting through his mail, which might I add, we could all do,” she says, to which I simply sigh, ignoring her. There’s no point letting her get underneath my skin.

Finally, she leaves me alone. Quietly, I sort through Noah’s mail, still itching to read through some of his letters, but as promised, I toss the ones pleading affection in the trash. If only they knew what happened to them, they wouldn’t want to write them.

Thankfully, I get through the day without any punishment for being late, and no visits from higher authority. I’m surprised at how grateful I am.

Hopefully I’m not going to get fired.

Once I had finished, as night started to fall, I was escorted to where I would be staying. I’m surprised to see that it’s not too big of a complex, but it’s beautiful made, looking like a hotel. I’m impressed, but in the pit of my stomach, I feel uncomfortable. Who knows when I will next see Sam.

But on the bright side, at least I won’t have Cian trailing me at all times. Well, at least I doubt it. I know the security in this place wouldn’t allow a stranger in.

That’s what will help me me sleep at night.

With my room key in hand, I wander through the foyer and into the halls, looking for my room for who knows how long. I wonder why Noah has this entire place just built for his staff. Something tells me it has to do with him not wanting them to stay in his home. This way, we are close, but not too close to ruin the look of his perfect manor.

As I walk down the hallway, I notice a pair of girls lurking in the doorway to the room. They whisper as I walk past, but I can’t quite gather what they are saying. Brushing my hair behind my ear, I find my door opening it slowly.

Before I even have the chance to step in, I notice them approaching me, nudging each other, still whispering.

“So tell us, is it true?” One of them comments. “Are you the girl who’s managed to seduce the Alpha?”

I pull a face. “What are you talking about?”

“Heather told us what you’ve been up to. How did you get the job, have a threesome with the Alpha and the assistant?” one of the girls asks, grinning at me. I shift uncomfortably. I’ve never seen this pair of girls before. They are both quite pretty, one heavier set than the other, who had thick dark hair. They both have poisonous grins on their faces.

“What are you trying to prove?” I question, considering slipping into my room and slamming my door in their nosy faces.

The girl with strawberry blonde hair sighs. “Nothing, she’s just curious. We both are. Heather is making such a big deal out of this. She said the Alpha hired you himself, which means you had to have come from a wealthy family he’s trying to get his hands into.”

“Or, Allie, maybe there’s another reason,” the brunette comments, winking at me. “Like maybe she’s caught the Alpha’s interest for other reasons.”

What kind of people is Noah hiring?

Deciding I’ve had enough, I step into the room to close my door. I should be getting adjusted to my new life, but instead, I’m being harassed by two of the Alphas staff members. I’m not sure why they are so fascinated with what has happened, even if it is an orthodox situation.

Maybe it’s jealousy…

Noah gave me attention that other girls would kill for. I know how badly these girls want him, and I’m sure some would even kill for a single meeting with him.

“Leave the girl alone. Envy doesn’t look good on you, Stephanie,” I hear from behind my door. I frown, that phrase sounding familiar until I realise it’s coming from Heather, who i spoke it too rather viciously early today.

Without my permission, Heather opens my door, both Steph and Allie peeking around into the room I haven’t even had time to explore yet.

“Ignore these two. They are desperate to get any kind of attention for that Alpha, and when I mentioned what the meetings between you two, they got a little too excited,” Heather says, leaning against my doorway. I fold my arms.

“You can close to door now,” I say.

“You’re lucky you know. The only person who the Alpha ever pays attention is his assistant,” Steph, the brunette says over Heather’s shoulder. “You might not like it, but no one else ever gets this opportunity.”

Sighing deeply, I don’t reply. Heather gets the hint and closes the door behind her. I don’t settle my frustration until they are gone. How can they think so highly of Alpha Noah? Just wait until I tell them the truth about what he is actually like, then maybe they would change their mind.

Just as I turn around to observe my new home forever, I notice something on the kitchen counter.

A note. Anyone else want to send me notes today?

As I approach it, I realise who has sent it. This time Cian isn’t the one sending it. Written in beautiful writing is the Alpha’s name.

Noah.