Love Me Alpha

BELLY

My husband never looks at me.

He was the most powerful Alpha in the entire world. The kind of man who made hearts skip with a single glance. The desire of every female.

I counted myself lucky to have him, even though his eyes always seemed to pass right through me.

I was sure it had to do with the fact that I always appeared unattractive. My whole life, I've heeded Annalise's advice and always kept my long hair in a bun, made sure I didn't apply any makeup and wore glasses to help with my eyesight. I got so used to the glasses that I didn't even realize my eyesight had improved.

But today... today, everything would change.

Kage was finally going to look at me and see the beautiful woman he'd been married to for five years.

Now my hair tumbled down my back, brushing my waist. When I was a child, I would often have strangers pause to admire the uniqueness of my hair. Its color was rare-charcoal gray, with soft ash tones dusting the tips.

No one in our world had my kind of hair.

I asked for a makeup artist, and they worked magic on my face. My hazel eyes seemed bigger, glowing with a happiness I could finally see in the mirror.

Today was special in more ways than one. After three long years, I would finally see my husband and daughter again.

Oh, Michelle! Four years old already. I wondered what she looked like now. Did she have Kage's eyes, or did she take after me?

It was also the day I would share my 'important' news with him. Maybe, just maybe, we could enjoy ourselves before that moment arrived.

Sitting by the window, eyes searching the street for his car, my thoughts wandered back to the very first day I saw him.

It was ten years ago, in the Alpha's Academy.

Apart from being the heir apparent to the most powerful Alpha, he was the most handsome male in school.

I liked him just like everyone else, but he didn't even know someone like me existed.

One day, I gathered my courage to confess my crush. I stayed up late, baking cookies I planned to give him the next day. It was-

My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door opening. My heart soared when I saw Annalise coming in. My dearest sister! The only one who's been there for me!

"You're here! Is he with you?" I squealed, springing to my feet, excitement bubbling over and spilling out of me.

But Annalise didn't move. She stood frozen in the doorway, her eyes wide like she'd seen a ghost, or maybe a stranger wearing my skin. Her gaze slowly traveled from my eyes to my toes, her lips parting in disbelief.

"B-Belly?" She stammered. She looked like she was trying to convince herself that I was real. That I was the one standing in front of her.

I giggled, eyes dropping shyly to the floor as warmth crept up my cheeks. At twenty-four, I still felt like a giddy teenager with a secret crush.

I lifted the hem of my floral dress and twirled, the hem fluttering around my thighs like petals in a breeze. "How do I look?"

But my sister's reaction was far from the praise I'd hoped for.

"What're you wearing?!" She shrieked. "Why is your hair down?! What is this makeup on your face? Why are you wearing this short dress?"

She looked like she'd just walked into a haunted house and found her sister possessed.

My heart plummeted, heavy as a stone in still water. I stared down at myself, shame prickling up my spine. Was I really that awful to look at?

"Everyone told me I looked good and different," I mumbled, my fingers fidgeting with the edge of my dress.

"W-Well, they're lying to you! I've told you, honey, your hair color is awkward and shouldn't be seen by others. You shouldn't wear short dresses because they'll reveal the scar on your knee. And makeup doesn't look good on you! I thought we agreed on that already? Besides, where are your glasses?" She dropped her purse onto the chair and made a beeline for the vanity table.

"Doctor Cruz took them away," I said quietly.