The Last Item on My Alpha’s List Chapter 01

The Last Item on My Alpha’s List Chapter 01

My Alpha fiancé, Damon Voss, had this habit of writing everything into his Priority Ledger.

His wolf instinct liked to rank everything.

I smiled and asked him, “The marking ceremony is a big deal. Shouldn’t it be number one?”

But every time, he’d reply, “I’ve got other things to take care of.”

I never knew what could be more important than our marking ceremony.

Until I got hit with appendicitis. The car taking me to the pack hospital suddenly turned around halfway.

Damon explained it off like it was nothing. “Mira cut her hand. She can’t stand the sight of blood. I have to go get her.”

Mira Quinn, my best friend, and his Omega assistant.

I was doubled over in pain, but he still left me alone in the car.

Right then, his work computer lit up, and I saw an “Alpha Priority Ledger” on the desktop:

[Help Mira first.]

[Take Mira to Iceland for the aurora.]

[Pay off Mira’s family debt.]

Over 208 entries, all about her.

And “marking ceremony” was at the very bottom.

So the most important thing in my life came dead last in his heart.

I clicked the mouse and deleted it from the Alpha Priority Ledger.

If it wasn’t that important, then I didn’t want it anymore.

***

By the time the two of them came downstairs, I was nearly passing out from the pain.

The passenger door suddenly swung open.

“You know the rule. Mira gets carsick. Give her the front seat.”

I bit my lip hard, sweat pouring down my face.

“Damon, I can’t hold on much longer…”

But he didn’t budge.

I practically crawled into the back seat.

Mira had just been crying, her voice hoarse, looking all guilty.

“It’s my fault, I took your seat again. Let me turn on the seat warmer for you, it’ll help.”

She adjusted the controls smoothly.

Damon had just inherited Voss Pack from his father. The very first thing he did as Alpha CEO of Voss Pack Holdings was buy this Bentley.

He told me, “Now you won’t have to squeeze onto the subway anymore.”

But ever since he found out Mira got “carsick,” he kept shoving me into the back seat.

“People with carsickness get priority for the front.”

Right then, my inner wolf curled up in agony.

I collapsed weakly onto the back seat, unable to say a word.

At the pack hospital in the dead of night, there was only one doctor on duty in the ER.

“Her wound is quick. Treat her first.”

Damon blocked me, put his arm around Mira, and pushed her toward the doctor.

But werewolves heal fast, the cut on her hand was already about to close up.

The doctor shot me a sympathetic look, but under Alpha command, he immediately started bandaging Mira.

I sat on that cold chair for over half an hour before I finally got an IV.

“Astra, it’s just I’m so scared of blood. That’s why it took a little longer.”

Damon came over carrying two cups of hot cocoa and handed us each one.

I pushed it away, expressionless.

“Damon, I’m lactose intolerant. Shouldn’t your wolf know that by now?”

In his “Alpha Priority Ledger,” there was an entry: [Memorize all of Mira’s allergens in one go.]

I’d told him about my lactose intolerance a hundred times, and he still hadn’t remembered it.

Damon paused, a flicker of irritation in his eyes.

“Then don’t drink it. God, you’re so high-maintenance.”

Just then, the doctor came out with the test results and suggested I get my appendix removed to avoid future flare-ups.

I was about to nod and agree when Damon cut in.

“No. Tomorrow Mira has a maintenance crew coming to fix her pipes. I need to be there.”

“The surgery can wait. But Mira isn’t safe alone.”

All the pent-up hurt burst out, and tears filled my eyes.

Even my health came after Mira.

I forced a bitter smile. “I can take care of myself. Do it now.”

Under Damon’s dark and stunned gaze, I was wheeled into the OR.

The moment the anesthetic needle went in, I heard muffled laughter from outside.

Mira teased, “She’ll come out crying. She’s always scared of surgery.”

Damon’s competitive streak flared up instantly.

“I bet 500 dollars she won’t. She hates being laughed at.”

The laughter outside kept going. I gritted my teeth and wiped away the tears on my face.

I was his mate, his future Luna.

Yet I was at the bottom of his Alpha Priority Ledger, and nothing more than a tool to make Mira laugh.

How ridiculous.

If that’s how it was, then I was done with him.