My Most Precious Human

The plan

Ian took me to the town center and parked the car right in front of a cell phone shop. It was a lively

street, full of stores and boutiques. It resembled a high-end shopping district… only smaller, far less

crowded, and much more friendly. As I walked out of the car, I instantly saw the smiling faces of people

passing me by. They all looked carefree and peaceful… I narrowed my eyes, scanning their almost

unreal happiness, which made me wonder if their smiles were genuine, or false, and I found myself on

the Truman Show's set. Ian walked out of the car and glanced at me questionably.

"Aren't you going to go inside?" He pointed at the shop's door.

The sound of his voice broke me out of a daze. "I am… I just…" I looked back at him, not knowing how

to explain my weird behavior. "I'm going inside right now." I shot him the beamiest smile possible.

"Fine. I'll wait in the car," he tossed, opening the door on the driver's side.

"Actually…" I stopped him halfway, "Can you give me like an hour and pick me up? I'd like to look

around and buy some girls' stuff."

He sighed at my "girls' stuff" issue, making a troublesome grimace. "Fine. I'll be waiting here at half-

past twelve."

"Thank you," I said, trying to put as much politeness into my tone as possible.

"Yeah, whatever," he tossed, getting back into the car and driving away.

I clicked my tongue. I could see more than clearly that he hated the task he was given, but it wouldn't

hurt him to at least show me a little courtesy.

"The new girl wasn't impressed by my skills and was now demanding, treating me like her chauffeur." I

bet that was what he thought about me.

Well, I wasn't the type to openly complain about someone's bratty behavior, but I hoped that merciful

fate would allow me to kick his ass one day.

I shook the annoyance off my shoulders and walked into the shop to pick a smartphone. It seemed like

I was the only customer. I walked around and stopped by the wall filled with shiny new devices. I

realized that the last time I felt I needed a phone was to contact Carla. Her number had been the only

personal contact I had saved. A sudden sting in the heart reminded me of the night at the casino. I

rubbed my chest, cringing.

"Are you all right?" A lovely female voice asked.

I looked up at the source of the sound and saw a tall blonde saleswoman with long curly hair and

sparkling bright-blue eyes. She had a caring, motherly-like smile while her bright eyes expressed

concern.

"I'm fine… Just an unpleasant memory popped into my head."

I didn't even know why I said that. I was never the person to expose her privacy in front of a complete

stranger, even in the slightest detail. As soon as I heard my voice, I tried to cover my blunder with an

awkward smile, but to my surprise, the woman patted my shoulder.

"I don't mean to pry, but I recognize that look. You lost someone." A compassionate smile painted her

face.

"A friend…" I mumbled, suddenly feeling the irresistible need to confide in someone. "It's a stupid thing,

but I had only one number saved on my previous phone, and it was hers." I shrugged and smiled,

trying to mock that fact.

"Sounds like she meant a lot to you." The blond-haired woman's warm voice sounded almost

therapeutic.

As I realized she might take me for a lunatic, I stepped back and put an "I'm OK" forced grimace on my

face.

"I'm sorry. That must have sounded weird…" I laughed nervously, "I swear I'm a normal person… kind

of…"

She burst out laughing. "You are adorable!" and added, chuckling, "I'm glad that we will have someone

like you in our pack."

"W-what?" She startled me.

"I mean, you are Lilith, right?" she smiled, teasingly.

"H-how did you know?" I stepped away from her, cautiously checking if I truly was alone with her in that

store.

"You match the description perfectly," she smirked and then leaned forward to sniff my smell, "a

dazzling human green-eyed brunette."

I should have expected that everyone already knew about me, but still, I found that creepy. Besides, I

wondered who passed on that kind of description…

"Wow," I muttered, along with an awkward laugh.

"I'm Valery Elrod. A pleasure to meet you. " The woman reached out her hand, grinning.

"Lilith Leber... same here," I smiled, pushing my nerves aside.

"So what kind of phone do you need, Lilith?" In less than half a second, Valery transformed from a

friendly neighbor to a perfect saleswoman.

"A well-secured one," I responded.

"Do you assume that someone from the pack might break into your phone?" she asked, with a hint of

suspicion.

"No. Not from the pack…" I chuckled, a bit intimidated by her intense stare at me. "I would need three

smartphones like that."

Valery raised her hands in surrender. "Ok, no questions asked," she giggled, and reached for a few

models to show me.

I was kind of surprised by how knowledgeable she was. She described every device in the slightest of

detail, explaining the safety mechanisms used in each. I ended up choosing three iPhones with

additional security apps that Valerie suggested. I paid using the money I saved while working at Argent

Investment Bank. Well, at least I finally had a chance to use my payment on something...

"Can you tell me where the post office is?" I asked on my way out.

"Sure thing," she grinned, "It's just around the corner. You need to go left until the end of the block. It's

impossible to miss."

"Thank you, Valerie," I said, nodding goodbye.

"Bye!" I heard her sing cheerfully as I was closing the door behind me.

I had already done the first part of my plan. Now it was time for the next move. Certainly, the two other

phones I bought weren't for me. Each phone had two other phones' numbers saved, and I was going to

send them to Martha and Kanan. It might have seemed rather complicated, but I needed to make sure

that no one from Elora's surroundings would know that we were remaining in contact. Knowing what

Elora was capable of, using new phones was a reasonable precaution.

The post office was just as easy to find as Valery mentioned. I walked inside and instantly met a little

too friendly gazes. I felt as if everyone already knew who I was. I kept smiling, nervously stretching my

mimic muscles until they hurt. All of the people at the post office seemed kind, and they surely were

sincerely curious about me, but the way they all looked at me was slowly driving me insane. I felt as if

they were already preparing to come with my wedding with their Alpha, but, of course… no pressure,

Lilith! Anyway, I did everything I could to ignore them… to some extent, and then I focused on my task.

I knew that I could casually address the package to Kanan. Except for his most trusted servants, no

one would dare check anything that came to the Prince. However, sending a phone over to Martha was

a completely different story. I had to use a little trick, hoping that Martha would receive the phone

eventually… The problem was, I couldn't say that I trusted the person I addressed the package to a

hundred percent or if he was going to be "in the mood" to help me. Of course, I could send both phones

to Kanan, hoping that he would pass one to Martha, but then again, I didn't want to risk someone

finding out that the two of them were plotting something.

"God… so many complications just to contact somebody," I chuckled to myself while writing the

recipients' addresses.

Finally, I walked to the postal clerk's desk to send the packages.

"How quickly do you need them to be delivered?" asked the young man sitting behind the desk.

"As soon as possible," I said, smiling.

He looked at the address I wrote and grinned, "How's today before the evening sound?"

"Amazing!" I called out. "Would that be really possible?"

"A special delivery goes to New Argent City once a week, and that is today. The place you want to send

those packages is on the way," he explained and winked at me.

It didn't sound like a normal service they had provided, but I couldn't refuse such a generous offer. I

gladly handed over the packages and then walked out of the post office as all of the workers watched

me go.

As much as I didn't appreciate Ian's attitude towards me, I couldn't say anything bad about his

punctuality. He came right on time, opened the door for me, and then took me back to Alpha's cozy

fortress. Once we arrived, Ian helped me out of the car, visibly glad that his dull task of driving me

came to an end.

"Oh, I have a message for you, Ms. Lilith," he tossed as I was about to get inside the mansion. "Alpha

Draven invites you to eat lunch with him. It'll be at one o'clock in the dining room, downstairs on the

left."

I nodded, thinking that there was no reason for me to refuse his invitation. Besides, lunch felt "safer"

than dinner with candles… and wine! Lunch didn't require drinking alcohol. I hoped. I went upstairs and

checked the time on my way. It looked like the Alpha dearest was generously giving me ten minutes to

walk down and join him. I sighed and walked into my room, but then I quickly noticed something was

lying on my bed.

It was a dress, a white, delicate cotton and lace dress. It was slightly flared, extremely girly, and gave

off the feeling of purity and innocence. There was a card lying on the dress saying, "Wear me."

"Why does everyone want to dress me?! Am I a doll or something?!" I called out to the walls in my

room, annoyed, but then sighed and decided to submit and wear the dress.

I changed my underwear to white and delicate and then put on the outfit prepared for me. I heaved a

sigh of relief when I noticed that the neckline wasn't as deep as in the dresses Dominique used to

make me wear. Just when I thought that Alpha Draven showed tact and decency, I glanced into the

mirror and froze. The fabric from which the dress was made was light enough to see through my whole

underwear…

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