Mated To The Cold Hearted Alpha – Chapter 108

Leander

For a moment, my head swam. Where the hell was I? My pulse thudded like a hammer between my temples. Cracking one eye open slightly, I took in my surroundings.

Oh, yeah…the treehouse.

de the telltale signs of my descent into madness. The place was a mess. Empty liquor bottles littered the floor. Clothing to

. The animal had gone from infinite despair to a bloodthirsty mongrel, not safe to be around other wolves, snapping and biting at the least bit of provocation.

spring, a feral growl ripped from my throat, my Wolf excited at the prospect of tearing into fresh meat.

rled, he wasn’t posturing aggression but he was ready for my assault if it happened.

with my mate was too much. My heart constricted to the point where I thought it was going to explode.

through gritted teeth, “You won

. I wasn’t sure I had his confidence in my ability to stop myself before doing something I regretted.

r wall until he settled on his butt with his elbows resting on his bent knees, making himself smaller, fu

detail. “You need a bath.” His nose wrinkled at scents of stale alcohol and sweat.

Of everything I needed, a bath was of least importa

across the floor. It slid to a halt in front of the bed. “Mimi thinks you need more than just raw

hungry anticipation. I began with the large container of meat, gripping each pork chop in one big paw and easily stripping the meat from the bone with my canines.

his was more than just a friendly visit. He had something on his mind and whatever it was, it wasn’t good.

r frame. Lace-up boots covered his feet and shins. His upper body was bare except for an interlocking buffalo bone breastplate. Inch and a half wide leather

ell as long scars on my shoulder and back. So, Ever had kept the bear’s teeth and claws while Asher took the hide and fur. The rest of the pack had greedily eaten the meat as well as dried some into jerky for the winter. No part of the bear had been wasted. It was a delicacy they didn’t often have.

I couldn’t wait any longer and grunted, “What is it?”

dicates a strike might be imminent.”

had carefully cultivated over the years to grow and maintain.

He thirsted to feel his claws tear through their lush flesh and taste their blood dripping down his tongue.

keep just how significantly I was affected under wraps. It hadn’t been formally announced in our pack, but it was pretty obvious since I was no longer around that my father had reassumed the reins as Alpha.

unable to complete that sentence and instead muttered, “….and what has happened since. But it’s impossible to know exactly how much information they have on your current condition. We think they are reacting off of the logical assumption that you are at reduced capacity, testing our borders to gauge our strength and reaction.”

about Lucky? Has he returned?”

ed or plan on assuming their roles.”

nd I would kill anyone who threatened to harm them. Even her. It would destroy me in the process, but I was already dead inside, and I would stop at nothing to keep my wolves safe.

use, I was thankful for it..

this way.”

ver let it go.

ar on our soil. It’s too risky.”

hostility, but there was an edge of fear as well. He was right to be afraid. I didn’t have to tell him the atrocities the Diamante pack was capable of.

myself not to scratch behind my ear, my Wolf itched with bated breath, waiting on his reply. There was nothing he wanted more than to go on a killing spree.

cts they are getting help from another pack. It would make sense because they don’t have the numbers alone. He’d rather confirm everyone’s loyalties before making a move.”

g their true strength and potential, it’s hard to gauge.”

t it leak how damaged I am,” I offered, consi

ugh time to organize a force strong enough to breach our land, and attacking them now without knowing all of the

r rubbed the day-old stubble on his chin. “What

on’t be able to resist me.”

ut loud, “We let them think you’re completely broken and draw them out to a time and location of our choosing.”

nodded. “Ex

oncern. “Is he stable?”

homicidal.”

ing white canines on display. “Alright, then let’s give him someone to kill.”