The Alpha King Call Boy – Chapter 65

Third Person

“An interesting place to meet.” Fiona’s father, dressed in a dark brown suit, had his hands in his pockets and was looking around with judgmental amusement.

“It’s not as if we could meet at my home,” the Queen snapped, giving him a severe look. They were at the home of another nobleman, one who owed Scarlet many favors, and had just retreated into a rather old-fashioned library at the back of the house in order to have a private conversation. The bright morning sunlight pouring in through the high windows illuminated thick, swirling clouds of dust motes everywhere.

rlet’s glare easily, an arrogant smile curling his lips. “You sure have lost a lot lately, haven’t you? Including that nice penthouse office downtown. And, of course, all the l

m and approached the Alpha leader of the Red Moon Pack, a disreputable nobleman who she had alternatingly considered ally and opponent over the years. “I implore you. Allow me to explain to you why I need precisely your help, and why it’s in your best interest to give it to me.”

obleman rolled his eyes. “Alright. I’ll bite. W

at our tracks are covered,” she began vaguely.

e witness. We need to find her.”

skin of his face and neck was growing redder and redder as Scarlet spoke. Yes, of course he remembered everything she was talking about. But he did not agree with her about the witness. “The girl is as good as gone,” he grumbled. “Why go digging around for someone you

yes at her begrudging co-conspirator. “We need to make sure there are no loose ends. Alexander seems to have a skill for catching o

estigation. Sounds like this is your problem.” He narrowed his eyes, feigning confidence and hoping against hope that Scarlet’s next wor

plicate you.” She cut right to it. “If, in the course of my trial, these events from the past co

rowled, his upper lip twitching with frustration. “And what do yo

Fiona

h was confirmed empty.

to catch the call, and snatched up the receiver as soon as I reached the desk, answering without a glance at the caller information on the base unit.

w can I help you?”

, stating my name back to me, was all too famil

ng rising up in my throat.

ng me he’d been drinking. But his words hit me like a punch to the gut anyway.

ow,” I found mysel

e satisfaction of any sort of emotional response. “This is all your fault,” he said. “You abandoned your family. You betray your true pack every day that you stand beside that beast.”

a better man that you could ever hope to be.”

my tongue, though as I said it, my fiancé’s recently uncovered deception did return to my mind. The point was still valid, though. Alexander may have been dishonest, but my father was abusive, greedy, conniving, and stup

h disdain, “are a traitor.”

t deserve it—”

nd louder, angrier and angrier with every word.

e now, after leaving me alone for weeks.

you’ve always got to go and stir the pot,” he continued, even louder still. “Always sticking your nose in places it doesn’t belong.” He laughed dryly, a

s enough.

ather’s words rang in my ears. They were not true, and had only bee

catching me by surprise. I snatched up my wastebin and held it in front of me as I doubled over. But I was dry, with absolutely nothin