Chapter 13: Alpha's Revenge
“And why would give a complete stranger guardianship over me and my companies? That makes absolutely no sense.”
“You will do it otherwise I’ll hand you back to that ex-Beta of yours and let him deal with you. I’m sure that he’ll be happy to have you back to stand trial for whatever crime you’ve committed.” he smirks at me.
“Fine, send me back. The only crime I’ve committed is not giving him the same thing that you’re asking me for now. What you both fail to realize is that no matter what happens, there is no legal way for either of you to take control of the companies. Whether I give you guardianship or not doesn’t matter. They still can’t do anything without my signature and consent.” The smirk fell from his face and I smiled.
“On second thought, I think I know of a better way to handle this matter.”
“Oh, I can’t wait to hear this brilliant idea.” I say sarcastically.
“I believe you’re going to love it, because it is simply to die for.” He smiles.
“Ahh, let me stop you before your little brain explodes. You see, if I die whether my natural or unnatural causes whether human or supernatural, everything gets liquidated and the money goes to specific charities. Killing me won’t get what you want.” I sit up straighter to see what he says next. I can see the wheels turning in his head. He’s frustrated by this news and is trying to find another solution and all I can do is laugh in my head.
“Well, there is one more solution that I believe will get you to change your mind.”
“And what would that be?” I ask with a sigh. These people really are idiots. I can see now why my father didn’t keep his contract, the guy didn’t bother to do further research to find out about me or my companies.
“That’s for me to know, but you shall find out soon enough little Alpha.” He turns and walks out with the girl trailing behind him and I hear the door lock.
**Chapter 7 (2 Years Later)**
I’ve been in this hellhole for two years now. The only thing bothering me is that I have no idea what happened to Ally and Fredrick. Hopefully they went ahead to the royal pack or back to Fredrick’s new pack. The thought of what would happen to Ally if Ramsey got a hold of her makes my blood run cold. I hate the fact that I missed the chance to meet the King and present my case. As far as I know, Ramsey hasn’t been looking for me anymore, but I don’t know for certain since nobody here talks to me. There’s one girl in particular that hates me, but I have no idea why. She screamed at me that she hates that I’m here one day while I was serving breakfast. Yeah, the bastard made me a maid basically. I’m the only one that is allowed to clean his office and bedroom, and let me tell you, that bedroom is a mess. The smell alone in there is enough to make me puke.
_“Have they ever heard of washing up before and after sex?”_ I asked myself as I cleaned his nasty bedroom.
As I continue to clean the room, my stomach starts to rumble. I should have eaten, but eating before coming in this room would be the wrong idea. I’d only end up vomiting whatever I ate. An hour later and I am done with his room, and I head downstairs to put the cleaning supplies away and grab myself a sandwich and an apple. Apart from the beatings I get for talking back and anything else I do like breaking the hand of a guard that gets particularly handsy with me, I’m not treated that bad by him which has me skeptical. I don’t know what his end game is but I know that he is plotting something.
After getting my sandwich, I sat down on a barstool and ate my lunch, thankful for the peace and quiet. Nobody is usually here during this time of day, but sometimes that bitch Tabitha and some of her friends come around. That old collar was taken off of me and replaced with another one only without the shock factor. The good thing is that it was off long enough for me to regain a good deal of my strength to heal myself faster before they put the new one on.
I get up to wash my plate after finishing my food and head to the back stairs that lead up to my room. The only time I’m put in a cell is when I “act out” as he calls it, which just means that I’ve said or done something to defy him. According to him, he is the only Alpha on the premises and I disagreed of course. If I could learn to keep my mouth shut sometimes, I’d be good but I’m an Alpha and I refuse to be disrespected. A scent hits my nose and I know there is going to be trouble. To avoid this, I try to get up the stairs and out of sight as fast as I can but today, I wasn’t fast enough. My hair is pulled and on instinct I twist and punch the assailant in the face. I hear a crack and know that I just broke her nose. Damn, I’m going to be in trouble again. Oh well.