32; For her safety.
Oliver’s POV.
Everywhere was looking perfect like I wanted it to be. All thanks to Freya’s best friend.
He was going to be here soon. Fit the first time in 2 months, he had responded to us. Finally, we were going to get over, spirits hunting people’s houses, stealing and destroying people’s property.
Freya passed by me heading to what I assumed was my grandma's room.
“Freya?” I called.
She turned back “Yeah?”
“We have some important and dangerous people coming here soon”
“I know” She looked around the out pointing out the obvious. The house was decorated more than the usual plain design it had, not that the house wasn’t had beautiful as it was but I wanted to strike a deal with him so I had to make him feel welcome.
“Stay inside, no matter what” I ordered to Freya.
“Why?, I see no reason why I should stay inside.” she folded her arm on her chest.
We don’t usually talk well these days, just our usual good morning and that was it. I missed her quick-witted comeback but not like I was going to let her know.
“Don’t ask questions. Listen to me just this one time” I looked at her pleadingly.
“she is allowed to accompany you, to go welcome your guest but I am not allowed to even come out,” she said with disdain referring to a dressed-up Stephanie standing beside me. Her makeup was more detailed than usual making her look a bit different. She attached her arm to mine smiling when Freya glanced down at it.
“She is different from you, and besides she is my fiancé” she recoiled like the words I had said to her had hurt her. I knew it did from the pain in her eyes.
“Fuck you” she bellowed, walking away with anger stimulating off her.
“Cut the girl some slack” her best friend, Celine said running after Freya. I hadn’t even noticed she was there listening to our conversation “Bitch” she muttered as she passed Stephanie.
“So mannerless” Stephanie shook her head grimacing. The doorbell rang distracting me from what she had said about Freya “I think they are here” she announced, going to answer the door.
A stunt-looking man came in along with his son who looked about my age or so. They both looked around the house nodding their head in approval.
They were both overly dressed for a meeting held in the house. The son was wearing a robe adorned with pieces of jewelry of different kinds, and his hair was neatly arranged and trimmed but his dress was nothing compared to that of his father.
Alpha Romeo was on a flowing robe mostly made of gold. He had a low ponytail on his hair and his lips looked glossy like he had spoiled something to them.
Two guards were behind them. Both of them were bulky, wearing suits with eyeglasses, and stood by the door standing in their stand. Did he think I was a threat to them? You
“Oh alpha Oliver, didn’t see you there” he laughed—of course, he was busy assessing my house, if it was to his overly high taste.
“It is fine. How have you been?” I walked to him, guiding them into the living room and gesturing for them both to sit down.
“As you can see, great” he laughed, finding his response funny “Right, this is my son Will”
The son looked up from his phone, nodded his head, and nodded before going back to his phone—what a spoilt brat. He didn’t look like someone that could hurt a file just a typical childish amateur.
He looked at Stephanie in confusion “And who is this?” he asked.
“His fiancé,” Stephanie said peering up at the attention on her.
“Well, you are too thin for a lady, don’t you think so son?” He tapped his son on his shoulder dragging away his attention from his phone and unto her.
He grimaced “A lot actually” he agreed, making Stephanie cower back into the couch.
“I don’t think I invited you both here, to downgrade my mate or point out things about her body,” I said looking at them blankly. He sat up straighten, his son discarding the phone in his pocket. They looked ready to get back to business.
“From what your beta had written, you were going to exchange his mate melody, to any preferred one he chooses?”He asked unsure of if I knew what He had written when I was the one that ordered him to do so.
I nodded my head “Yes, I would never go back on my word.” I said, Stephanie clung to me resting her head on my shoulder. The public display of affection made me annoyed but I didn’t want to say a thing to avoid questions from him.
“Alright, that would work out,” the son said.
“I would assemble the non-taken girls and you would pick from them. Three days from now” I proposed.
“That’s fine by me. We would also need compensation for the pain she had caused him” the father said.
Pain? Annoyingly it was the other way around “Like what kind?”
“A million dollar” Will named his price.
It was a little money to me but It would be a wrong thing to give it to them “That indirectly means I am buying her from you?”
“I don’t care. It is little compared to what she has caused me and besides that money isn’t going to affect you in any way possible. So why the unnecessary question?” Will retorted.
I was seconds away from choking him to death “ I see” I nodded my head, reserving whatever calmness I had left “You want to exploit me?”
“It is not exploitation when you have too much of it” he answered. I hated how much of a spoilt moron he was.
“Deal or no deal?” His father added, I wished they were a way to go around this so I didn’t have to see their faces and be a witness to their horrible attitude.
People that had had one meeting or another with the father had said he was greedy, I could see the reason so clearly right now.
“Fine, drop your account number on your way out” I would take every measure possible to ensure the pack was going to be safe even though it had to do with their unnecessary demand.
Freya and Celine came out with a tray of tea and biscuits. They gently placed it on the table when the statement uttered next stopped them from going any further.
“Is she part of your maid?” Will asked.
“Who?” I asked. He pointed at Freya making my fist clench. This was the reason I didn’t want her outside he had sighted her. But she had decided to be so stubborn.
“Does she look like a maid to you?” She eyed him with irritation at his outrageous question, I looked at Freya, the sundress she wore made her skin tone stand out adequately. It would not be possible for him not to sight her from the way she was glowing.
“Good” He ignored the look he was getting from Celine and turned to me “Forget about the assembling of the girls, I want her” he pointed at Freya.
“Excuse me” she contorted her face in disgust “I am not a product you could want, so have some respect.”
He laughed throwing his head back “You are cute” he stated.
That was it, I stood up in anger “She is off-limit” I gritted out. “I would get you other girls to pick from like I had promised”
“Why to wait till then when I could have her, I want her no one else,” he said, here he was again displaying his spoilt brat trait— for crying out he was a grown man yet he was acting like a child.
“Well, you can’t have her, like I said she is off limits. Besides she is human”
“I still don’t get what you guys are talking about,” she said, still in the dark.
“I don’t see how that has to do with anything I said. She is human so what?” he smiled.
“You can’t have her.” I used my aloha voice signaling that was the end of the discussion.
He looked at his father knowing this wasn’t left on an argument pattern anymore. “You ain’t saying a thing, father?”
“But Oliver she isn’t taken don’t you—“
“Don’t you dare finish that statement? I have ended this discussion” I whispered harshly to Stephanie cutting her short.
How could she suggest that knowing fully well what men in their pack did to women? And their alpha was involved in women and child trafficking.
We had first suspected he was the reason for the disappearance of the children and women but after a few investigations around his pack, we couldn’t find a trace at all. Making us wonder who the hell again was after us.
“You are going back on your word, Alpha Oliver” his father deadpanned.
“I am not, she is not a member of the pack so she isn’t an option.”
He signaled to his son as they both stood up “Alright, get ready for war” his father threatened.
“We are always prepared, Alpha Romeo.” I smiled at him.
They wanted war. We would give it to them.