Chapter 201 Doing The Most

Chapter 201 Doing The Most

Let Me Go, Alpha Calhoun 201
Calhoun's POV
"We have a problem, Calhoun," Bruce doesn't even wait for us to alight from the car, or ask us how things went at the Silverline pack, he just goes straight to the point.
"What do you mean by that?" I hold his gaze and try to mind-link with him, but he doesn't let me.
"It's Nana Joyce, she wants Kristen out," Bruce blurts
out.
"What!?" Kristen and I exclaim at once.
'Your grandmother already released the woman and let her in while you two were away," the look on Bruce's face gives out that there's more he has to say, but he wants me to find out myself.
"Why would she ever do that?" Kristen has her face in a frown, showing signs of disbelief.
"Because she thinks you're out to ruin Calhoun," My beta is stupid enough to say this to my wife's face.
"Is this a prank, Bruce? Cause Nana Joyce would never do that..." Kristen presses on, and I can feel my temper rising because Bruce wasn't supposed to say this in front of her, when I am capable of handling things myself.
"She..."
"Hold on for a second," I instruct Kristen before pulling my beta away from her.
"Are you serious about this?" I glare at him.
"Yes, Calhoun. You need to handle this situation Asap, or things will get out of hand," Bruce pants and puffs and stares at me with urgency.
"Go in and rest, I'll meet you shortly," The last thing I'll want is for Kristen to know this is in fact, true.
"What's with Bruce and the prank he's trying to pull?" Kristen looks at me innocently.
"Just go, I'll be right there with you," I whisper, after pressing a quick kiss to her hair.
"Fine."
"What is it that I've been hearing? You brought in a woman," I go straight to the point upon barging into my grandmother.
"Yes, Calhoun, she's to be your wife," Nana Joyce agrees.
For a moment, I look away to scoff, before returning my gaze to her.
"Why on earth would you even do that?" I ask calmly.
"Because she needs to go," Nana Joyce says as if she has every right to.
"Stop this madness grandmother, do not interfere in my life and my marriage," I warn, already having enough of her silliness to my neck.
"I can't afford to lose my only grandson, I won't sit back and let that happen because of Kristen," Nana Joyce continues, glaring at me in return.
"Now you seem to be on the edge," I point out,
wanting her to stop this madness.
"I am your grandmother, the only parental figure you
have left, and its high time I take matters into my hands by sending that woman away," she insists.
"Kristen is my wife," I snap.
"Too bad she won't be anymore," Nana Joyce looks me right in the eye.
'You don't get to decide, Nana Joyce, I am not nine anymore, I am a man and I make my own choices..."
"Enough with all of that nonsense!" Nana Joyce snaps
And I clench my jaw at this.
"Make your presence known," Nana Joyce instructs.
It takes a second for me to figure out that it's not
even me she's referring to.
Suddenly, a woman walks out wearing a white dress.
Wait a minute, why does she look and smell so
familiar?
And she seems to have her eyes at her feet, avoiding
my gaze.
"Meet the woman who was your wife from the beginning," Nana Joyce has a satisfied smile on her
face.
And slowly, the woman lifts her head and let her eyes
meet mine.
For a second, everything narrows and all I can recognize is my shock and the person in front of me.
"Welcome back, Calhoun. It's so good to see you again."
Natalie? What the fuck is she doing here? Wait a minute, is this even real? Why the fuck didn't she run away? She was dumb enough to stay and wait for my return? Unbelievable.
"I paid her a visit in prison, while you were away...
turns out she wasn't in her right state of mind when she kidnapped her own daughter and killed the father. There's proof from the pack doctors that she's sick in the mind. And then you were cruel enough to lock her away this whole time," Nana Joyce explains calmly, as if the person who she's referring to, is a saint.
"Are you out of your mind!?" The way I yell at my grandmother makes her flinch because I haven't yelled at her this way before.
"What has gotten over you, Calhoun?" Nana Joyce blinks in confusion.
"HOW DARE YOU!?" I growl at Nana Joyce, forgetting my respect for her and losing my temper.
"Don't speak to me like that, Calhoun! Natalie was at the best version of herself before you started cheating on her with her daughter, claiming you two were mates when it turns out the girl already has a mate and what you felt for her wasn't real, it was all lust," Nana Joyce continues stubbornly.
"You don't fucking know what you're spurting, Nana
Joyce! How could you release a murder, someone who is a potential threat to Kristen, Aiden and our unborn child!" I have never felt this betrayed by my own grandmother like this before.
"Calhoun..." she's trying to speak when I interrupt
her.
"Don't fucking say anything, you're in the wrong to
do this," This is the first time I am talking to my grandmother like this, and I don't even care.
"You have proven to be worse than I expected of you," I snarl.
"Will you just calm down and..."
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP!!! I roar at my grandmother, already seething in ten shades of red.
And her mouth parts in horror from this... surprise
takes over her face.
Why the fuck didn't Bruce tell me about this from the beginning? Why did he let Nana Joyce free Natalie from the dungeon!? I am losing my mind right now.
"Calhoun, please hear me out..." Natalie even has the effrontery to speak to me.
"Guards!" I yell, calling out to them because I can't
stay in the same room and inhale the same scent of air with Natalie.
"Alpha Calhoun...." they stop upon getting inside and wait for me to give them an order. "Calhoun, my grandchild, I will tolerate you disrespect just this once because I didn't inform you
beforehand, but went ahead to release Natalie while you were away," Nana Joyce say softy, "Let us talk things through. There's no need to make a fuss about this."
"Please, Calhoun...just give this a chance," Natalie implores.
"Take the prisoner away from this premises and lock her up right now!" I command authoritatively. "No!" Nana Joyce screams as the guards approach Natalie, and then she jumps in the way like a shield protecting Natalie. What the fuck is going on between the two of them? Since when did they get this close?
"You will have to get through to me first before you take her away," she declares, breathing rapidly