Chapter 69 Showing His Face
Kristen's POV
Everyone was redirected to Calhoun's estate when the post-funeral reception began. And Calhoun is present, quietly standing at a corner and observing the whole scenery in front of him.
He hasn't eaten or drunk anything and I wonder what exactly he has in his mind because his eyes are fixed on a group of Alphas who are involved in a heated conversation.
He and Bruce seem to be having a wordless conversation because they keep staring at each other from time to time.
From my side eye, I notice I am being stared at by someone and when I swiftly shift my gaze to them, it's my mom watching me intently with a darkened gaze.
Who knows if she's thinking of multiple ways to rip my hair out of my head or even murder me?
She sucks in her cheek and toys with her wine glass.
It can be she's recalling how Calhoun pushed her away from him and came to me. The fact that he's not hiding anymore must hurt deeply.
We haven't spoken to each other since the incident at the yacht's bathroom, where she tortured me and attempted to do worse until Bruce showed up.
Ben nears my side once more and wraps his hand around my shoulder.
"Hey, so you want anything to drink?" He inquires.
"No," I shake my head slowly upon knowing he's trying to treat me the exact way that I did at his mom's funeral, "I'm good. Might throw up if I drink anything."
"Oh..." he blinks.
"It's all good, all good," thinning my lips, I throw him a quick forced smile.
Calhoun's eyes are already drilling holes into Ben's body. I know he can't wait to show himself so Ben would keep his distance away from me.
"Someone else has to take over his position as Alpha of the Greyhound pack."
"He never had a son or any child with his wife."
"Nor is his beta fit to be Alpha."
"The Greyhound Council of Elders will discuss this and one of us has to take his place, since we're already Alphas it will be easier.
"I
I am overhearing all the seven Alphas talking and it just irks me because they're all after Calhoun's position.
"Don't you all think it's too quick to talk about this? Calhoun is barely cold in his grave,"
They pause talking and abruptly shift their gazes in my direction.
Of course, it's me.
"What do you know?" One of them, Alpha Hunter, snaps at me.
"You shouldn't talk to them," Ben tries to stop me because his father is involved but I move out of his way, marching towards this group of Alphas without any form of fear because I know Calhoun is here.
"How you ganged up to discuss about his Alpha throne proves that you've always envied him, wanted what he had," I retort, bouncing my head from one Alpha to the other, until it stops at the last.
Alpha Ezra.
His eyes are full of hate as he holds my gaze.
"You forced your way into his life, fucked him, and hurt your mother," he ensures his voice is as loud as much as possible so everyone can hear. Including mom.
I clench my jaw because it's upsetting, people are already staring at us. And upon knowing I can't let Alpha Ezra have the last word, I uplift my chin as I stare at him down my nose.
"You'll never be Alpha of the Greyhound pack," I grit out, completely avoiding Calhoun's gaze because I know it's already on me. Alpha Ezra takes several menacing steps closer to me and fear forms a lump in my throat. He's powerful, can knock my head off my body within a matter of seconds and it'd be too late for Calhoun to even save me.
Something happens before Alpha Ezra can close the distance between us.
Ben blocks his part and ends up getting shoved out of the way.
There's a quick gasp from a few women and this makes my heart thud in my chest because I might end up ruining things for Calhoun.
When Ben's father rushed to his side, Alpha Ezra wraps his hand around my throat and pin me against the wall.
I am so fright-driven that I can feel my heart slamming against my ribcage.
People are watching us and no one, not even one person makes any move to step in. Even Mom has this sadistic smirk on her face as she keeps toying with her wine glass.
"What are you doing?" My voice is shaky when Alpha Ezra leans his mouth closer to my ear.
"Are you sad that you can't ride Calhoun's dick anymore?" He pauses to chuckle before continuing, "I can assure you that my dick is bigger than his."
This sparks irritation and anger inside of me.
"Get away from me!" I try to push him away from me but it's futile because he's so strong.
Alpha Ezra changes the hand on my neck to his left, and he still grabs a glass of wine from a tray that was brought to his side by a butler.
"I can fuck better than Calhoun too, you won't worry about sharing me with your mom. I like my girls skinny with large tits." "Fucking stop!" I wail, because his rotten remark gives me flashbacks of the night I almost got raped by those men. Alpha Ezra tightens his grip on my neck, choking me in the process as he takes the glass of wine to his lips and drinks from it. My eyes are traveling into the back of my head as he chokes me. It feels like all the air is getting sucked out from my body. "I'll choke you like this while I drill my cock in your cunt," Alpha Ezra spits out when I try to free my neck from his grip. Just as he gulps the remaining of his wine, Calhoun comes to my rescue.
He pushes Alpha Ezra away from me and before Alpha Ezra can lunge at him, he takes off his fake beard and the rest of his disguise.
People break into collective gasps when they see his face and Alpha Ezra stops through half a punch. His eyes are welled up in their sockets as if he just saw a ghost and his fist is hanging in the air.