Chapter 122: The Alpha’s Defiance
Chapter 122: The Alpha’s Defiance
(Connor’s POV)
“Isn’t it because I haven’t had time to notify you yet?” I checked my Timber Wolf Chronograph Watch, the platinum gleaming under the foyer lights. “It’s getting late, I have to take the documents and leave quickly.” Eleanor frowned slightly, her amber eyes flashing with disapproval. Her tone carried a hint of reproach that made my wolf bristle with irritation.
“Have dinner before you go,” she insisted, stepping closer with the authority of a pack elder. “I’ll cover for you if anything happens.”
I dismissed her offer with a wave of my hand, my Ice–blue eyes cold and distant. “You can’t represent Rivers Pack Headquarters alone, Grandmother.”
My voice carried the finality of an Alpha who would not be swayed. “You’ll soon receive a call to return for a board meeting.”
Without another word, I turned and headed for the stairs. The Moonlight pack family stood frozen in the foyer, their expressions shifting from confusion to offense.
Professor Edmund Blackwood cleared his throat, his scholarly demeanor barely concealing his growing irritation. “What does your grandson mean by this?”
His voice rose with indignation as he gestured toward his granddaughter. “Victoria is such an accomplished young woman, and he didn’t even say hello when she stood in front of him.”
Edmund’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “Is he pretending not to know, or does he really not understand what
this meal means?”
Eleanor’s face flushed with embarrassment, her wolf stirring restlessly beneath her composed exterior. The
insult to the Moonlight pack was unmistakable.
Vanessa Reed watched the scene unfold with barely concealed satisfaction. Her violet eyes gleamed with
malicious pleasure as she observed Victoria’s humiliation.
This pretentious little princess isn’t worthy of my foster brother, she thought smugly. Connor has better taste than to settle for some bookish academic’s granddaughter.
Eleanor forced a strained smile, her diplomatic training warring with her wounded pride. “Connor is probably just in a hurry with urgent pack business.”
Her voice carried false brightness that fooled no one. “We’ll introduce him to Victoria properly later when he
has more time.”
Vanessa and Victoria’s eyes met across the uncomfortable silence. Victoria offered a polite smile, her refined upbringing demanding courtesy/despite the slight.
But Vanessa’s expression remained coldly hostile, her violet eyes boring into Victoria with undisguised jealousy. She looked away dismissively, leaving Victoria confused by the unexpected animosity.
What did I do to earn such hatred? Victoria wondered, her confidence shaken by the foster daughter’s
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obvious dislike.
In the study, I pulled out my phone and dialed Rivers Pack Headquarters. My fingers moved with practiced efficiency as I arranged the perfect excuse.
“Schedule an emergency board meeting for tonight,” I commanded, my voice carrying absolute authority Send notifications to all senior pack members immediately.”
Ten minutes later, both Eleanor and my father William received urgent calls. The familiar ringtone echoed through the mansion like a death knell for their matchmaking plans.
William answered his phone with growing resignation, already knowing who was responsible for this convenient emergency. His son had outmaneuvered them all.
Gerald Rivers had officially transferred pack authority to me months ago. I was now the most influential Alpha in the Rivers pack, with power that even Eleanor couldn’t challenge.
Eleanor hung up her phone, her face pale with the realization that she could no longer control her grandson. The board meeting was mandatory for all senior pack members.
Evangeline Blackwood noticed Eleanor’s stricken expression and leaned forward with concern. “Is something wrong, dear?”
Eleanor forced another fake smile, her pride preventing her from admitting defeat. “Just some minor pack business that requires attention.”
She couldn’t reveal that her grandson had deliberately sabotaged the dinner to avoid meeting Victoria. The humiliation would be too great.
With the phone call providing perfect justification, I had successfully created a reason to escape the matchmaking dinner. My wolf purred with satisfaction at the tactical victory.
I came downstairs carrying my Strategic Document Portfolio, the leather case providing tangible proof of urgent business. My expression remained coldly professional as I headed for the door.
“Connor!” Eleanor’s voice rang out sharply, her authority as pack elder demanding obedience. “Stop right
there!”
I turned back slowly, my ice–blue eyes meeting her amber ones with calculated indifference. I waved the file bag casually, as if the contents were more important than any social obligation.
“I’m busy with pack business, Grandmother,” I stated flatly. “The board meeting cannot wait.”
Eleanor’s face darkened with fury, her wolf rising to challenge mine. “You can’t pretend you don’t know what this dinner was arranged for!”
Her voice carried the sharp edge of an elder who would not be dismissed. “The Moonlight pack came here specifically to meet you!”
I looked directly at Victoria for the first time, my expression remaining coldly polite. “Hello, Miss Blackwood.” My tone was formal and distant/carrying no warmth whatsoever. “I apologize for my complete disinterest in matchmaking arrangements and any future plans for mating.”
Victoria’s face went pale, her refined composure cracking under the brutal rejection. Her hands trembled slightly as the full impact of my words hit her.
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“I suggest you don’t waste your time on me,” I continued mercilessly. “Find someone who actually wants what you’re offering.”
Without waiting for a response, I turned and walked toward the door. The sound of my footsteps echoed through the stunned silence like gunshots.
“Connor Rivers!” Eleanor’s voice cracked like a whip, her authority pushed beyond its limits. “You will not leave this house!”
But I was already gone, the heavy door closing behind me with finality.
(Eleanor’s POV)
The Moonlight pack’s Alpha family erupted in outrage, their refined composure shattering like glass. Professor Edmund’s scholarly demeanor vanished completely.
“This is an unforgivable insult!” he declared, his voice shaking with fury. “The Rivers pack is showing complete disrespect to our bloodline!”
Evangeline’s eyes flashed dangerously, her literary accomplishments forgotten in the face of such humiliation. “We came here in good faith, expecting courtesy and consideration!”
Katherine Rivers immediately stepped forward, her face flushed with embarrassment. “Please accept our deepest apologies for Connor’s behavior.”
Her voice carried genuine distress as she tried to salvage the situation. “He’s been under tremendous stress with pack business lately.”
I forced myself to remain calm, though my wolf raged against the humiliation. Pack reputation was everything in werewolf society.
“We’ll provide appropriate compensation for this misunderstanding,” I offered quickly. “And we’d be honored to discuss future cooperation between our packs.”
The Blackwood family’s anger slowly cooled as we offered concessions and promises. Their wounded pride demanded acknowledgment of the slight.
I had hoped to force Connor into the matchmaking arrangement through social pressure and family obligation. But he had refused to cooperate with pack traditions.
That stubborn boy has no respect for his elders, I thought bitterly. His defiance grows worse every day.”
After seeing off the Moonlight pack’s Alpha family with profuse apologies and promises of future meetings, I stormed into Gerald’s study. My anger had reached its breaking point.
“Your grandson is completely out of control!” I declared, my voice shaking with fury. “He humiliated the Moonlight pack and damaged our reputation!”
Gerald looked up from his papers with weary resignation. “You shouldn’t have rushed to arrange matchmaking so soon after the broken engagement with the Winters pack.”
His tone carried gentle reproach. “The timing was inappropriate and bound to cause problems.”
“Connor is twenty–six years old!” I snapped, my patience exhausted. “He has a duty to continue the bloodline and strengthen pack alliances!”
My amber eyes flashed with determination. “We can’t wait forever for him to choose a suitable mate!”
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Gerald shook his head slowly, his expression thoughtful. “Other Alpha heirs like Ethan Quinn and Gabriel
Andrews aren’t mated either.”
He gestured dismissively. “There’s no rush to force these arrangements.”
“But their packs already have the next generation secured!” I retorted, my voice rising with frustration. “We need Connor to produce heirs!”
Gerald’s eyes hardened slightly, his patience wearing thin. “Connor knows what he’s doing.”
He leaned back in his chair, his tone becoming more pointed. “And he still favors Olivia Winters, whether you
like it or not.”
My face twisted with disgust at the mention of that girl’s name. “Olivia is too independent and disrespectful to pack hierarchy!”
My voice carried bitter resentment. “She would never submit properly to Rivers pack authority!”
Gerald’s expression darkened dangerously, his wolf stirring with warning. “You shouldn’t be so controlling, Eleanor.”
His tone carried the authority of the former pack Alpha. “Your interference is driving Connor away from the
family.”
“I’m protecting our pack’s future!” I argued, my voice cracking with emotion. “Someone has to ensure proper bloodline continuation!”
Gerald stood abruptly, his patience finally exhausted. He headed for the door without another word. “You are so stubborn,” he muttered under his breath as he left the study.
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