Filed to story: Offered to the Lycan King Novel by Misha K (River & Hunter)
Arthur picked up her shampoo and passed her. “Where is mine?” he asked, searching for it. “It must be in the cupboard,” she replied lazily as she lathered her hair with the shampoo. “Nope, it isn’t there. I just bought it yesterday. It is Hawk’s favorite.” Lia rinsed her hair. “Check it again.” She soaped her body.
“Nope,” Arthur said after searching for it again.
And that made Lia suspect. “Has she—”
Suddenly, a message came on Arthur’s phone. His m*outh dropped to the floor. “It’s from Hawk.”
“What’s it about?” she asked, rinsing her body.
Pine Pack.
Alpha Brom’s manor.
“Why have they postponed the meeting?” Brom growled at his Beta, Trig.
“Alpha Brom,” Trig said. “The Elders are not available. “They can come only on Sunday.”
Brom drank the remaining whiskey from his glass and ordered his wife through their mind link to give him more. “Have you informed other packs as well?” he asked.
Trig nodded. “Yes Alpha, I have.”
“This is a futile exercise, Brom,” his wife, Kayla, said gingerly. “Alpha River and Alpha Hunter are married and have merged their packs on mutual consent. So why would-”
“Shut up!” he snarled at her. “Keep your head in your home and not in my affairs. If you like I can f*uck you right now, not that you will be able to bear another pup for me,” he scorned.
Kayla flinched as her cheeks flamed. She lowered her head and hurried to get him a fourth fill of whiskey.
Kayla made another glass of whiskey for Brom and then to avoid being embarrassed further in front of the pack members, she went inside to the bedroom. Her husband, Alpha Brom was one of the most arrogant and ruthless werewolves she had ever come across.
When Kayla left, Trig went to sit near him. “Alpha,” he said in a low voice. “We really don’t have much of a case here. The Elders won’t even listen to us about breaking the Dark Moon pack again. Maybe we should reconsider our problem and retract our complaint before it gets embarrassing”
Brom let out a growl that made Trig wince. He inclined his n*eck in submission. “Are you trying to tell me what I should do or not?”
“It’s not that Alpha, but-”
“Silence!” Brom’s voice boomed in the manor. “Do what is asked. You don’t have to use that bird-brain of yours into thinking what is good for the pack. Understood?”
Though Trig didn’t like it, he really didn’t have a choice. “Yes Alpha,” he said.
“You are dismissed!” Brom growled.
After Trig left, Brom got up and walked to the balcony. He stood at the railing and finished his whiskey while watching the waxing moon. Once he drank it down, he walked into his room and stared with a lopsided smile at an old document lying on his table. His trump card.
Arthur h*anded his phone to Lia and stabbed his f*ingers in his hair.
“This is insane!” Lia rasped as she read the message from Hawk. “What should we do?”
He shook his head. “I have to call my father.”
“Do you want me to make dinner here or do we go out?” she asked, giving him the phone back.
“I am going to be in a long meeting with Father and Uncle Elijah. Why don’t you make food at home? I will help you,” he suggested.
“No. No.” Lia refused his help. “Talk to dad. I will fix something simple.”
He k*issed her on her cheek and hastily went to the bedroom where he dialed Hunter’s number.
Lia busied herself in the kitchen. She opened the fridge and took out a tin of canned tuna. Quickly, she marinated that in ginger-garlic paste, salt and pepper and let it thaw in the microwave. Thankfully, there was bread in the fridge that she took out and toasted. She had tapped the button on the toaster when all of a sudden, she heard a faint rustle just outside the kitchen on the back side of the house.
Frowning, she ambled to the window, putting a piece of cheese cube in her m*outh. She pulled the window up and leaned outside. There was nothing. She shrugged and s*ucked in the cool air. Her gaze went to the waxing moon. A smile came to her l*ips. The full moon was only a few days away. The full moon had effects on her mates. They loved to shift and go on a wild run in the forests. She loved to take advantage of them whereby she would climb one of them and accompany them to the wilds. She was about to pull the window down when her eyes snapped to two golden eyes that were glaring at her.
Lia went still as the wolf stared back at her. It was hidden inside a heavy bush. She couldn’t make out much because the next instant the wolf turned and dashed off in the darkness.
She closed the window shut as dread traveled down her spine. Was that another wolf or a werewolf? It couldn’t be a wolf because none of the wild ones were seen around. Sometimes, they spotted coyotes, but never a wolf. It must have been a werewolf because it was tall, taller than a normal wolf.
“Something is burning!” Arthur’s voice snapped her out of her trance. She rushed back to the toaster and switched it off.
“Gosh!” She removed the burnt bread from the toaster and threw the slices in the trash. “It’s nothing!” she replied loudly. Taking a deep breath in, she put more bread inside. All the while, she kept thinking who the werewolf could be and why it had come to check upon her. Was it a rogue?
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