Chapter 4 – Alpha Alexander and Omega Scarlett Novel by lS Barbosa

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Alexander:

I don’t care whether or not she is dead. I want her body if you have to bring it” dad snapped, glaring at me.

“My men are on the search for her. The girl has not been to her university in months, if she was still in the city, we would have found her already” I snapped, glaring at my father. The fact that he was speaking to me in such a sense annoyed me, especially since I was the one who was Alpha, and not him.

His eyes widened and a low growl escaped his chest before he wrapped his hand around my neck, choking me “Mathew!”

Mom’s voice broke through the silence of the room, and growling in warning, dad had her stop before she said a word about it the girl’s family sacrificed their lives for your and your mother’s sake. The

least we could do is ensure that their daughter is safe until she’s found her mate, do you understand me?”

The man didn’t know how much his words tore through my chest. If he found out that I was her mate and that I rejected her, then I was more than just dead in his eyes. The man wouldn’t even give me a grave.

He removed his hand from around my neck, and taking a step back, he nodded toward mom and the two of them walked toward the door. He looked at me over his shoulder, stopping at the door for a second before he spoke “I want her found, and I don’t care what it costs you. Whether she is alive, dead, in the city, or somewhere away from it. I want to know why she ran away, and I want to know of her whereabouts; otherwise, I will be sure that you pay for her leaving the way that she did”

The man walked out of the house before I could say a word, and sitting on the couch, I pinched the bridge of my nose, knowing that I didn’t know what I could do. The fact that my mate was away from the pack was something, the fact that I couldn’t even stand looking at Delilah was another thing. Her living with me in the house right now only angered me more than I could have imagined, and I couldn’t help but regret both sleeping with and rejecting Scarlett.

“Alex?” Delilah said, entering the house carrying a bunch of groceries. Her voice, which was once music to my ears now angered me, and seeing as I didn’t get up to greet her like I normally would have before that night, Delilah let out a low whimper.

She handed one of the maids the grocery bags that she was carrying, and putting her car keys on the table, she walked toward me.

When are you going to tell me what I did so wrong that you’re not bothering to look at me?” She asked, sitting on the couch beside me. The two of us have grown more distant over the past three weeks, and it was also due to the fact that she was either growing too protective, or trying to get me to make her pregnant. Se knew that I didn’t want it, but I wasn’t stupid as not to realize that she stopped taking birth control since Scarlett disappeared and I started my search for her.

“You can start by going back to your birth control pills and stop…” “It is my body, and what enters it…”

“Then you can dream about me touching you, Delilah” I said, glaring at her. She looked down at her lap, watching as I got up from the couch “I will not risk you getting pregnant…”

“What happened to the ‘family’ that we wanted to build? As far as I know, a family was built when two Mated and had their child. You’re refusing to mark me, and now you’re just annoyed that I want us to trii,for a baby. You have been since that slut…”

“One more word about her, and I will be sure that you don’t see the next light of day” I snapped, stopping her. She looked down at her feet, and taking a deep breath, I got down on my knees in front of her and laid my head on her lap, not wanting her to be upset “I’m sorry, dad just got on my nerves and I’m taking my anger out on you. I shouldn’t be doing that”

She looked at me and sighed before putting her hand on my head, gently massaging my scalp as she ran her fingers through my hair. Dad was right, maybe knowing that she was dead would be better, at least bringing her body here might help my wolf be at ease. However, me being in constant conflict with him and with my relationship with Delilah was something that I could no longer stand.

“Is it about her again?”

“Yes, and the topic itself is starting to annoy me; especially since both he and mom are blaming me because she left” I said, not looking up at her. In theory, they were right. I knew that she left because she could no longer stand looking at me with Delilah. I saw it in her eyes the first time she walked out of her house, three nights after I took her virginity.

She had kept herself locked inside the house throughout the next three days to the point where we actually thought that something happened to her. I knew that she wasn’t dead, I couldn’t help but check on her, listening to her beating heartbeat within the walls of her house.

“They can’t keep blaming you for her leaving, Alexander. She chose to leave, why are you the one to blame?” Delilah asked.

“I am the Alpha of this pack, and we all know that it is my responsibility to ensure that everyone in the pack is safe. Scarlett was part of the pack, and whether or not we chose to like it, she lost everything for our sake…”

“That was in the past, Alex, you know that you and your father have paid her more…”

I don’t think that any money would repay for the sacrifice her parents did, Delilah” I said, stopping her. It was another thing that annoyed me about her. Delilah believed that everything could be solved with money. I raised my head from her lap before getting up from the ground to head out to look for her.

I still had one place to search for her at. It was one of her favorite cafés, and if she wasn’t there, I didn’t know where she would be at this point.

Delilah frowned in confusion when she saw me heading to get my keys and wallet, and getting up from the couch, she shook her head in confusion, wanting to either stop me, or question where I was going. She knew that I wouldn’t answer if she asked, but I knew that she wouldn’t be ‘Delilah’, if she didn’t make a big deal out of this.

“For crying out loud, just spend one night with me. That is all I am asking…”

“I have responsibilities to take care of, and I don’t think that playing house with you for your egoistic reasons is going to get things done; therefore, my apologies, Delilah, but I will have to leave” I said, getting my jacket from the closet. My heart ached, but I prayed that I would find her, dead or alive, to give myself a sense of peace that she was either okay and happy, or dead and gone.

“Alex…” I opened the house’s door before looking at her.

“Don’t wait for me tonight, Delilah, I’ll be late, and I believe that you have things to tend to in the morning…”

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