The Alpha’s Unwanted Bride

Erik walked down the hallway.

It was already almost dark.

The Alphas had began to murmur about Xaden's no show.

Erik pushed open the doors and went into the strategy room.

All the alphas turned around and saw him.

"You requested my presence?" Erik asked them.

"We requested Xaden's presence. Not yours." James, the Alpha of the Cold pack said. "Where is he? He has kept us waiting for too long."

"I'm his gamma." Erik said. "He is busy with other things. When he is ready, he will present himself. For the mean time I am here to see to whatever it is you want."

"We said we want to see Xaden! Not his puppet!" Alpha Brian, the Alpha of the sand pack said.

The entire crowd of Alphas cheered in agreement and uproar.

"I've said it already Xaden can not be seen." Erik said ignoring their insult. "Whatever you have to say, say it to me."

"We don't talk to under dogs!" Another Alpha spat in arrogance.

Erik took it in.

He knew what they meant by underdogs .

He was a very rare and almost extinct Breed of wolves called the Sefs.

They had been looked down by the other wolves and Alphas mainly from jealousy.

Even compared to how the Lycan were hunted, the Sefs were made outcasts and looked at with disdain.

Original enslaved wolves, they had been bought by a King about three centuries back and had paid solitude to him.

Eventually they had gained their freedom, but the rest of the wolf world had kept their mindset towards them the same.

They were also jealous of them because they unlike other wolves could retain their status as Alpha even though they had been taken over.

"If you won't speak to me." Erik said. "Then I'll send my regards to the Alpha."

Another Alpha was about to complain when the king who had been watching the entire argument lifted his hand.

The entire room went quiet.

The King sat up and said. "Where is Xaden. I want to see him. He has to answer to me. It's within my power."

"But it's also within the rights of an Alpha when he is within his pack to dictate his own rules." Erik said. "Xaden is busy at the moment. What you have to say to him, can be said to me. Here I am him."

The King said nothing and then he tilted his head and Alexander stepped from the shadows with a patch on his eye and no hand.

Erik gave a coy smile.

"I have enquiries about what happened to my nephew." The King said.

"That's a matter between Xaden and Alexander." Erik replied.

"But you were present when this occurred weren't you?" The King asked. "Xaden is beginning to lose his mind. He hurt my own blood. Royal blood over her a mere slave. Slaves are gifts and offerings to all sorts of wolves. Xaden himself has been party to slaves whenever we are having an orgy."

"This slave is special." Erik said. "She belongs solely to Alpha Xaden as they tied by the marriage bond."

There were whispers amongst the people.

"No one is allowed to touch her except him." Erik said. "And forgive me your majesty, but with all due respect. You married into the Royal wolf family. You in fact arent Royal blood, neither is Alexander."

There was some gasps and murmurs from the crowd.

"So Xaden didn't exactly break any law. He didn't harm Royal blood." Erik said.

He knew that he had beaten them at their game.

The King's face was expressionless and then Alexander looked like he was ready to burst in rage.

"How dare you and your dirty underdog say that?" Alexander spat. "You're not even a wolf."

"That's enough from you." The King said and Alexander was forced to be silent.

Then the King turned to Erik.

"Where is Xaden? If he isn't present for the halo festival, this would be seen as an act of treason. Us wolves wouldn't be able to survive if the final ritual is performed and I will be forced to act on my rules. I will kill Xaden and all of his command including you and then I will annex the crescent pack. You already know this don't you?"

"I'm aware." Erik nodded.

"You're dismissed." The King said.

Erik bowed and walked out of the room, but not before holding very strong eye contact with Alexander.

Erik walked back into Loren's room and found them still working on the dead assassin's body.

"Tell me you guys have got something." Erik said. "It's already night fall. We're about three hours from midnight. The King has promised to kill us all if we can't find we don't bring Xaden."

"Rushing me isn't going to help or change anything." Loren said prodding her lungs.

"Wel there wouldn't be anything if we don't do something." Erik said.

"It would have been better if I had more help than just Elena. But someone thought it best to send away my assistant." Loren said glaring at Damian who turned his face away.

"She still hasn't returned? I'll go out and look for her." Erik said.

"No don't." Elena said. "Leave her for now. She needs the space."

They resumed working and then it was barely thirty minutes to midnight .

"We're dead." Damian said giving up.

Erik had been itching his hair and contemplating sending his daughter away to safety.

"No we're not." Loren said getting all their attention.

He pushed under her heart and he pulled out a tiny object.

"Is that what I think it is?" Elena asked approaching him.

They all circled around him.

"What is it?" Damian asked.

"It's payment. It's a special mode for the desert wolves. They are assassins so they hide it under their heart. After their work, they turn to wolves and they take it out." Loren said then he turned to Damian. "For someone who doesn't know everything you have a big mouth."

Elena collected it and closed her eyes over it.

Then she opened it and it was white.

She closed it and took in a deep breath.

"I know who sent the assassin." She said.