Healing The Ruthless Alpha novel Chapter 33

*CAHIR*

"Man, I am almost jealous of you." Aristo flopped into a seat after walking into my office without knocking. "Congratulations, my man!"

There was something going on with Aristo – Something I could not place a finger on.

"You don't barge into my office, Aristo." My tone was level when I spoke but that blatant disrespect irked my wolf. "The next time you do that, you may end up crippled."

"Oh –" His cheeks reddened. "I am sorry, Alpha." He bared his neck and my wolf was placated.

"What's the update on Silver Moon?" I fingered the collar of my shirt as I spoke.

"They haven't said anything. It may be too early for them to make the connection," my Beta replied, going into business mode. "The Alpha put up fliers and they are seriously searching for her but he doesn't know she is here yet."

"He will know soon." I leaned back into my seat, calculating the fastest moves that would deliver Silver Moon into my hands.

"You want them to know?" Aristo sounded surprised. "We just started the process to place our first order from them. Don't you think it would affect the process?" He asked. "They might not uphold their end if they find out you took her."

"A blood contract is binding, you know that. Even if they don't want to, they will surely be compelled to honour the contract." I almost smiled as I thought of Kade and his fellow leaders.

The man was a smart man but he did not have enough sense to realize oil and wolf's bane were not enough to stop me from having Sia.

Perseus purred at the reminder of last night. I never thought an inexperienced woman would make me unravel the way that woman did. Her shy touches ignited me, spreading a fire that only her could quench through my being. Alpha Kade thought I would look at a woman like Sia and let him have her?

The blood contract we signed would not bind me because in all technicalities, Sebastian, my guard, was the one to sign the contract. His blood was already on the knife I pretended to use to slit my thumb for the contract. Also, the contract only said in exchange for the trade deal with Silver Moon, I would leave the healer with Silver Moon. I left the healer with them– it just happened that she was delivered to my doorstep.

"On Friday, we will hold her Luna ceremony. She will be officially introduced to the pack as their Luna. I want as many reporters as possible to cover the event." After that, Silver Moon would come raging for a fight. I cracked my knuckles in anticipation.

"Is that – Wise?" Aristo fidgeted. "Isn't it better to keep her hidden for a while?" He asked.

"Is she a criminal?" I demanded. "Why does she need to be hidden?"

The minute the world knew I had a mate, they would target her. I didn't take Alpha Blood by playing nice and befriending other Alphas. When I was named the Alpha of this pack, many Alphas started to withdraw their alliances with Alpha Blood to show their solidarity with Alpha Boston who was already cold in the ground.

"Why are you laughing?" Aristo asked when a harsh sound escaped my lips.

"Remembering," I answered, not paying him any attention.

Those packs had fallen from their places of grace and one by one, they came back to beg me to cooperate with them. Alpha Blood was the pillar of more than twelve packs and the Alphas of those packs hated me for humiliating them. They expected Alpha Blood pack to crumble after they withdrew their support, they wanted me to fail so they could point fingers and laugh at me. The plan was to put me at their feet, to be at their mercies, but I did not take over Alpha Blood to ruin it. I took over to make it mine and everything that belonged to me had to flourish.

These Alphas who saw me as their enemy when I had not even touched their packs would seize any opportunity to bring me down. A mate was a very obvious weakness that they would not fail to target. This was one of the many reasons I did not want a mate: I didn't want a weakness any man could exploit, a weakness so strong it could be used to bring me to my knees in one swift move, that and the fact that I did not know what to do with a mate.

"If we do this, there will be no going back," Aristo warned me.

It surprised me that my Beta would caution me about acting recklessly. He advocated for 'fuck it, fuck this, let's fuck things up,' which was his motto in life.

"This will put her in danger," he reminded me.