Rejected by My Bully, Claimed by the Alpha King (Raven, Ryker, Rebel) novel Chapter 52

Without looking at them, I calmed myself down.

“I’m not even going to ask who through that, but I will say this… If I have to call Jackson, all of you are in deep shit.” I knew Jackson was a high rank, but he never said what. Since he wasn’t the Beta, I figured he was an Enforcer like me. Which also lead me to believe was part of why I liked him so much, that and he was a sexy man beast.

“Please don’t tell him” Someone begged. It sounded like Sam. He had seen me ready to leave, and

asked to go.

“I wont as long as you quit screwing around, you can still have fun just don’t over do it” Sighing, as I looked over my shoulder to the big goofy smiles. This would go so must faster if they all had a job, my smile grew.

“Alright, you two I want twenty cokes and twenty sprites, along with ten root beers. Got it?”

“Yes”

“AND DON’T SHAKE THEM” Pointing, before they took their carts and left. Another yes, as they took

off.

“Okay you, I want four gallons of milk, and six kinds of juice.”

“What kind?”

“Just get two apple, two Orange, a berry and I guess cranberry” Nodding he left.

“Right, you and you” Pointing to more men.

“I want twenty turkeys, the bigger the better. If you can’t find them over 15lbs as the meat clerk if they have more in the back, got it?”

“Yes” Rushing off. Going over my list, the seven left waited.

“I need you to get me pies and pastries, four blueberry, eight apple, two peach. Got all that?”

“Got it”

“Fina what do you want me to do?” Asked Sam.

Alha King

Chapter 52

“Sant I need you and these two to help me, as for the rest of you. I need one to get the twenty boxes of stuffing, and the eleven cans of cranberry sauce. I want both kinds.” Two took off, as the one left waiting a little longer.

“Okay an you I need liquor” Ilis face lit up.

“What would you like me to get?” He asked, rubbing his palms together.

“First off stop looking like a creepy villain, and I need this” Handing him a piece of paper, with the large amount of booze. His eyes scanned the list, before smiling.

“On it” Taking his cart and heading towards the liquor isle. Frowning I turned to Sam.

…D..ll.. Claimed by the Alpha King

smock with blood covering it, stops my hand.

“Yes Ma’am can I help you?” Gritting his teeth.

“Ohh I sure freaking hope so” Clenching my teeth.

“You told my man you didn’t have anymore as that right?” Pointing at the turkeys in the cart.

“That’s right?” Coming around the counter.

“Well isn’t that super, tell me what kind of moron doesn’t stock up two days before thanksgiving?” Taking a step to him. He stutters, before clearing his throat.

“We don’t have anymore” The fear and lies leaked out of him, like the transmission fluid in my dads

car.

“Really, call your manager” Grumbling under his breath he calls for the manager. No sooner does a tall man, with a dashing look come around from a back entrance.

“Is there a problem?”

“Sure is, your meat clerk says you don’t have anymore turkeys over 15lbs.” The manager looks at the clerk, before looking at me.

“You have six, is that not enough?”