Scarred Alphas by Norisha May novel Chapter 48

Chapter 48 

Colt slams into me, my face 

pressed against the tile of the 

shower wall. I moan in 

pleasure and try to find a grip on something yet there is nothing but the slithery tiles. He holds my hips and thrusts, slamming my 

bottom on him. 

“Mh!” I moan. 

He takes in a breath through 

his teeth. “You like that, 

baby?” 

“Mh…yes…“. 

He speeds up and then lifts 

one of my legs up with his 

strong arm. 

This man can do whatever 

he wants with me and he 

knows it. 

Suddenly, he turns me 

around, lifts me up, and 

carries me, my legs wrapped 

around his waist. He starts 

bouncing me on him, up and down, putting me into a 

sense of euphoria. I cling to his shoulders and bury my 

neck in his neck as I moan, 

my noises muffled against 

his skin. 

 

“Harder…” He hears my plea and suddenly holds my ass with both hands and as he 

slams into me, he squeezes 

his hands gripping my ch*eks and moving my body 

to meet his. 

“Colt! Ah…I’m…I’m about 

to…” 

וו 

“Good. Do it, baby!” 

My fingers dig deep, gripping his shoulders. My face presses hard against the skin of his neck. “Mh!” I give a loud moan feeling my 

body wiggle with pleasure. 

 

“Mh…good girl. Now…it’s my 

turn.” 

He presses my back against the cold wall and relentlessly 

thrust hard and fast into me. 

“Uh! baby! you feel so good! 

F**k!” 

I am sure I am going to be sore again after this but it feels so good. 

“F**k…mh…uh-!” He moans. 

I feel his body shake as he 

holds me in place and he 

gives little tiny sporadic 

moans. 

 

He lowers his head to my 

shoulder and kisses it. “Uh…I 

love you so much.” 

Makes me smile. “I love you 

too.” 

“You are mine…Cass.” He 

starts kissing up my shoulder and ends up on the nape of my neck. I move aside 

hoping that he is about to 

mark me but he doesn’t. 

He sighs. “I’ll make you mine soon. That f**ker Alpha 

won’t have you.” 

I giggle. 

“It’s not funny. Pray that I 

don’t rip him apart if I see him all over you.” 

I sigh. “Please, if you don’t think you will be able to control yourself, then might 

as well mark me.” 

He gives me a kiss and puts me down. “I can’t. Honestly, I 

almost tried there but I can’t. 

The command still stands 

and your father means 

business. Trust me. I have 

seen what happens to those 

who disobey him.” 

I give a huge sigh. “Fine.” 

We shower and after getting 

ready, we head out. 

Serge looks worried as he 

sees us come out. 

“Cutting it close.” He 

mutters. 

“There you are.” The 

moment we start walking through the hall, Poppy finds 

1. us. 

“Your father is asking for 

you. The alpha is almost 

here and you are taking your 

sweet time. Come.” She 

pauses and her eyes slide to my clothes. She sighs. “We 

are late already so it will have 

to do.” She takes my arm, wrapping it around hers, and starts leading me down but 

as she does, she looks back at 

Colt. “You can stay and perform your normal duties as a general. The Alpha said he doesn’t want you 

anywhere near Cassiopeia right now.” 

Colt gives a low growl of annoyance. I look back to see him standing with his hands in his pocket as he watches me go. I throw him a kiss 

before we turn the corner 

and he is out of my sight. 

I walk down the stairs and as 

I go through the front doors, I see multiple black cars arriving and lining up in the 

front of the house. 

Warrick stands in the front, 

waiting. I drag my feet 

towards him and stand next 

to him with Poppy. 

“Just as you wanted, here I 

am.” 

“Yeah…now put a smile on 

your face.” He says. 

I give him a narrowed side 

look. He looks at me too but 

his eyes go to my clothes. 

“Did you not have anything 

better to wear?” 

I look down at my simple white button–up shirt and jeans. “I’m not trying to 

impress anyone.” 

“Oh yes, you are.” 

“Nope.” 

“Look, I am not good at playing well with others so this alliance thing is new to me too.” He says. “I have to use everything that I can and that means including you. So put a smile on your face and try harder. We need this now 

that our enemies are on the 

move.” 

Before I can respond, one of 

the black cars stops in front 

of us. 

Beck opens the door and Alpha Oliver steps out. 

“Alpha Warrick!” He says 

with a big smile. 

“Alpha Oliver. Hope the ride 

wasn’t too tedious.” 

“Not at all.” Oliver’s eyes fall 

on me. 

My tough demeanor falters. 

I forgot how good–looking 

 

he was and the subtle charm 

that he had just by his 

presence. But my heart 

belongs to Colt. I do my best to give him a smile. I have nothing against the man but 

as I said before, I have no 

desire to impress him either. 

“Lady Cassiopeia. How nice it is to see you again.” He 

takes my hand and gives it a 

kiss as he did the first time 

we met. 

I swear for the life of me I 

think I can hear Colt growl 

from somewhere. 

“It is nice to see you as well, 

 

Alpha Oliver,” I say softly. 

He stares at me with a big 

smile. I clear my throat but 

continue to smile as well. 

“Come. I have breakfast 

waiting.” Warrick says. 

This takes Oliver’s attention 

from me. 

“Perfect.” 

The two men start walking 

with their entourage― a group of people that come 

out of all the black cars and 

merge into a small crowd. Though I try to slide away, 

Poppy steps next to me. She 

takes my hand and leads me 

after them. “You have to 

participate.” 

I grunt. 

When we arrive at the dining room, all the generals are already there, including Colt. The distaste expression he 

has on his face shows how 

much he dislikes this 

situation. 

Warrick sits at the end of the 

tables as he always does. I sit 

next to him while Victor and 

Garret sit next to me. Oliver 

also sits next to Warrick on 

his other side. We face each 

other. 

“So this situation with the 

Blood River Pack, how 

serious is it?” Oliver asks. 

“They sent us the head of the 

Alpha in a box. That’s how 

serious it is.” 

His eyes go wide with shock. “Why would they do that? If I am correct, you didn’t have an alliance with him.” 

“I’ll give you the story later but the gist of it is that that mutt right there…” Warrick points at Colt with his fork. “He is the son of Alpha 

Harry. He was next in line to be Alpha but his brother 

Ezra is the one that has taken 

over.” 

Colt gives no welcoming 

features, instead, he stares at Alpha Oliver with a bit of anger and says nothing. 

To counter the awkwardness, 

Warrick speaks. 

“Self–appointed Alpha Ezra 

has demanded Colt to be 

given to him or there will be 

war.” 

He left the part where Ezra 

also asked for me. 

“Then why not give him?” 

Oliver asks. 

Colt can’t keep quiet. He gives a sarcastic growling laugh. 

Warrick brings the attention back to himself. “Because, despite the trouble this all has caused me, he is too valuable. He is one of my best. Also, I do not give in to 

threats. Who the hell does 

this f**ker think he is. 

Calling himself Alpha and demanding for me to 

concede. Never. I’ll gouge his 

eyes out myself.” 

“No, you won’t. I will.” I stab 

my sunny–side–up egg with 

vigor as I say this, imagining 

that it is Ezra’s eye. 

He is going to pay for what 

he did to Lauren. 

“Like father like daughter,” Warrick says with a proud 

smile. 

I give him a side glance and I 

am sure he knows I don’t like 

what he is saying. 

“Marvelous.” Oliver sounds 

amused. 

Ignoring their talk, I stick to my food occasionally 

glancing at Colt who 

obviously looks unhappy. 

“And will Lady Cassiopeia 

join us in these war meetings?” Oliver asks. 

“Well of course. She is my 

successor after all.‘ 

“Good.” 

“And how is your pack fairing?” Warrick asks him. 

“We are settling well. Rogues do keep us on our toes. Can’t really blame them since we 

took over unclaimed 

territory that they used to 

roam. Oh! we encountered a 

pack deep in the northern 

mountains that 

was…peculiar.” 

“A pack? I know of no pack in 

the mountains.” 

“That is because it is an 

unofficial pack. Apparently, a rogue Alpha established it. And it is peculiar because it is basically a rogue pack yet very restrictive on anyone that tries to just waltz in but it does let strangers in to 

bask in what the pack can 

offer.” 

“Rogue pack?” 

“Yes. They act like savages but it is a place where even human hunters gather and to my surprise as well, some 

other creatures. Zao is the 

leader. He deemed the place a free for anyone without a moral compass. They even have games…brutal games, pinning humans against 

werewolves, some hunters 

some just normal trained humans, or even werewolves 

against werewolves.” 

“What kind of place is this?” I 

mutter. 

“The kind of place that 

hopefully you will never get 

to see, my Lady.” 

I hate that he seems to want 

to treat me as a damsel in 

distress. 

“And how did you come upon them?” Warrick asks. 

“I am the closest to the roads 

that lead to the mountains 

and I can only assume that 

they do not want me meddling in their trades so they contacted me.” 

“What kind of trades?” 

“The illegal kind…even to 

humans. Only those without 

any morals may indulge in 

this small village of sin as–Zao–the 

self–proclaimed Alpha called 

1. it. Not really a city but it 

does look more like a trade 

post than a pack. It even has its own market where all 

kinds of people come from different places.” 

“And you’ve been there?” 

“Briefly, but yes.” 

“Mh…Zao…I’ve never heard 

of him…” 

Oliver shrugs as he brings a glass filled with wine to his 

lips. 

Warrick is now suddenly 

deep in thought while everyone else talks. Oliver however, sets his eyes on me. 

“So, how have you adjusted to your new life here since 

the party? That’s when your father found you, right?” 

I nod. “It has been…a 

challenge.” 

“A challenge indeed. She is willful. “Warrick says. 

“Warrick pauses and stares at 

the man who comes over 

with a pitcher filled with 

what I assume is wine. 

Warrick’s face turns into 

confusion. 

“Who-” Before Warrik can 

finish, there is a glimmer of something shiny in the 

man’s hand. 

The man swings a knife at 

Warrick but Warrick 

immediately slides his chair 

back, getting out of the 

man’s way. 

From behind Oliver and the 

generals, two more men 

reveal concealed knives. I 

immediately get up and 

from behind me there are 

two more men. I quickly dodge the man who attacks 

me but he is fast. He slashes 

at me again and all I can do is dodge. Victor, who is the 

nearest to me, comes to 

action but this man 

immediately dodges Victor and kicks him effortlessly, sending Victor flying. This man is skilled and fast. 

The word assassin 

immediately comes to my 

mind. I am sure these men 

must be Ezra’s assassins.