Scarred Alphas by Norisha May novel Chapter 49

Chapter 49 

The assassin comes back to 

me–it is obvious to me that 

I am his target. I don’t have time to worry about anyone else but I do hear fighting 

and see what seems like a 

mess happening around 

Warrick and over at Colt’s 

area. 

The assassin lunges at me 

and I notice the other 

assassin trying to get to me too but Victor and Serge immediately intervene. 

I dodge but this time I also 

deflect the knife and then 

immediately throw a punch, hitting him in the the jaw. 

He stumbles back but 

quickly recovers. I scoot back trying to get away from his oncoming grip but hit a table with a vase and without 

thinking, I grab the vase and 

smash it on the assassin’s 

head. It staggers the man and 

I take that moment to kick 

the man in the stomach. He 

doubles over in pain and then I knee him straight on 

his face. The man falls on the 

floor holding his nose and 

that’s when Victor appears 

and kicks the man on his 

face again but this time it 

knocks him out. 

Taking a deep breath, I look 

around and see that Colt is 

fine and so is my father. We 

were the targets. 

“Are you okay!?” Colt asks me from the opposite side of the 

table. I can see how much he 

wants to jump over it and come to me but he doesn’t. 

He realizes how concerned he sounds then he repeats in 

a more subtle manner. “Are you okay, princess?” 

I give him a nod. “Yes.” 

I inspect him and see that he 

is not hurt which makes me 

feel relief. Then I look at my father. “Are you okay?” 

“Of course I am. But I am 

angry. These men infiltrated 

us so easily…” 

Two of the assassins are 

dead. The other three are 

subdued or unconscious. 

“He’s bold that Alpha Ezra.” Alpha Oliver says 

pating–cleaning his clothes. 

“I was not the target but I was 

caught in the middle of it, and that is unacceptable.” 

Warrick nods. “Let’s go talk 

war.” 

The three assassins are taken 

to the dungeon and five 

minutes later, we are in the 

war room. The men discuss 

war and alliances while I am 

throwing ogling eyes at Colt 

and he does the same back. It 

is so hard to be in the same 

room and not be able to 

touch him or to be near him. 

I can also feel Warrick 

watching us from time to 

time. Maybe we are being 

too obvious? 

“You see…I like your terms 

but…I am sure you can 

sweeten the deal.” Oliver 

says. 

The man is a businessman at 

heart. Even I can tell that. 

Suddenly, Warrick looks back at me before he speaks 

again. “Let’s go talk in a more private area.” He tells Oliver. 

I narrow my eyes at Warrick and with just my stare I am telling him that he better not 

sell me to this man. 

Warrick instructed us to stay here for the time being so 

everyone lingers around 

talking and waiting. Unable 

to resist it, I scoot over to 

Colt. 

“This is so hard.” I whisper. 

He looks out the window, pretending not to have an 

interest in me. Some of 

Oliver’s men are still here. 

“I f**king hate it. I hate how he looks at you. I hate when he talks to you. I hate how he calls you.” I can see his jaw tensing up. “He likes you and I f**king hate it.” 

“But I want you. I want you and no one else.” I tell him. 

He finally glances at me. He still doesn’t look happy but his eyes soften. “Are you 

okay? Did you get hurt at 

all?” 

I give a small smile. “I am 

okay.” 

He nods but we both quickly scoot away when the door opens and Warric walks in 

with Oliver. 

“Meeting is over. We’ll pick it back up again later.” Warrick 

announces. 

Hmh…what is he up to? 

We all start walking out 

while he watches us. As I 

walk past him, Warrick 

speaks to me. “You, stay. 

I lift a brow. “Stay?” 

“Yes.” 

When everyone is out and 

the doors are closed, he 

finally speaks. 

I had a talk with Alpha 

Oliver. 

“And?! What did you tell 

him?” I ask with warning. 

“Drop the attitude first of all. 

We came to an agreement on 

a few things and as I had 

anticipated, he asked about 

you. I told him you were 

available but I could make 

no promises. I told him that the choice would be yours. 

“1 

I nod feeling okay with this. “Alright. So now what?” 

“I want you to escort Alpha 

Oliver. Show him around the 

pack. Be nice to him. That is 

all.” 

“And… that is it?” 

He sighs. “Alpha Oliver is the Alpha of his own pack. I am not stupid. If you were to be 

his mate, this man would 

make you his Luna, not his 

equal and that is 

unacceptable. You are not meant to be just a Luna, Casseopea. You are meant to be the queen of a pack. You 

are meant to be a ruler, not a follower. All I want you to do is to just keep him 

interested. Don’t give him 

any promises.” 

I slowly nod weighng what he just said. For all this man’s flaws–and he has many–I 

am impressed that he can 

see a woman as his equal, he 

can see a woman as an 

Alpha. 

“Okay.” 

“Good. Now go…and keep 

away from Colt. I mean it.” 

That’s when I grunt. “Yeah, yeah.” 

I had every intention to go secretly see him but it is like he can read my mind. 

With a huge sigh, I start to 

walk out but have to stop when he peaks again though it seems that he is speaking to himself and not really me. 

“You were born fighting and your mother said once that you were meant to be great.” 

He stares out the window as 

he says this. “She was right.” 

Sometimes I wish that we 

had a relationship where I could just ask him about my 

mother. 

Before I do what my father wants to show Alpha Oliver around–I head to see James. 

He is in the same state I left 

him. I hate seeing him like 

this. A man who used to 

radiate joy now sits almost 

lifeless. 

I kiss him on the head before 

I leave. “I will get revenge for her,” I whisper. “And for you.” 

*** 

Colt’s POV. 

My fists hurt. My nails dig 

into my skin, unable to relax my hands. 

Soon my teeth will be dust with the way I keep grinding them. It is pure torture to watch Cass prance around 

with that man. Four times I 

tried to walk away from the 

window but I couldn’t. I am 

glued here watching her 

show that man around the 

pack. 

Cass is not for him. She is an 

untamable goddess. She is 

not for any man that wishes 

to tame her. 

I almost can’t believe what I 

see. He moves his hand to her back as he urges her to go in front and it lingers. 

I dig my claws into the ledge of the window denting the 

wood with holes and scratch 

marks. 

“You are about to pop,” Dash says from behind me. 

He puts a hand on my 

shoulder. “Damn. 

Dude…chill. How tense are 

you? Your shoulder is like a 

rock.” 

“You are very close to getting 

your face mauled.” It comes 

out without any emotion. 

He puts his hands up and 

backs away. “Chiiiilll. Shit, 

man.” 

I point out of the window. 

“That’s MY woman. This 

f**ker thinks he can just 

touch her like that.” 

“Well…in his defense, he 

doesn’t know she is your 

woman.” 

That does not make me feel 

any different. 

“Look, you know you are the one she wants. Just back away from the window and 

trust her.” 

I close my eyes and try to think with my head instead of my emotions. He is right. 

She wants me. She said it. 

“Come. Have a drink with 

me.” 

” 

I reluctantly follow him out 

as he leads me to the bar 

room. It is empty at this time of day so it is just the two of 

“Let’s forget about 

everything man.” He goes behind the bar and starts 

serving us. He then sits next to me and we carefully clash our glasses together and get 

lost in conversation. 

“So, you really are telling me that that man changed so much just because of Cass?” 

“I don’t know why and I don’t know how but yes. I am not joking, Alpha Warrick has surprised us all.” 

“Wow. I would probably be 

dead right now if not for 

Curls then.” 

“Yes, yes you would.” 

“Well, she’s a good one, so don’t worry so much. That girl is crazy about you.” 

A smile creeps onto my lips. 

“So you and Curls really 

know each other since you 

were kids?” 

“Yeah. I was about seven or 

eight when she arrived at the 

pack. I have known her ever 

since.” 

“And to think that asshole 

brother of yours ended up 

her mate.” 

“Uh, let’s not talk about that 

shit-” 

“Can I speak with you?” 

We are interrupted. Dash 

and I both turn and see 

Skye. 

I’m surprised to see her 

because I completely forgot 

that she was still part of this pack. 

She has casual clothes on 

which is a bit odd to see her 

1. in. Since she has been with 

Warrick, she always wore dresses and 

expensive–looking things. 

She always had her hair and 

nails done as well 

accompanied by a pound of 

makeup on her face. She 

almost looks like a 

completely different person 

now. 

“I don’t think you are supposed to be here at the 

main house,” I tell her. 

“I am if I am cleaning.” She 

looks between me and Dash and then wiggles the dirty rag on her hand. 

With an exhale, I give Dash a nod. He chugs his drink, taps the glass on the bar, and 

walks out. 

“Let me talk. Don’t say