Page 28 of The Alpha King's Curse: Part Two

“Don’t even think of fucking with me, Miss Townsend. You won’t like what I’ll do to you,” he warned, and then he turned to leave. “They’re here. Go and open the door.”

As he turned to walk to the lobby, he wondered if this was only about revenge for Costas. He killed most of Costas’ minions when he rescued Layla and Britney. Was the man trying to prove to himself that he wasn’t crazy? Or had he become part of the only human organisation wolves feared?

He would find that out for himself before he got rid of that bastard once and for all.

Chapter 16

“Shall I bring you a drink from the bar, sir?”

Jackson looked up from the newspaper in his hands to find Miss Roberts hovering over him. He had seen her at the front desk when he had walked into the lobby, and her anxiety was through the roof. Did she know that she had put herself in a dangerous situation?

And if she did, why was she risking it? What was she hoping to achieve by the ambush she was trying to set up?

“Are you working in the kitchen, too, these days?” he asked.

“I’m just being hospitable, sir, since I’m on my break,” she answered with a smile.

He could feel the hostility in her tone. It made him wonder if this was the real her and she’d had an ulterior motive when she tried to get close to him. Had she been trying to get information out of him all this time?

“Instead of getting me a drink, maybe you can arrange for someone to do the work I pay them for in my suite,” he said dismissively. “Unless you want me to fire all of you and start afresh?”

Andrea’s eyes widened.

“I apologise, sir. I didn’t realise there had been an oversight,” she answered with a respectful bow. “I’ll get someone upstairs straight away.”

“Not now,” he said. “Layla is tired; I don’t want her disturbed.”

Andrea couldn't hide the irritation in her eyes. She was making it difficult for him to judge if this was just some woman scorned bullshit or if they were all involved with the Hunters. How many of his employees was she paying to call in with information?

“Of course, sir,” Andrea answered.

“I’ll send word when we’re ready for you,” he said before he picked the newspaper up again.

Andrea walked back to the front desk. He could sense her frustration. He should have accepted the drink just to see if she had laced it with something. But it didn’t matter. Costas and Miss Roberts were already beaten; they just didn’t realise it yet.

Getting rid of humans without witnesses in the city was a little tricky, but like with the forest around his territory, the hotel was his domain. He knew it better than anybody. But he had to make sure he did it right this time. When he had rescued Layla, he’d been sloppy. He’d left witnesses alive, and that was how the news ended up in the ears of a hunter.

He had to find out how deep this well went. Was his hotel infested with them?

‘I have two, Alpha,’ Josh said in the pack link.

The two that had tried to go through one of the side entrances. More of Costas’ men were walking around the hotel while three others waited in the Housekeeping staff room, getting ready to spring their trap.

‘I have eyes on Costas. He’s parked down the street and giving them instructions. They’ve been told to use the service elevators to get to your suite.

‘The security feed is down,’ someone else said. ‘They’re making their moves.’

He looked around the lobby and realised Andrea was no longer there. She could have gone down to the security room, or she already had someone in there. It didn’t matter. He would purge the hotel of all the vermin before he went back to his territory. His employees’ disloyalty was easier to handle than the delicate matter with his pack.

‘Bring Costas in. He and I have things to discuss,’ he ordered.

He kept his senses open as he tracked all their movements. The service elevator was already whirring as it went up. If they were hoping to reach the penthouse floor, they would be disappointed. His warriors had trained all their lives for far more dangerous situations, so he didn’t worry. Not about catching them, anyway. He was more worried about who they were reporting to. He hoped Costas was the ‘big boss’, but that feeling still ate at him.

Something was going to go wrong.

When all the movement stopped, he put the paper down and stood up.

‘All secured,’ Josh confirmed.

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