Page 98 of My Forbidden Alpha

Anger flares up inside of her, her eyes blazing silver and to my shock, she backhands me hard across the face. My head brutally snapping to the side, my eyes flashing with anger andhurt.

I look into her simmering eyes, the pain from her refusal outweighing the pain of her slap.

When I did nothing wrong.

“I. Said. The. Deal. Is. Off. Don’t ever try to fucking kiss me again,” she hisses venomously. “You are my future Alpha, so I will try to respect you as long as you do not cross the line. Am I clear?”

Pain crushes me and I don’t speak, that all too familiar sadness washing over me as I realise it did not work. It was not enough.

My feelings are not enough, are they? Does she really not feel anything for me? Is this it?

A knock on the door interrupts us and I stand up to get it, my heart thundering in my chest as I try to appear in control, especially since I want to kill all these bastards here.

They had played enough fucking games with me. Thanks to them, Scarlett has burned the fragile bridges of trust between us, and they will pay.

The Pack Rejects

Zidane

“Alpha, Scarlett got there before the plan could go through,” Alaric says. Even his attempt at a steady voice is pathetic; I can hear the slight tremble in it. He bows his head to me as I sit behind my desk.

There’s a crack of light that is coming through the gap in the curtain and it is only making me angrier.

Oh, how I hate the sunshine.

I sit on my leather chair as if it is a throne. Leaning against the left armrest, a cold smirk is on my face, one that does not reach my eyes. My chilling aura rolls off me in waves.

I saw what happened, and I saw her run from him.

“Oh, it worked; it worked well enough,” I say coldly. “But I do agree that you failed.”

“Alpha, I didn’t think Scarlett would get there. I did as you asked-” He’s cut off when my hand wraps around his throat and I pin him against the wall behind him, his body hitting with the wall with brute force, making him cough up blood. I tighten my hand around his throat.

“Are you blamingme?” I hiss, my blood burning with rage.

“No, no, I would never!”

I want him dead.

Snarling, I rip his head from his body, blood splattering across the walls, the floor, my face and my white suit. I roar in rage, licking my lips as I relish in the taste of blood.

I step back, letting the body fall to the floor, kicking it roughly.

“That’s what happens if you dare answer back!” I slam my foot on his chest, making the body jump from the impact, and I keep kicking him, my heart thundering loudly in my ears.

Only when I’m breathing hard do I stop stomping on his chest, looking down at the hole I’ve made in his chest. Some of his organs can be seen and he’s ruined my shoes.

I wipe my bloody hands on my jacket, the smell of metallic blood strong in the air.

“Now look what you made me do. She may have been gone for eight years, but I know exactly how to get to her,” I murmur, a cruel smile crossing my lips. I will break her strong resolve. Does she really think she is powerful enough to face me?

Did she really think she could come here and attain anything? What a foolish mistake… I planned this. I know how she works, making her come here. I knew she would. I know what will break her – what will destroy her.

She might think she’s smart, both her and that Alpha, but they have walked right into my trap and now, once she pushes that Alpha away on her own accord, it will leave her unprotected and alone. And then, then she will be mine to destroy, to control, and to abuse.

I walk to my seat, unbothered that the dead body of one of my men is still lying there. I should hang him on the wall of the pack hall as a reminder to the rest of the pack.

Now, Scarlett pushed him away, so I can play my next card.

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