Page 71 of Alpha Leo and the Heart of Fire
“Good night, Azura,” she says, and that’s when I see it, the tiny glimmer of guilt in her eyes before she shuts the door in my face.
Will You Believe Me
Leo
Schurke Wolf, my alias, the name the cartel world knows me by. I rule the United Kingdom from the underground, with ties and allies in Italy, Germany, and most European countries. Power and money, I have it all. The humans look to their king and prime minister, and the supernatural species looks to Alejandro, but from the shadows, England is mine.
Humans work for me, and although they don’t know who I am exactly, they sense the power that I hold. They can feel it when in my presence and know I am not to be trifled with. I am feared by all, and there are not many who can look me in the eye.
My most trusted men from my pack are also part of my cartel, but I always made it clear that if they want to step back from the front lines, they are welcome to because in this world, death is always hanging over you. Luckily, being a werewolf makes us pretty much invincible when it comes to dealing with humans. But even then, the risk of the unknown is always there, and I do not want my people to be left without their mates because of my own ambitions. Nothing happens without my knowledge, and if someone ever tries to double cross me, then I fucking take care of them.
I now wear a dark grey suit, a black shirt, and smart boots as I head to one of my underground warehouses. The drugs havefinally arrived, and I am here to take a look at them myself. I am flanked by my most trusted; the Six as they are referred to. Ace, Shane, Dan, Jin, Li, and Jax. I don’t trust easily, but these six, I grew up with them, and I know they are ideal for this job. They go by aliases here, just like most of us. Within the pack, we don’t really show that we talk much. I prefer not to mix the two identities. Only Ace and Jax live at the pack, whilst the other four live in the city.
I slow down as I look at the crates in front of me. The LSD has been separated from the fruit they had been compiled with, and I look at the endless packets in the assorted crates, letting out a low whistle. We did it. One huge, risky, shipment, but with the correct planned journey that I had mapped, they got into the UK without being discovered by border control. I crouch down by one of the crates, opening one of the clear packs and take a pinch in my fingers. I sniff it; it is clean. The very best that money can buy.
“Check every individual packet and get it to Seven X. Open the market for our buyers a week from now,” I command, turning around. Those who that was directed at know the location of that site. The less who know where I am keeping it, the better.
“Understood. We’ve already begun getting everything in place,” Snider, one of my human Lieutenants, speaks.
“Perfect,” I reply, about to say something else when I suddenly feel a wave of unease wash through me. Something is wrong. I look up sharply scanning the place, but it is completely secure. Only a few I trust are in here and it is heavy with security.
Check if this place is secure,I command through the link. A few minutes later, they tell me all is fine. What is this feeling?
“Everything okay, boss?” Snider asks.
“Get them to Seven X now via separate routes as planned,” I say, pocketing the packet I had opened.
“Understood!” He moves away, and I take my phone out. Nophones work in here and I’m not about to lower my defences. Is something wrong at home? Azura comes to my mind and that unease grows.
Noir, call Emmet,I command one of the men who is standing guard outside.
Yes, boss.After a moment, he says,He isn’t answering, Alpha.
Fine.
I frown. That feeling isn’t going away, and I wonder if something has happened to her. Has that bastard found a way into the pack?
“I’m leaving. Take care of the rest,” I tell the Six before I walk past them.
As much as I want to oversee this myself, I have to go back. I need to make sure she is fucking okay. Stepping out into the underground carpark, I get into my car, commanding my driver to get moving and close the screen between us so he can’t overhear before ringing Eric.
“Hey, Alpha.”
“Where are you?” I ask coldly.
“I, uh, was just at Emmet’s floor and am heading down now. Everything okay?” He sounds tense.
“How about you answer that?”
He sighs, “Emmet told you?”
“Emmet didn’t even answer my call. What the fuck is going on?”
“He and Azura, the visitor, got into a physical fight.”
Fight. A flash of anger ripples through me, and my eyes blaze steel blue.
Drive faster,I growl to the driver through the link.
