Betrayed from Birth – Alpha’s Unvalued Daughter
Chapter 169

Graham's POV

THE ONE-YEAR MARK FROM BLAKE BEING PUT IN A CELL

(This is 3 months later than the previous chapter)

I was in my office, when Forest came in, and he was mad. There was no way to tell why as he was a very temperamental kid on most days. I got him a smaller desk and had it put in next to mine, as he really has lost it thinking that he will be the actual Alpha. He will not. He would be a terrible Alpha, so it will be me, making all of the decisions for the pack. Usually, I keep him busy by sending him on errands. He is costing me a lot of money in the last year, as he wrecked his car a week after he got it, trying to race someone and blowing the motor up, right before he wrecked it. He didn't care and wanted an immediate replacement. He got one, the same car, but I told him if he wrecked that, he was out of luck, he would have to earn money for the next one, and he settled down. We have spent the 2 million that I got from Aaron and his pack. I have been trying to get my hands on Reagan, but she is hard to get a hold of.

I have men watching the gate from the woods across from Black Adder. The men get dropped off about a mile from there and they have set up great vantage points in the woods where they can see who comes and goes from the pack. We send out 2 teams, and for 8 hours a day, they sit and wait to see if they can even see her there. I haven't gotten a visual yet of her actually being there, but she has to be there. She has no friends and no one who would stick their necks out to take care of her. I have checked for recent home purchases for large homes to accommodate her and her family both here and in the surrounding states. She hadn't bought a new home, so there were only two options on where she could be hidden. She was either being hidden at either Black Adder with Raven. Or, she is at Blood Tracker, being hidden there by Cole. I know Cole, he would not forgive Reagan so easily. She has to be with Raven, but I have been biding my time. I don't want them to suspect that I will attack them, so I have not contacted any of them. They have no way of knowing what is going on here at Black Moon. As far as they know, Blake is still in charge. We have refused the council entry on three occasions and blamed it on Blake each time. The council is furious with him now for the disrespect. I doubt they will even look into it if I killed him, as that is my end game anyway.

The fact that I finally got Blake to break months ago, and give me the username and password made no difference. Reagan changed them both, and I still cannot get control of the account. I am going to have to resort to some other methods soon because I need that money. She can't just keep it from me. I will have to just break down and go to the bank soon. The council had advised the gate guards, and Forest, who had been the one who had gone down to speak with them, that they knew I was free from the cells. They wanted to take me into custody. Forest told them that Blake had allowed me to be free, agreeing that I had paid my dues. They disagreed with the assessment and told Forest that they would be watching for me to leave the pack. They have been keeping an eye out on me too. Every time any of the men leave here to go anywhere, the council's enforcers stop the vehicles and search them. They are not giving up on taking me into custody, so I have to stay here. It was the only reason that I haven't gone to the bank already myself. It seemed like they knew that Forest was lying, at least that was what he said to me. Only the gate guards were there with him, and I can't take the risk of going to the gate to speak with the council members to see if they believe him or not. It would be rubbing their noses in it, and that would piss them off. The council does not like to be disrespected, and they were after me, and Reagan when we left. Silas knew that he and his family had nowhere else to go. Both he and his daughter had stuck their necks out too with that last plan to try to get Brandon to mark Cheryl. I needed to make sure that it wasn't just me as the primary fighter in the group, I knew we needed help. Silas was strong, and so was Cheryl. Billie, Cassandra, and Reagan were all just baggage for us while we were on the

run.

Silas was acceptable to me at the time, but I didn't really need him around anymore. He has slacked off and has not really been a help to me anymore. I need stronger men around me, and frankly, they are lacking around here. I hate to say it, but things were better when Blake was in charge. I have got to figure out a way to get him on my side, to go in with us, as we need him. His men are not big fans of me or Forest, and will not accept or take instructions from us. They just do not care about getting stronger at fighting, or learning what we need to learn. They also do not fear punishment, as we can't lock them all up, they are standing together united. Even when we locked the leaders up, the rest stood firm and would not be shaken. Blake made it look simple running this pack, and I hate saying it, but I think that I am going to need him. The warriors barely listen to Garrett and Marc, and we will never be able to have two men in shape to attack if we don't do something here, and quickly. I do not know what else to do myself, and I am super frustrated.

I cannot find Reagan, and I cannot get my money back, and my mate is dead. I do not know what the next step should be, because it all seems like the universe is completely working against me. I know it is the Goddess that is doing it, and I wanted to roar out in fury, but it won't solve anything. I am resting my head on my hand on the desk and I heard Forest enter the room with an angry huff, and throw his phone on his desk. I almost don't want to ask but to keep him happy, I have to. He clearly wants to say something, but just can't figure out how to start the conversation.

I raised my head and looked at him and asked, "Are you OK, Forest?" I am praying for him to say "Yes" and leave it at that, but of course, that would be too easy. He picks up his phone and tosses it to me.

I looked down and see a picture of Cheryl, in a wedding dress looking super happy and gazing up at that bloodsucker. I am stunned, she married that leech? Has she gone crazy, why in the world would she have even considered doing that? Forest said, "Just look, there are more pictures, mom had lost her mind." I started scrolling through the pictures, and I paused because right there as a bridesmaid, I see Reagan and Raven standing there together, looking so happy for her. My Goddess, have they all gone crazy over there now? It is not right to mate with one of those bloodsuckers, and she freaking married him. I can understand Forest's shame over his mother's actions. I am stunned too, what in the hell was Cheryl thinking? Why did they even have a wedding, there was no purpose to it for them, they are not a match. Opposites in every way, so how could this even work?

I sat back in my chair, and Forest saw that I was just as shocked as he was about this. I can just imagine his shame if this got out. Was Cheryl so freaking desperate now, that she would take the first man who showed any interest in her, or wanted her. She must have been absolutely desperate to have done this. She should be completely ashamed, as she will not be able to show her face in public anymore. I looked back at Forest and he seems really pissed. I am getting an idea now, and I already know if I come at this the right way, that I can get Blake completely on my side now. I can work him into a frenzy, and he will be putty in my hands again. I am already thinking of the way I need to play this when Forest pipes up again and said, "That isn't even the worst part." I need to know what he means by that because what I am currently looking at is really bad, almost unbelievable right now. What else could there be to make this worse? I am almost wanting to rub my hands together in anticipation of this apparent jaw-dropping news that he is about to give me. He takes the phone back from me and when he hands the phone back he said there are 3 screenshots of a conversation between Robert, and Casey. Forest said, "Robert was the one to send the pictures to Casey to tell her about the wedding. He didn't say anything to me about it, he hasn't spoken to me since he left. But he and Casey still communicate together several times a week. Robert told Casey that she is about to be a big sister. Can you believe that she is pregnant by that disgusting leech? He and Kevin really miss Casey and wanted her to come to live at the new house that the fanged bastard built for the family. They are all living together in a very nice house. Apparently, they are all just living it up over there. I have seen pictures of their rooms, and all they have, and it is complete bullshit. Why should they be doing better off than me? We need to do something about this. I bet Reagan is spending all of the money that we should have, on bullshit for herself and her friends. She is just wasting it so we can't have it."

My heart drops, as he could be absolutely right. She could be pissing away my money each month. I have nothing right now, and it all belongs to me, and we need to get this fixed, and right this minute. I was doing a quick visit to my businesses for the first 15 years here. I made them unannounced so that the council couldn't make any plans to try to take me into their custody. I guess I need to do it again. I have not gone in to check on my businesses since before I was thrown into the cells by Blake. It has been a long time, and if I go in I can get my banking accounts changed up. That way I can get my money coming back to me. I guess I am pissed off enough to do it now. I have to do something or the money will keep going into Reagan's pocket. Forest showed me the pictures that he had from back when Roberts sent Casey pictures of when they moved into the house. It was big. I would say even bigger than Reagan's house had been from the size of it.

I can see now with all the frivolous spending that she is well out of control. Maybe that was part of the deal for her coming to stay there. She might have to give them a large sum to their pack, and that will build up quickly. That is my fg money, and she shouldn't have control of any of it. I guess I need to make plans to head out early in the morning so we can go to the local branches in the city, to get this s*t hammered out. I have a timeline that I want to hit, I am planning on attacking them on Cassandra's birthday in February. I wanted to do it on the day I met the love of my life, and my life changed at the Fall Ball. But that is just 3 months away, and we don't have what we need to have to do it successfully. We need to be a serious threat when we approach them. Once I have taken out Black Adder, and then Blood Walker, the other packs will know to leave us alone. We will be a powerhouse, and other weaker packs will fear us. I will go take over Blood Walker, and rename it back to Silver Blade pack. I can give Blake his stupid pack back, he will lose men in this attack, there is no way around that. Forest can take over this pack when Blake steps down, or he can take over whatever is left of Black Adder.

I have 7 months to get this ready to go, and there is no wiggle room on it. I was doing this for a reason. I was doing this out of respect for my mate, and what we had gone through together. I am doing this because my life would have been terrible all these years if not for her. I looked at Cheryl's happy smiling face, and how that fanged demon was looking at her. I am going to kill that bloodsucker first, so she sees what I am capable of. Then I am going to kill that hybrid nightmare that she is about to give birth to. What a disgusting creature it will turn out to be, I shuddered to even think of what it might look like. Then I will kill Kevin, then Robert, and when she is the only one left in her family, I will kill her too. I will not let her go unpunished for what she did to Cassandra. The council may have let her off, trying to blame it on me, but she didn't have to do what she did. She could have just shot them in the leg so they couldn't chase her, but they would have all lived. My heart aches for my sweet Cassandra. I wanted her so very badly. I miss her so much, lying in bed at night in our room, sometimes I feel like I can still feel her presence around me.

I know that my pushing Cheryl as far as I did, made Cassandra mad. She told me to stop, but I couldn't. Last month I found a letter in the closet when I was moving some things around to make room for the clothes that I had just bought. When the envelope fell, I didn't know where exactly it came from. I moved the basket that was sitting on the top shelf and the envelope just fluttered down. It was addressed to me, and I got about a third of the way through it before I had to sit down. Cassandra had written me a letter the night before she died. I remember she went outside to watch the sunset and had been out there about an hour before the sun went down. I could tell she was writing something but didn't know what it was. I was happy that day because I had taken the pills around to all of the girls to give to Blake, so I was glad that Cassandra was busy. She always tried to ask me where I was going, and what I was doing, especially there toward the end. She was so suspicious of me, and what I was doing, for absolutely no reason. She knew nothing of what was going on, at least that is what I thought. I was wrong.

Cassandra spoke to me in the letter and she told me exactly what she thought of my actions. All of them from the first night we met at the Ball, up until she pointed out that she knew what I had been up to with Cheryl and Blake, and me drugging her. She made me sound despicable, and it hurt my heart. I still missed her every day and hearing her anger at my actions actually hurt my heart. Because what I did was to try to make things better for her. That is why Blake is in a cell right now, and why I am making plans to make Cheryl suffer. I miss my mate every day. I swear that sometimes it seems like she comes to me in my dreams, but when I reach for her, she is no longer there. I have been out of that f*g cell for a year now, but I can't forget her, or move forward. I know that the Goddess is punishing me there too. I tried to take a couple of beautiful she-wolves to bed in the last year, but the end is always the same, I cannot finish. The she-wolves acted like they weren't disappointed, but they are talking about me now, and not in a positive way. I had paid them to keep quiet about it, but it is spreading like wildfire here. I will have to deal with them soon, as I can't allow that kind of disrespect to continue.

I told Forest what I was thinking about getting Blake to go in with us on the attack against Black Adder. Forrest didn't totally agree. I knew why, he wants his position to stay the same. It can't stay the same unless we can get Blake on our side. He did like the option of taking over at Black Adder once we attack them. He didn't want the whole pack ruined though from the attack, and I can't blame him for that. I told him that we would take back over my account and that I would fix any issues at Black Adder. I told him that I would take back over at Blood Walker. Leaving us all to run three very strong packs. The only thing we needed was to convince Blake that he needed to join us. That was going to be the hardest part, but I think I have got my argument done. I know exactly what I need to say to him now and we went downstairs to speak to him together.

I had done him the same way that he had done me. Forest had given me pictures of Cheryl, and I had blown them up and placed them on the walls, just like he had done with Cassandra's pictures. He was sitting on the cot, and I felt a little bad, as I have been beating him up, where he cannot fight back. His hands stay shackled and when it is time I have him lifted so I can do what I need to do to him. He is covered in blood, and I don't allow him to shower. He did me a lot better than I had done him, but I know that I can get this turned around. Forest was glaring at the pictures of his mother as if she had personally done something to him. She hadn't, she was actually a great mom and had only shot down the idea of the type of car that he wanted. It was simply out of concern for his safety. But he was a spoiled brat and didn't care about any of that. He wanted what he wanted, and her blocking him about the sports car had earned her his hatred.

Blake finally looks over at us, he heard us coming but had purposely ignored us. Forest had not come down here, because he was scared of his father. Scared of what would happen to him once his dad got his hands on him. He had betrayed him in the worst way that he could. The reason for it was absolutely petty because he wanted to take control of the pack, just to get the car he wanted. Forest was a real piece of work, he really was. He didn't deserve the position of Alpha, his brother Kevin did though, but that will not be happening, Kevin will have to die with the rest of them, as well as Reagan and Raven. The glare on Blake's face let me know that I was in for a long talk, but I knew I could spin it like I needed to. I had already decided how I was going to get him on my side. I could care less about what he did to Forest, but I needed Blake on my side.

We stood there silently for a few minutes before Blake growled out, "What the hell are you doing here, Graham? You have already been here today to take your anger out on me. What? Are you stepping it up to twice a day now? I can tell you now, that you can't make me hate you any more than I do right now."