Scarred Alphas by Norisha May
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 seem The assassin lunges at me and I notice the other assassin trying to get to me too but Victor and Serge I dodge but this time I also deflect the knife and then immediately throw a punch, hitting him in the t but quickly recovers. I scoot back trying to get away from his oncoming grip but hit a table with a vase and over in pain and then I knee him straight on his face. The man falls on the floor holding his nose and 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 jum He realizes how concerned he sounds then he repeats in a more subtle manner. "Are you okay, princes 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

"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."

mess happening around Warrick and over at Colt's area. iately intervene.

Some paragraphs are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on FindNovel.net. Visit FindNovel.net to read the complete chapters for free. He stumbles back 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 when Victor appears and kicks the man on his face again but this time it knocks him out.

it and come to me but he doesn't.

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. 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 us.

"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 a*****e 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 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 anything." She immediately says and I allow it giving her a nod.

"First of all, I don't expect anything. I know what I did. And I know it was wrong. I am sorry for it. I am sorry for what I did and I am sorry for hurting you. Yes, I am paying for it now and I know I deserve it. I don't expect your forgiveness and that is okay. You have every right to be angry at me." She pauses and then continues. "I make no excuses, I did it for two reasons. The first one is that I am a selfish person. I wanted more.

I wanted...power and what that power brought me. The second reason was that I was afraid. I was afraid of the uncertainty, of the position that we were in at that moment. I didn't think rationally and I was selfish. I am sorry for the pain I caused you. That... is all I wanted to say."

I stay quiet pondering what she just said.

I can't say that I forgive her. But I do understand being afraid. She was tortured just as I was. She has the scars to prove that too. She made a choice based on fear but also selfishness.

I give her a nod telling her that I understand but by no means does that mean I forgive what she did. She nods back and then I watch her walk away.

I was not expecting that at all. It is also nice to know that she is remorseful now that she is in the position she is in.

I take a sip of my drink with a smile on my face.

Karma is definitely real.

I walk up to the window but can't see Cass anywhere anymore. I grunt and finish my drink before I walk out.

Stopping my way through the halls, not really knowing what to do with myself, I stumble on Julia who I have not seen in several days.

She looks like she just woke up, completely unkempt which is not like her. Her eyes are red and puffy.

"Ale-Colt..." She wraps her tiny arms around my neck and hides her face.

"Julia...what is wrong?" I ask her but I have a feeling that I know.

"You. I can't do it. All I want is you."

I pull her hands away, pushing her gently from me.

"Julia, how much more clear can I make it?"

The last thing I ever want to do is hurt her but I have to be direct. I can't give her any thought that there is any chance.

"I am in love with Cass and even if she wasn't around, I do not have feelings for you.

I never have and I am sure never gave you that idea."

"If it's not you then there is no one else for me."

"You have a mate somewhere, you know that.

You just haven't met him yet."

She vigorously shakes her head and latches on to me again.

"Enough, Julia!" With a stern voice, I grab her arms and pull her away.

"I won't! You are not mated to her just yet so there is still a chance!"

How delusional is she?

This is when I realize that she is unstable. This is not normal.

I decide that it's a good idea to have a talk with her father.

Maybe he can get some sense into her and if all fails...Warrick might be my answer but I'm not sure if he'd even care to help.