5

Alpha Jared paced his study after he had left the room. Something felt a bit off. He prided himself in being an excellent judge of character, but there was an inconsistency with the human girl locked up in his room.

He remembered how he had left her, naked and trembling, her lips swollen from his kisses. She was one hell of a lovely female, and there was no harm in sampling the goods she or her stepfather so graciously offered him – but only after he got the information he needed from her. After he was done with her, he was going to give her to his betas. An even more gruesome fate awaited Jack when he finally set his hands on the sniveling traitor.

For a moment, the Alpha allowed his mind to go down memory lane, down to a moment when he had not yet been so ruthless that some people could even describe him as well. He had trusted Jack then, trusted all his domestic staff, only for the beta to give him away to his enemies.

Alpha Jared had gone on a mission to an enemy pack, a mission that was supposed to have been very easy, but instead, the pack had been expecting him. The Alpha of the pack had liaised with three other Alphas and their betas, together, they had all been able to capture Jared.

It had taken four grueling months of torture before he had escaped, and only to find out half of his domestic staff, and even his mistress all worked for Jack. Alpha Jared had stopped trusting people that day, and least of all females.

Now a lovely little female who feigned innocence had been brought to him in a box – according to his betas, she had climbed in there by herself. Jared did not believe in coincidences. That little vixen had a mission to accomplish in his pack, and not only was he going to stop her from accomplishing it, he was going to find out what it was.

There was just a tiny little possibility that she was not as evil as her stepfather, she might have been only been used by him, and even though the Alpha enjoyed his reputation of cruelty, he couldn’t bring himself to punish a victim.

He was going to hear her out, find out her side of the story, but first, she had to tell him what Jack had sent her to do in his pack – and also where to find the beta.

He drew in a clear breath as he walked out of his study and into the open. He needed to clear his head, and for him, there was only one way to do that – the open air, and a female’s flesh. He knew just the right one to visit.

Carla was sitting by her window when the Alpha walked in. She had once been a Luna of another pack but was rejected by her mate when he caught her in the arms of another. “What can I say – my mother was a whore, I’m no different,” she had said to the Alpha as she narrated her story, blowing out smoke from her mouth, a thin cigarette held between her fore and middle finger.

That had been four years ago when she had first settled in his pack, and until now, she was still one of his favorite mistresses. There was a certain lack of pretension about her that the Alpha liked, and now when he was faced with Ariana’s pretense, he felt the need to draw his pleasure from Carla.

“It’s been a while,” she said casually when she turned her head and saw him. “I was beginning to think you had tired of me – that maybe it was time for me to move on to a new pack.”

Alpha Jared shrugged. He wasn’t the only male warming her bed and they both knew it. If she moved to another pack, it would be because she thought she could make more money there, and not because she was heartbroken by his neglect. “No one is stopping you from leaving Carla, but while you’re still here, get over here.”

She didn’t need to be told twice. She was already naked in an instant and his arms the next instant.

Jared found himself thinking of Ariana and her large green eyes through the heartless bout of sex with Carla. For some reason, he felt the little human would arouse his curiosity more in bed. What did she look like when she smiled, when she was totally at ease – when she was not pretending to be chaste –

“You have a lot on your mind today Alpha,” Carla observed languidly after they were done. “I’ve already known you are getting tired of me, but today – well after today, I better be looking for a new pack.”

The Alpha shrugged as a casual smile tugged at the bottom of his lip. They both knew she was bluffing, for some reason, she had grown too attached to him to want to leave – he wished she would leave.

“Is it another female on your mind?” She asked, reaching out for a cigarette she kept close by. When she offered him one and he rejected it, she shrugged and lit it.

“So who’s this female on your mind then – you like her?” She tried again.

The Alpha laughed. “Far from it. She’s a spy under my custody, I’m just looking for the right way to break her.”

“Or the right way to get information from her without breaking her,” Carla observed. “You must have some reservations if you had to come for quick sex with me before you made up your mind what to do with the female.”

The Alpha shrugged. She was right. That was one of the things he liked about her, it was somehow relaxing to have a quick fvck with a female one moment, and the next, have an intelligent conversation with her. And he had to admit just how right she was.

Something within him believed that there was a possibility the little naked vixen in his room was not pretending. As ruthless as he was, as wicked, he just didn’t derive joy from hurting defenseless females.

He didn’t believe she was as innocent as she pretended to be, but she might have been more a victim of her stepfather, than his partner. Carla was right. If he really wanted to break the fragile human girl, it would have been very easy. He already saw the way she looked at him, and knew he wanted her. All he had to do was take her roughly, make her feel pain and absolutely no warmth, humiliate her by the very act of love-making males used to cherish their females, and then give her over to his betas. Before five of them would be done with her, she would be ready to tell him whatever he needed to know but – he had seen the pain that clouded her large expressive eyes each time he mistreated her, and for the first time, it didn’t give him joy to know he was hurting an enemy.

He shrugged and got to his feet. Whatever the case was, he still needed to handle Ari, and if she would not be bent, then she would have to be broken.

“You have agreed to punish her then,” Carla called from behind him as he walked out. “It’s always easier for you to accept someone is guilty than believe they are innocent – sometimes I – sometimes I wonder if you are scared you would discover you actually have a heart if you give people a chance.” She completed, but the Alpha was already long gone.

Sighing, Carla dragged a long draw from her cigarette then flung the butt to the floor. Let one female hurt a male, then he punished everyone for it forever, but females were hurt everyday, and yet they were expected to rise above it. Life didn’t seem fair.