The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 44

Chapter 44 Satisfying, yes. But st upid. Isaac pulled away, a smile stretching as he shrugged. His dark hair hung over his eyes with his lips slowly tugging into a smirk. “Can’t answer that when I’m still questioning why, myself.” I rolled my eyes, intertwining my fingers together and sank against my leather chair. Looking at Isaac with suspicion, I stared. I knew there had to be som ason Issac was here. It was completely out of character for him to walk into my office just for small talk. If he wasn’t training, he was overseeing others train. There wasn’t a single second in his life where he wasn’t on pack training grounds. “Okay. What’s going on now?” The smile slipped off his face at being caught. Issac’s gaze dropped to the floor before he sheepishly chuckled. “That obvious, huh?”

He may have a good poker face but it didn’t work on me. He sighed, his body sagging forward as he looked behind him to where the closed door was. He glared. “Alpha Windril is here to see you. His words were more than just a simple shock. I felt my eyes widen. The boy whose dad I just murdered like an hour and a half ago? “His son? Cade?” I asked. “Yes.” The man went out of his way to come here instead of going home? I stood up, pushing my chair back and walked around my mahogany table. I sat at the ledge of the table and pursed my lips. “And?”

He said nothing. Isaac’s adam’s apple bobbed slowly as he swallowed down his nerves. His eyes immediately took refuge at the ground. His fists were clenched and his jaw was tightened. The papers would have to wait. It appears to me that my Gamma here, is worried about something. “And… I think you should send him away.’ Again, my eyes widened in shock. “Now why would I do that?” Isaac’s head suddenly snapped up, his eyes wide with disbelief. Ripples of emotions flowed through my veins from our bond. Shaking his head, he looked at me like I was missing the big point here. Chapter 44 “You just killed his father? He may want revenge? There’s a chance he could very well attack you, right here, right now! I don’t trust any Windril blood and I most certainly won’t trust him with you involved. I don’t understand why you let him have the position in the first place! Windril’s are no good!” His deep voice rumbled. The anxiety and distrust was obvious in his tone. I could feel his wolf perk up in caution, walking around in a circle and glancing at the door every once in a while. While human side Isaac was wary of the boy, so was wolf Isaac. Together, they were just a lump of a paranoid warrior. I exhaled, giving him a look. Of course I knew where he was coming from. He did have point. Typically any person whose parent was killed by someone would feel angry. Maybe angry enough to want to take revenge by attacking the killer, but that doesn’t apply to this situation. Not when his father has made his mother, the rightful Luna, one of his many ‘playthings’. I may not be the most benevolent person there was, but I knew no one would be able to forgive a ‘father’ who would do such a thing. Besides, I highly doubt the boy would try to k ill me when he was in my territory. I refuse to believe he was stu pid enough to do that. With no child or siblings, Cade Windril is the sole heir to the Alpha’s seat. If he dies, the pack will go into complete chaos with who will have the right to claim it and the rest is history. The fact that there’s no current Beta, Luna or Gamma, means there’s no one else suitable for the title. No order in the pack. The rightful Luna wouldn’t be able to claim the title because she was never given one in the first place, nor did she have any prior training to be able to fight off challengers. At least, that I know of. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

It’ll be fair game to anyone in the pack, but its inevitably going to fall. With no Alpha blood in the seat, the ‘Alpha’ will crumble from pressure and will lead the pack to its demise. An Alpha with no Alpha blood or connection to an Alpha blood (as a mate) is the same thing as a bunny going against a pack of lions. He’ll be eaten alive, metaphorically speaking. I wasn’t going to cower away just because there’s a slim chance he would attack me. If he did in fact, actually have the bal ls to try attacking me on my territory, I wouldn’t hesitate to end him the same way I did his father. Maybe almost as brutally just to emphasize how I’m not a very kind person if you test me. I’m giving the boy the benefit of the doubt and trusting my intuition that he is nothing like his father. I trust paper and statistics, but when dealing with people you never really know. You gamble in the game of trust. “Alpha Windril is not going to do harm. I genuinely believe he’s a good man. Perhaps one of the best Alpha’s in the future.”