~Stuart~
I’m summoned to the pack office as if I’m some schoolboy about to be reprimanded by the principal. It irks me that these boys
think so highly of themselves. They feel they are above everyone else and untouchable. I wasn’t even happy when my twins
expressed their interest in them. I went along with it because they deserve the best, and having the Luna title gives me that.
As I walk into the room, I see all eyes on me—Paul with Landon, Lincoln at his desk, and Mark on the couch. I have no idea what
the hell they want from me, but they better make it quick. I have things to do, and I’m still pissed about my mate being allowed to
be away from me. “You wanted to see me.......” I make eye contact with Paul, hoping he will speak quickly.
“No, not me. My sons called for you. Have a seat, please.” As if I didn’t know it was his bratty sons who called for me. I pretend
to act as if I’m some complaint member of the pack when I really just want to rip their throats out. I make my way to the chair in
front of Landon and have a seat. No one really says anything; everyone just looks at each other.
“Well?! Is this about my mate? Are you apologizing for interfering in matters that aren’t your damn concern?” I can hear an intake
of breath, and I figure it’s Mark. I’m sure he lets them intimidate him all the time, but not me. I can take them in a heartbeat and
would love to prove as much. A low growl rips into the room, which causes a smirk to appear on my face. Anything to get under
their skin makes me beyond happy.
Landon. He seems to be dealing with something right now, making him the weaker twin. If I need to, he will be the one to break.
“Okay.” Lincoln sighs, and it’s filled with irritation. Another point for me, none for them.
“We have recently come across some vital information regarding the girls. Adela had a warrior call us to return to teh territory
under the guise that there was trouble. When we arrived, everything was fine.”
“Okay, and.....” Did they really just call me here for some stupid gossip? A throat clears next to me, but I refuse to take my eyes
off Landon.
“Watch yourself, Stuart. I may still be Alpha, but the boys are soon to take my place. They are to be given the same respect as
me.” The funny thing is that I don’t even respect him. He is weak to me, and I could do his job better than he does it. I simply nod
so they can hurry and get to the point.
“The issue is, while we were gone, Tia was purposely attacked and almost killed,” I chuckle.
“Is that what she calls herself....’Tia’ ?” Landon’s nostrils flare, and that makes me chuckle more.
“WE CONCLUDED that the phone call was meant to get us out of the area so TIA could be attacked.” Where are they going with
this? “It’s probable that the girls orchestrated the attack some way or even did it themselves.” I shoot out of my chair, making it
fall on its side with a bang. I slam my fist on the desk and growl.
“Are you accusing MY GIRLS?!” I’m breathing heavily, the anger threatening to take over completely. How dare these weak boys
to accuse my girls of anything! Even if they did have something to do with the attack, who the f**k cares?! She’s weak and
I keep my eyes on Landon but direct my inquiry to Paul. “You expect your boys to be given the same respect you are, yet you
say nothing about them speaking of pack members this way.”
“It seems like they are warranted in their questions and opinions. The burden is on your daughters to prove they had nothing to
do with this. As the moment, they are looking quite guilty and aren’t making you look all that innocent either.” I f**king can’t stand
this weak b***h.
Landon slowly stands up from his chair and looks directly at me. “What do you know about this? Were you apart of this as well?”
“How dare you accuse my girls! None of us had anything to do with the attack on your precious mate. All one has to do is meet
her once and they are ready to rid the world of such a-”
“YOU WILL NOT SPEAK OF TIA THAT WAY!!!” Each word spoken had the room vibrating. So the little boy has a little fire under
his belt. Who knew?
“Just know that we are looking for the twins, and once found, they will be thrown into the cells for further questioning.” The anger
overrides my control, and I jump across the desk, going for Landon’s neck. What I didn’t anticipate was what his response would
be. Landon quickly meets me in the middle, with his hand wrapped around my neck. I’m flipped quickly and slammed on my
back. I hear the crack of some bones as pain shoots all through me. I’m struggling for breath, and Landon is over me.
“You better pray to the Moon Goddess that we don’t find any information that points to you. If I find out that you had anything to
do with what happened to Tia, I will skin you alive myself.” Landon’s face is so close that I can feel spittle fall on me as he
speaks. I swear this little prick has just signed his death certificate. No one talks to me like that nor treats my children that way. I
vaguely hear footsteps before I feel hands on my arms.
“Landon let him up. Take him to the clinic so he can get checked out.” My neck becomes free as I’m carried out of the office.
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