When Luke came to report to his alpha, I was already expecting the fallout.
“She slept with him after leaving your room. What are you going to do about that?” Flynn couldn’t hold back any longer. “You’re still taking her with you?” he asked in disbelief, because it made no fucking sense to him.
I said nothing, but my electric blue eyes darkened several shades. The Mad King was most terrifying when silent – no one knew when I might explode.
Right on cue, someone knocked on the door, and Kevin’s scent drifted into the room, making Flynn wrinkle his nose in disgust.
“Want to see him?” Flynn looked at me with concern while the new alpha requested a moment to speak with the king.
I smirked. “Why not?” My chuckle sent ice down Flynn’s spine.
“Don’t kill him, okay? Don’t do anything stupid.” Flynn’s tone turned stern. “You can’t start a civil war over a woman like Phoebe.”
“Relax. He just wants to talk, right?” I leaned back against the sofa, my electric blue eyes flashing with malice. That’s exactly why Flynn couldn’t trust me. “Open the door and let the bastard in.”
“Don’t do anything rash, Perry.”
I raised my brows, as if challenging my beta’s warning.
When the door opened, Kevin stepped inside. Shock hit him as he took in the destroyed room, and he froze in place, not daring to venture further into the bedroom.
“What are you doing over there, alpha? Come here, take a seat. It’s a bit messy.” I waved my hand like a predator luring its prey.
Somehow, Kevin felt like he was walking toward the gallows.
Perry’s POV
The chaos I’d unleashed wasn’t small by any measure.
I’d flipped everything upside down, obliterated anything within reach, like a tornado had ripped through this place.
Only one couch survived my rampage, and I claimed it entirely, leaving Kevin no choice but to stand before me. He clearly despised the arrangement.
“What’s on your mind?” I leaned forward, my electric blue eyes boring into the alpha as I folded my arms with growing impatience.
“Word is you’re planning to claim one of this pack’s omegas,” Kevin ventured, attempting to meet my stare but failing miserably. His gaze dropped to my chin instead. My intensity sent shivers down his spine – I could sense it.
“She happens to be my mate,” I stated flatly. The whole pack witnessed me marking her, though I now cursed my rash decision. “Got a problem with that?”
Happens to be. Kevin latched onto my choice of words, and his resolve solidified. “My king, I’m uncertain if you’re aware, but she’s hardly suitable for someone of your stature.”
“Not suitable for me?” Malice flickered in my eyes, though Kevin missed it entirely since he couldn’t look at me directly. “Explain.”
“She’s… inappropriate.” Kevin appeared troubled. “It shames me to confess this, but she’s been throwing herself at me. She was originally my mate, but given her slutty behavior before I even knew our connection, I rejected her.
She’s not right for you. You deserve far better.”
“So you can screw her, but I can’t?”
Kevin’s head snapped up at my crude language. He stared at me, catching the smile that never touched my eyes. “That’s not what I – she’s not queen material for the werewolf kingdom.”
“Are we buddies, alpha?” I cocked my head, studying this newly appointed leader before me, fantasizing about wrapping my hands around his throat. I could almost see his blood pooling from the gaping wound.
“Excuse me, my king?”
“Have we been friends for long?”
“Um, no.” Kevin had no clue where this was heading.
“Then piss off. Your opinion means nothing to me. I could crown a damn slave if I wanted.” I didn’t need to raise my voice – my icy tone delivered the message perfectly.
I couldn’t care less what anyone thought of my choices.
“What’s the real issue? Can’t bear to surrender your little toy to your king?” I leaned closer, and despite sitting, I radiated enough menace to make Kevin’s knees shake.
Every fiber of Kevin’s being screamed at him to retreat.
His survival instincts kicked in hard whenever danger approached, and my entire presence reeked of it.
“Do you want your plaything so badly you can’t let her go?” I arched an eyebrow, then let out a dark chuckle that rumbled from deep in my chest. “She belongs to me now. Find yourself another woman to fuck.”
My vulgar words clearly disturbed Kevin.
Too crude, even for his tastes.
“Alpha, if you fancy someone in this pack, I could arrange for another woman – someone more respectable,” Kevin persisted, still desperate to keep Phoebe close.
His facade cracked, and I caught the scent of his desperation, his frantic need to hold onto that woman.
This amused me slightly, considering the intel I’d gathered suggested she’d been the one chasing him.
“Stop right there, alpha. You’re pissing me off. If I hear one more word of your bullshit persuasion, I’ll crush your skull like that.” I gestured toward the shattered vase scattered across the floor.
Kevin’s mouth snapped shut. He wanted to speak but restrained himself, knowing better than to challenge me – especially the mad king.
Something told Kevin I’d follow through on my threat without hesitation.
“Get out, alpha.” This time, barely contained rage laced my voice. “My royal beta advised against killing you, and I’d hate to disappoint him by ignoring his counsel.”
Kevin bowed his head in submission and left without another word. Only after disappearing from my sight could he breathe normally again. My presence alone had been suffocating him.
He hurried away from the room as quickly as possible, fearing I might lose my mind again and make good on my promise.
Meanwhile, I destroyed the couch – the last surviving piece in that room. My irritation knew no bounds.
When Flynn entered again, he could only shake his head. “What now? Planning to tear down the entire building?”
“I absolutely could.”
“No, you can’t.” Flynn immediately gripped my shoulder, steering me out of the completely demolished room. “We’re ready to leave.”
“That woman?” I growled. I refused to abandon her, especially after witnessing Kevin’s eagerness to keep her close. The thought alone made me want to kill him on the spot.
“She’s in the car. We’re leaving now.”
Flynn wouldn’t risk provoking me further when my mood had turned this foul.
Initially, he’d wanted to leave that woman behind – why bring her anyway?
We walked toward the car together, and her scent hit me immediately.
Phoebe’s POV
I couldn’t make sense of my emotions. Conflicted feelings churned through me as I prepared to abandon the Obsidian Claw pack. This was supposed to be what I craved. I’d spent years yearning for the moment when I’d never have to face the people I despised.
Yet, even in my most desperate fantasies, I never pictured leaving like this. Second mates were practically mythical – nobody even talked about them happening.
What made it worse was that my second mate happened to be the Mad King. The universe had a twisted sense of humor.
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