Maxim walked with his hands clasped at the back. This was definitely an excuse. “Ask Hector and Victoria to receive them. Put them in the guest rooms and-“
“They have booked the entire Central Point Hotel, Rick informed him. It was a hotel on Shocked, Maxim stopped in his tracks. He frowned. “And why so?”
“They are coming with a group of twenty Lycans and so they don’t want to be disturbed.”
Twenty Lycans? To get the high school certificate? Something was not right. Maxim’s senses went on high alert. Why would Hunter come with such a large group? The Lycans were too powerful. Were they secretly hatching a plot to ***all the werewolves? “Put all our warriors on high alert,” he said.
“I will,” Rick replied. “Maybe, we shouldn’t let Hector and Victoria receive them,” he added after some time. “River and Hector have rejected each other and they won’t be comfortable in each other’s company.”
“Do as I say!” Maxim growled. He wanted to distract River and also see how it affected Hunter by sending Hector and Victoria.
As soon as Rick left, Maxim went to his office. He had to call the other rebel Alphas and inform them that Hunter had come with a very large group of his warriors. Once he had called them all to apprise them of the situation, he called Hector in his office.
“River and Hunter are coming to visit the Crescent Moon pack,” said Maxim as he pointed at the chair on the opposite side for Hector to sit
“Why?” Hector spat. He hated River and Hunter. “You said you would never allow that ***to come back to the pack. You should stop her!”
Maxim wanted to slap his son. He was always so shortsighted. “Do you think I want her to come here? I despise her more than you can think!”
“Then why the ***are you allowing her?”
“She is coming here with Hunter and they are accompanied by twenty Lycan warriors,” Maxim explained. “She wants to get her high school certificate. You and Victoria will be accompanying her to the school and smoothen the process of getting the certificate from the Headmistress.”
“Why the ***would she need her high school certificate? She is a ***breeder. Do they want to have literate breeders now? Since when have the Lycans started giving importance to education to their breeders?” Hector scoffed.
Maxim was getting irritated. He really didn’t have time for his son’s ***talk. He leaned forward and growled, “Do what has been asked of you. Other than that, leave it to me, okay?”
Hector pursed his lips at his father’s complete lack of acknowledging his intelligence.
“I want you to keep her and Hunter busy for the whole day. She shouldn’t get her certificate until the day ends.” “Why?” Hector asked with a surprised expression.
Maxim gritted his teeth. “Can you just focus on what I am asking, ***it!”
“But you can tell me the reason,” Hector insisted.
Maxim let out a ragged breath. “I have called all the Alphas out here who are with me. We don’t trust Hunter and his intentions! Now is it clear?”
Hector was aware of his father’s tryst with the Lycans. He knew that his father was involved in the rebellion against the Lycans. Maxim had told him about it several months back because after all, he was going to take over as the Alpha of the pack and had to carry the legacy on. His demeanor became serious. “Yes, I am clear, father. I will take care of her and Hunter and make sure that her certificate is not released until evening.”
“Good!” Maxim nodded. “They are in the Central Point Hotel. I have sent a message to them that you would be going to meet them.”
Hector left the office and after picking up Victoria whom he had already apprised of in his car, sped to the Central Point Hotel.
“Goddess! I hate that dimwit so much, Hector,” said Victoria as she got out of the car. Wearing a green mini skirt with a white blouse and pumps, she adjusted her freshly curled hair around her shoulders.
“Don’t expect me to be friendly with her.”
Hector chuckled. “I despise her as well, Victoria, but father has asked me to make it look like we are very fine with their visit. We can’t let them suspect us, okay?”
“Yeah, yeah!” She drawled and removed her black goggles.
When they entered the hotel’s lobby, Hector saw that five Lycans were standing there as if guarding it for their king. The hotel receptionist came running to Hector and bowed to him. “I will inform the guests that you are here.”
Hector didn’t reply to the lowly receptionist. With haughtiness, he went to sit on the couch near the glass wall and sat down along with Victoria. He looked at her and thought that she was so beautiful. He did right by rejecting that useless dimwit who didn’t look even half as beautiful as Victoria. And in the dress she was wearing, she looked even sexier. He didn’t know how the Moon goddess could choose an
**mate like River for him.
The Lycans watched him and Victoria like hawks. He disregarded them as he waited. It was fifteen minutes and yet the two hadn’t come down. Growing impatient, he shifted on his seat. “Do they think of me as a lowly wolf or what?” he growled.
“Hector, remember these are very powerful Lycans. And they are guarding the king of Lycans. Control yourself. It’s just for a day,” Victoria said in a low voice.
Hector sneered.
Another fifteen minutes went by and he grew restless. He was about to go and lash at the receptionist when he heard the ding of the elevator. The door of the elevator slid open and Hunter stepped out. He was looking gorgeous. Right behind him was River. Hector’s **fell to the floor.
In black leather skirt and a black turtleneck silk shirt, she looked like a goddess. Her deep auburn hair fell on her shoulders in waves. She was wearing black stilettos and walked gracefully in them. Unlike Victoria, there was no hint of makeup on her face and yet she looked stunning.
“Hector, Hunter called him. “How are you?”
Realizing that he was gaping at River, he closed his ***instantly “1-I am well.”
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