REIKA

THREE

I had that strange feeling of being observed. Stopping in my tracks, I looked towards the woods but saw nothing. A group of people passed by me and a guy with a red hoodie bumped against my shoulder and kept walking as if nothing had happened.

Rude asshole!

—What the fuck is he doing here?

Arden mind linked me and I looked at his face before looking at the direction his lips were pointed. I saw him and then my eyes traveled to Emm. He had his lips slightly pressed together and shoved to one side. He was thinking.

The guy noticed us and stopped the conversation he was having, opened his arms in a grand gesture, and addressed the crowd of cock-suckers around him.

"Aren't those my beloved cousins, the infamous Einar triplets? We were waiting for you! The fun can't start without you, can it?" His arrogant voice sounded loud for all to hear. Dalton Dain, son of Liam Dain, wanna be Beta of Whiteclaw, and our cousin. No matter how much grandpa Damon tried, we never got along with that side of our family. He left it to us and now Emmett was about to take over. The Dains weren't happy about it, and of course, Dalton was an ass with us. He, like the rest of them, thought his father Liam should have been Alpha. Grandpa didn't even pass Liam the title to avoid fights, and continued being Alpha all this time, waiting for us to grow.

"Why are you guys so late? Were you taking someone else's land again? or... were you too busy collecting taxes from the hardworking people to toss it at the peasants?" He continued his mockery. Our parents changed things and the rich people had to begin paying their fair share. Many in the high society circles weren't happy, but the pack was thriving.

"You guys enjoy bending people over, and now, you'll have a professional at bending guys over to lead us, aren't you?" He smirked and looked at Emm. We didn't miss the double sense in his words.

Arden took a step forward and spoke the words I had in my mind.

"Are you.. a fucking homophobic?" Arden shook his head and took another step forward. "I bet you care so much about guys bending over, because you can't stop thinking about it. Am I right, Dalton?" Arden winked and smirked. Dalton was pissed.

"Go suck a dick, Arden!" he spat without thinking.

"Doing some wishful thinking, aren't we? You'd love to see that, wouldn't you?" Arden kept messing with him, mimicking with his hands as if he was sucking a dick while walking closer, his smirk never leaving his face. Dalton's face turned red. Emm went to stand next to Arden, held him by the arm, and shook his head "no" once Arden looked at him. Emmett was trying to keep the peace for as long as he could. We all knew it wouldn't possibly last forever.

I couldn't understand that ass-hat, the decision was made; the command was given. Why be so sour about it? It wasn't like he could be anything other than an assigned Beta. He wasn't even old enough to be here. He was seventeen.

"If you know you will never be an Alpha, why are you so fixated on training as one?"

"You never know what could happen... cousin. Our pack will need a leader that could actually give them an heir," Dalton retorted, and Emm took a step closer.

"Grandpa Damon already gave his command. He wanted you to be my Beta. I'm sure we'll learn to work together," Emm replied calmly, but I knew better. Oh, this was about to go to shit!

Fuck yes!

"Grandpa is getting old. Things can change fast," Dalton smarted off, and Emmett nodded, stepping closer. He didn't let out a single sign that he was pissed, but I knew him. He was fuming.

Don't fall asleep on that side, cousin, Emmett didn't joke around. He had the double of Kendra's composure and three times the aggression.

"Grandpa is your Alpha, and you will obey him," Emm voiced "calmly" once more.