Mated With The Beta

Chapter 7. E

Walking out of the cat cafe, I can't help but smile like an idiot. But, I also need to get back to the pack, even if I found my love. I need to do research, find out security on the Cat Cafe, and find out how safe Jamie is. I also need to talk to Jeffrey, he works as the police chief in this small town. Hopefully he will understand and let me see any records of security, break-ins or crimes nearby.

Driving back to the pack house, I walk in, and get hit with the smell of blood, and the sound of punchs landing. 

What? The? Fuck?

Racing into the den, putting the treats on the table, I look in and glare into the room.

Two of our warriors are fighting, the one on the bottom, Michael, is covered in his blood, and Sam, who is sitting on him is punching his chest.

I'm going to need to have Michael work on his boxing.

" HEY. " I yell loudly enough for them to hear. Both with equal looks of shock on their faces.

I watch them stand up, look down in submission, and put their hands behind their backs.

" So, mind explaining? "

"..."

Michael looks up, then back down. I guess he's talking first.

" I'm sorry, Beta, I.. "

He goes silent again.

" Go on.. " I try to get him to spill. Whatever this is seems private, but violent, maybe its about a lover?

" Spill it Micheal. Tell him how much of a dirty little fuck you are. " Sam spews, his voice full of venom.

" It's not my fault! He attacked me! " He looks up at me, probably seeing my unbelieving face.
" His girlfriend wants to be with me, and not him anymore! Please Beta, don't punish me, I really don't want my mom to be mad at me! "

Bingo

" Is this true? You threw the first punch? " I question Sam, watching him smirk.

" Fuck yeah, I did. I'm not going to let him think he can fuck with me without getting his teeth knocked out. Enjoy gumming on your food like a grandma on jello day, asswipe. "

" Alright. Go to Thomas's office, now, Sam. Michael I want to talk to you. "

Sam stomps upstairs, probably pissed that I didn't jump to his rescue. Whatever.

" Yes, Beta? " Micheal says, obviously mildly scared.

" Are you okay? He really did a number on you. " I let my demeanor fall slightly, letting a soft undertone rest in my eyes.

" Y-yes Beta. I shouldn't have even talked to Ellen.. "

" Has he done something like this recently? "

" No, Beta. "

" Alright, listen, this is not your fault, I'm sure Thomas will think the same, but go to his office just in case, okay? "

" Yes, Beta. Thank you, Beta. "

I like Micheal. Respectful and does not let the power of being warrior get to his head. Grabbing the treats, I walk to my room, making sure everything is fine. Finding some omegas coming out of closets and hidden rooms, I can tell there was probably yelling first.

Walking into my room, I see a sleeping feline getting his fur on my white sheets and some new papers on my desk. Nothing new.

Shaking the bag, I watch Fatass wake up, and begin acting like a little angel for treats.