The Warrior Alpha

#22 Undercover

Chapter 22
UNDERCOVER

*********** Vlad's POV***********

2 weeks, 4 days, and 17 hours, that's how long it's been since I lost my mate.

If I could kill myself I would. My wolf won't talk to me anymore. At first he was angry, blinded with pure rage. Eventually the rage dissipated and was filled with sadness and depression. I fucked up so bad this time. I would do anything to make the right, just to hear her voice again. To touch her, hold her. I realize she's only 16, but I could wait. Well could've, there's no sense in it now, she's dead. My princess is dead.

Dammit! I hate saying that.

In the time she's been gone, I've barely been able to think straight. I've completely emptied all liquor bottles I can get my hands on to numb the pain. My chest literally won't stop pounding. I want her back. I need her back, but I can't have her. I killed her, I drove her away.

A knock on my office door sliced through the deafening silence that surrounded me.

"Come in." I heard myself say. My voice sounded so hoarse, it didn't even sound like me.

Demetri slowly entered through the door. "Alpha, I don't mean to upset you but we still are needed in Vermont. The rogues are still a problem there."

Shit, I had forgotten about that. I had forgotten about a lot of things lately. The only thing I could remember was Ronan.

But I have to move on. I can't let her death affect me like it has anymore. I'm the fucking alpha of the warrior pack. I'm immortal. I shouldn't be letting some girl I barely knew cloud my vision and steal my soul. It's time to forget and let go. I'm needed to act like the alpha I was made to be which is exactly what I'm going to do.

"Demetri, book the flights, pack the cars, and alert the men. I want every single one ready to fight, when we get to the Silver Moon pack, we'll come up with a strategy, split up, then attack." I told him seriously.

I have nothing left to live for now. I will make it my business to ruin anything I don't like. I will make it known how ruthless I am. People will learn to be afraid if they aren't already. I'm done.

*Hours later*

The jet had just landed in Vermont. My men and I hastily got off and got into our assigned vehicles and drove into the Silver Moon pack territory.

The drive was about 2 hours long, but we got there. We pulled up into the driveway of their pack house. I stepped out of the car immediately, and was greeted by the alpha of the Silver Moon pack, Isaac Hightower. Standing next to him was his mate, Lily, and their son James.

'I wanted a son, Ronan could've given us that.' My wolf seethed.

I was surprised he'd spoken, I thought he was dead or something. I remembered I needed to move on so I pushed him out of my mind and ignored his comment. Thinking of things like that won't make me better, they'll make me soft.

"Alpha Kristoff, thank you so much for agreeing to help my pack. I appreciate it more than you can imagine." Alpha Hightower said.

"Yes, well since you couldn't fix your problems yourself , I will. Where's your office, I need to talk to you about the rouges privately." I said harshly. This guy was already on my nerves, kissing up to me and shit.

The expression on his face was a little shocked that I had called him out on his weakness. Alpha's hate being talked down to, which is exactly what I'm going to do to him, I thought smirking.