She's my True Alpha[MAJOR EDITING]

Chapter 3, 5 years later

Edited

It'd been five years since that satisfying day I took Thanos's life and imprisoned his son. After I completed the job, it was worth the money. My business has become more in demand now that the former kings treaties were out of their way. Half a million dollars has been been more worth it to me.

People from all over the world send me jobs. Mainly assassinations of the supernatural. However, now I have a pack to take care of the small jobs for me.

But certain tasks are a mans job, that's why I have to do it myself.

The people worshipped me as their leader. I'd made us the most powerful pack in the world - not including the Russian Pack. Only god knows Russians are willing to take risks, they're more tech savvy then anyone, and they have the balls to do it. It's become a good thing I was smart enough to have an alliance with them.

It wasn't easy earning their trust. The Russians or my pack. I had to get help.

Some holy groups still fight for Quincy's to be released. Instead of killing them all I listened to one thing Tadashi suggested. I let people have freedom of speech. Sorta.

Some, liked that I had no customs or background and others despised it. When my parents died I left that all behind me. Culture, traditions, everything.

"Alpha Tadashi, the HG has gone out of control. They're making demands now." My head guard Daniel, checked in with me before rushing back out with panic.

I have nothing to say about him besides he knows better then to leave without being dismissed.

I growled slamming sending my palms straight into my desk. My back and shoulders stretched pencil straight. I swore I'd kill everyone of them myself. They had no right to make demands. This is my pack after all and they were already on thin ice.

The HG aren't stupid, they haven't had hope in years. If they were making demands they must have an upper hand.

I went into my bathroom and scrambling through all the condiments. Where is it? Where is it? Where the fuck is it? Found it. I took the knife and drew a line on the palm of my hand. Without a wince I take the blood and smear it over my eyes.

I stormed out of my office and into the mainland, 500 acres of land where all groups and families in our packs hang out.

Five wolves stood yelling and shouting with other groups. It had to be them.

I snatched a gun from Gail's- my personal guard and speaker- waist and shot four men, and left the leader to speak. Gail is the best fighter but he doesn't fight unless it's absolutely necessary. That leaves cocky head Daniel in charge. He had the wrong mindset that i hoped to change into an instant killer one.

I gave eyes to Gail and he nodded. "What is your purpose here?" He exclaimed. When I first met Gail he showed a poor thief mercy and I killed the thief and taught Gail a lesson. He's too soft, it'll kill him one day. I know it.

Circumstances changed and he's somehow survived me this long. I learned he's tough and smart and I could use him to be my eyes, ears, and mouth. Just not to be my weapon.

"I wish to only speak to Red Queen." She bowed once before me.

Gail looked at me for approval and I nodded. In that moment I had a gut feeling that I should listen. It was a leaders instinct.

"Speak of this fuss you've started Girl!" I demanded.

Everyone grew quiet at my presence and the woman cautiously lowered her eyes to mine. She's one of the few people I've spoke to besides Gail and except when speaking to my pack as a whole, Gail doesn't have enough power in his voice to do it.

"Alpha," She said with a bow. I nodded my head impatiently with a raised eyebrow.  "I know what happened to your family and I'm willing to tell you if you release Quincy."

I thought for a short spand like the moment the light flashes before your eyes to gasp, to let my mouth drop, and to cry all at once but that's merely a weak mans thought.

"And why would you care for this, Quincy?"

If I was willing to let my mate rot for five years let alone my old friend what makes her think I'd release him for information? She had to have known something else.

The girl eyed me carefully. She was about fourteen but I can see she's a natural born leader with long pouffy curly hair, light green eye and one brown eye, a wide set button nose, and a flower halo.

"He's my father." She explained with what I pitifully heard as pride.

I wanted to scream right then and there. I was feeling no surprise but anger. I left and Quincy had went and made a baby? I am his mate. He was supposed to save himself for his mate. For me.

Tadashi was urging to take over. By the horros in her face I could tell me eyes were flickering from red to brown.

I grabbed the girl by her neck dragging her to my office followed by Gail. Then Ithrew her into a withered chair in front of my desk.

"Speak your name girl!" I frowned clenching my jaw. I heard Gail shake his head, disapproving my tone. Ugh, how could Quincy be locked up and his actions still impact my emotions like that!? It made me even more pissed.

"I am Nyla come Alphina Pack heir to the thrown." She straightened herself confidently.

Of course Quincy's lying self would have told her she was heir to the thrown of the Alphina Pack. Everyone in that pack is dead.

Gail chocked on the air. I shot him and look and he grabbed with throat clumsily. I don't like cursing but sometimes it's needed. I grabbed Nyla by her neck and slammed her to the wall.

Alphina Pack is a large all female pack lead by a queen and her son, the prince. I've heard their power is strengthening greatly by whoever may be left but none are a match to me. It's a pack that has been, let's just say it's been out of service for the last seventeen years.

"What sort do you know of my parents death?" I tightened my grip on her neck staring intently in her eyes for loose secrets. Instead of gripping my hands for air like most people she grabbed ahold of my neck squeezing it as well.

I unclenched her neck letting her fall to the floor, coughing for air. She was smart I'd give her that, she obviously had some training. She was weak though, and hardly durable.

I paced back and fourth with Gail standing mighty by my side looking softly like he always does.

"I- I can(cough)...give you this(cough cough) chip with information."

I crossed my arms. "Now we both know I could kill you and take the chip."

"Yes, but you know that will be no fun. Plus this will get the Holy groups off your back. For now." I turned my head to see Gail who had a smirk on his lips shrug. He admired the girl, at the time I thought the only one worthy of earning his admiration was me. Secretly that was the first moment I knew I loathed her.

Gail is my bodyguard but I liked to keep him close. He has a lot of qualities that undermined his lack of killer instincts. He kept me grounded.

"Ok. Get up, girl." She obeyed, brushing imaginary dust off her with a few more coughs. "Gail take us to the dungeon." He nodded grabbing keys from my long marble desk.

Omg! How do you feel about Quincy's realese? Is it too soon!

Just so you know the last five years will be imported.

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This isn't my first story ive written like ten and haven't completed none... i know sad.

Xoxo, Reese