She's my True Alpha[MAJOR EDITING]

Chapter 18, Council

It's been a month and still no sign of Gail. Nyla and Marcos disappeared and Quincy's dead. I haven't spoken to my pack because I have no one to be my announcer.

Everything has fallen apart the moment Nyla arrived. And now that I think about it that girl Nyla was with. She's been running around my pack without me knowing her whereabouts or who she is.

I should've executed Quincy before killing him in the arena but Nyla got in the way. And suddenly after Marcos has a small chat with Nyla he no longer wants to kill me.

Coincidence? I think not. I need to kill someone, anyone.

I stomp to the door and pull a guard in that was guarding outside my office. Gripping his body with one hand and lifting him off the ground I send a blade into his heart. Blood spilled from his mouth soothing me. I let his body drop and wipe away my hands walking out.

"Was that really necessary?" Lalo apparead in the hallway, stepping into my office.

I need to see my council. I disbanded it when I became Alpha but now I need it as a top priority to find Gail then figure out where Quincy and Nyla went off to. And lastly find that girl!

"You know what, new rule no one leaves the borders without my consent. No one steps outside there homes without my consent." I poundered on my desk.

"You want me to tell Danile..?"

I slammed my hands down, "Why are you here?" It didn't seem to faze her so much as roll off her.

"I have an alcoholic father. A temper doesn't scare me. I came here to talk."

"Talk about what?"

"I broke my promise to you." I raised my eyebrow. I could already feel like heat rising to my fingertips. Lalo took her black leather gloves off and closed the door behind her. "I fell head over heels in love with you."

Her lip quirked up as she  knealt down and spread my legs apart. Normally I don't like a sense of humor but this joke felt particularly good.

***

When I walk into the plain white room with only black chairs and a long glass table I slam my hands on the table sending daring glares at the all.

"Any word yet? Connie?" I spoke to them, generally.

"We- well we have som-something but it...it isn't ready yet," I shook my head letting out a thundering bark.

I chuckled sarcastically. "Not ready!? I told you to tell me when you have anything!" I looked at a redhead guy before me who had this terrified look on his face.

He's prefect. His shuddering behavior reminds me of Gail.

I yanked his rolling chair around to face me sending a hard kick to his chest, landing him on the other side of the room. Im pretty sure the kick knocked all the oxygen out his body and without CPR he'll be dead in under two minutes.

As if one cue a nurse rushed in and I shook my head at her daringly and she quickly ran out again.

"Tell me news, people," I clapped.

I walked over to the only chair at the end pushing the head council woman out her seat. I kick my feet up on the table crossing them while taking a sip if someone's coffee.

The rest of the councilmen and women looked puzzled before I raised my eyes brow and hurriedly they began rushing around grabbing papers to be the first to spill information.

"Well, we hired a private investigator and we have images," A lady with a curly bob fro slid a few pictures over to me.

A few. I've given these people jobs with the strongest pack in America for a few images. I think not.

I grabbed them cautiously.

Keeyln brace yourself for what you might see. Hopefully I don't see Gail's remains. Because I want to finish him off myself.

I look down at the first picture to see Marcos and Nyla with sunglasses on obviously looking suspicious, trying to blend in. I've never seen Marcos without armor let alone blending in with a baseball cap in what looks to be Hawaii.

What the hell would they have business there let alone together?

I snatch someone's coffee off the table taking a hot sip.

The next picture makes the steaming coffee spat out my mouth and onto a council woman's lap.

"Ahhhhh! Oh mother fucker!" She yelled.

Her screams grew louder stopping myself from being able to think.

"It doesn't hurt that fucking bad! Go get WATER!" I yelled refocusing on the image of Quincy, Nyla, and Marcos dated back a week ago.

It's been a month since I 'killed' Quincy. I never miss. He must've moved, there's no way I missed his heart. It was confirmed in the autopsy he was dead or at least that his heart stopped.

Unless I did it subconsciously. No, I'm not stupid.

In the last pictures I see Gail. I almost forget about Quincy being alive when I see one of Gail in a fighting ring and the next of him with his family, in Hawaii.

Why the fuck is he there!?

I stood up letting my seat push back so I can hear a loud *creeeck*. And just to scare some councilmen. A growl escaped my lips before I pointed to a scared councilman.

"We're going to Hawaii. Get the pack ready, war is starting, I want 500 pack members ready to fight. Hopefully it won't come to death,"

I want what's mine.

I know its a short chapter. What do you think? Can you believe it's been a month!?

Keelyn is getting jealous. She referred to someone and/or something as 'mine'

Yay or

Neh

Do you think you want to see more anger from keeyln now

Or more softness now

The most comments on each statements is what I'll do.

Note: Keeyln must care to search for everyone.

Xoxo, Reese