Luna's Rejected Vengeful Mate
Luna’s Rejected Vengeful Mate Chapter 71

The Dinners Inn motel, California

Teresa

I had been working all day since Drake left for the hospital. Tia offered to relieve me but I declined. I needed to keep busy or I would go crazy thinking of Massimo’s girlfriend in her pregnant state. I would become unable to control myself and do something that would ruin Ace’s plans.

I worked non-stop, planning the torture that b***h would suffer at my hands once she was tied up in the warehouse. The thought made me happy and I continued working, more relaxed.

When I saw Elisa and Natalia walking past me on their way to the dining room, I could not hide my hatred. I stared at them but they ignored me and walked on. Poor bit.ches, they didn’t know what was coming for them. I sneered and continued my work, unaffected.

Listening to Massimo’s girlfriend talking to him on their way back from the dining room and being so sweet with him on the phone, I flipped. I had to end that smile of hers as soon as possible.

I let them walk away and picked up my phone, sending Ace a message.

“Tomorrow midnight is too long to wait. I wish I could just kill that bi.tch and get it over with.”

“Patience, Teresa. We will soon have both women in our hands and you can do whatever you want with Elisa. I can’t talk. I am busy finalising the details for tomorrow,” he texted back.

I sneered. At least that a*s.hole was good at something. Scheming was his expertise. I continued working, waiting for the end of my shift when I could go home and start packing my stuff.

When I entered my place, I called Mattia. I needed to hear his voice; he always made me feel better on my grumpy days.

His deep voice came from the other side of the line.

“Teresa? Is everything alright?”

“Yes, I just needed to hear your voice. I had an unpleasant encounter with Massimo’s girlfriend tonight and I am pissed off,” I replied.

I heard Mattia take a deep breath before answering.

“Teresa, you pay too much attention to minor details. What you want, I will make sure you will get. Stop bothering yourself with these kinds of thoughts.” His voice was steady, devoid of any feeling.

“Mattia, is something wrong? You don’t seem yourself,” I asked. His behaviour worried me.

“No, everything is fine. It just annoys me to see how affected you are when it comes to Massimo, even after so many years,” Mattia replied dryly.

I didn’t reply, processing Mattia’s answer. Why did he sound so upset? He had agreed to help me when I asked him. What was bothering him so much?

“Mattia, I just want to make him suffer for his father’s actions against me. I want nothing to do with Massimo. I am not interested in him; I never was,” I coaxed him after I realised he was jealous. But why? I never gave him the impression we were more than very close friends who enjoyed se.x from time to time. Was Mattia secretly in love with me?

No! I couldn’t and didn’t want to think of that possibility. Mattia would remain my best friend, my protector. I didn’t want to get seriously involved with him and then lose him over a lover’s quarrel or this kind of s**t.

“I need to go. I am exhausted and tomorrow will be a long day for us. I need to rest. Good night, Mattia.” I disconnected the call and stared at the black screen, deep in thought.

How could I not realise that before? How did I miss Mattia’s true feelings for me? s**t! Just the thought of it frustrated me.

I entered the bathroom and let the water clear my messy thoughts.

Ace’s apartment, California

Mattia

Teresa ended the call and I remained seated on my bed, thinking about her reaction to my last words. I should have been more careful. Teresa was an intelligent woman and she must have realised how I felt about her.

“What’s done is done,” I whispered, frustrated that I couldn’t control my feelings and ended up upsetting Teresa. I would never harm a pregnant woman, but I was ready to jump into a fire and be burned for Teresa’s sake.

I erased the negative thoughts from my mind. Once we finished everything, I would deal with Teresa and tell her how I felt. I had more important things to do now. Poisoning Ace was my primary task. I would weaken that scumbag and by the time he noticed something was off, he would be in my hands.

I entered the living room and prepared another drink for Ace and me. I had asked my friend to buy the most expensive brand, knowing that Ace wouldn’t be able to resist. He would soon come out of his office and look for a drink. I knew his habits well after living with him.

The first dose didn’t affect him so I increased it, mixing it well with his drink. The good thing was that although he had a sharp nose for a werewolf, he was not interested in smelling anything, especially his drinks. He gulped them down like water, in one go.

“Hello my friend,” he said after entering the living room and I nodded. I showed him the new whisky I’d bought and signalled that it was for the two of us. Ace co.cked his eyebrow in appreciation. I gave him the drink and gulped mine down quickly. It burned my insides and I coughed. Ace laughed at my reaction and gulped his down, showing off his ability not to be affected by the strong alcohol. I smiled at him with teary eyes, but deep down I felt thrilled that my plan had worked again. Slowly but steadily, I was poisoning Ace with wolfsbane and silver, weakening his resistance.

I knew that the following day he and his men would kidnap Natalia and Massimo’s girlfriend, Elisa. I had to follow them from a distance and make sure Teresa was safe. I didn’t trust those monstrous men. They were more dangerous than us humans when their interests were at stake.

I would wait for him to leave the house and follow him. I would text my friend and ask for his help. He would drive me wherever Ace planned to go.

I lay back on the sofa and switched on the television. When Ace went back to his office to get some papers, I once again added wolfsbane to his glass and poured him more whisky, stirring it well. I then focused on the movie that had just started playing on the big screen.

Unaware of my actions, Ace came back into the living room and sipped his drink while going over some of his business paperwork.

We stayed up late and I watched Ace trying to see if the wolfsbane affected him. He seemed so absorbed in his work, I could not figure out his physical condition.

After some time, Ace mumbled that he was feeling tired and weak. He stood up and walked towards his bedroom in an unsteady gait.

A wide smile appeared on my face. I did it. The poison had worked. Finally!

Ace

From the moment I gave my Beta the orders about the abduction of the two women, the feeling of possessiveness grew stronger inside my mind. I would finally get what I wanted. Blake Hunter’s pack would be in my hands soon enough and Teresa would be at my mercy. I would get rid of her stupid Italian friend and force her to be mine.

And then, I would teach Drake a lesson for backing out of our alliance just because his wife asked him to do so. Killing her and his pup would be the last step in my plan for revenge.

With all those thoughts in mind, I drank the coffee Mattia poured for me. He would make a dutiful servant if I wasn’t planning on killing him. Why was the coffee so bitter today? Maybe Mattia added more coffee and less water while preparing it.

I shrugged off the thought and left for my pack. My Beta mind-linked me that he had arranged everything. The men we would take with us, the van, the warehouse security, everything.

“We don’t need security. It will only be us and the women. Don’t get others involved,” I replied.

“You and I will not take part in the operation. We’ll stay in the car in the alley, waiting for the men to bring the hostages. They must inject them with wolfsbane and weaken their resistance.” My orders were sharp and direct.

“Yes, Alpha,” my Beta replied.

“And tell them to wear masks all the time. From the moment they leave the van, they must not take their masks off. If there are any hidden cameras they must not be recognisable. Is that clear?”

“Yes, Alpha. I will let them know.”

“One more thing! They should put beds in the back of the van. You know, the same ones that ambulances use. We should strap the hostages well because Blake’s wife is a dangerous b***h. She might surprise us. The other, the human female, is weaker.”

After giving my Beta the final instructions I drove to my pack. I did everything in secrecy. I didn’t want my father to know. He would be as surprised as the rest when he replaces out I had become the strongest Alpha in our territory. And then he would pay for not taking me seriously.

I spent the rest of the day dealing with pack matters and especially the finances. I knew that my pack members were not pleased with my methods as their Alpha and complained to my father, but it didn’t bother me. They needed to fear me and my reactions to their wrongdoings. Once I took Blake down, I would show them who had the power. And they would have to submit to me and my wishes.

Most of the complaints were regarding the pack’s funds and how poor their living standards were. I could never let my father know that I had been using that money to buy ammunition for the rogues and the attacks we had planned together. So, I always fudged the pack’s books and justified the expenses. And today was one of those hateful days that I had to forge the accounts again.

I left the pack in the evening without finishing what I was supposed to do to get my father off my back. I took the papers with me to continue working at home. When I got to the house, I found Mattia in the kitchen preparing a light snack. He signalled to ask if I wanted to eat with him and I took a seat, nodding in agreement. I then realised I hadn’t eaten anything all day. I gulped down the sandwich Mattia prepared for me and left for my office to continue working.

I spent another two hours working on the accounts before I decided that I had had enough. I was never fond of calculations but under the circumstances, I mustn’t let anyone else deal with them.

When I entered the living room, Mattia had already poured me whisky. It was a new brand, an expensive one and Mattia signalled to me that he had bought it for the two of us. I laughed at his reaction when he drank his whisky in one go and gulped mine down, showing off since the alcohol’s strong taste did not affect me at all.

We sat for a while and since my mood had improved, I returned to my office and took the remaining papers back to the living room. I would work there while enjoying my drink.

Mattia had already poured me another glass and I accepted it with joy. Too bad I had to kill him. He could be useful if things were different.

Mattia switched on the television while I got caught up in my paperwork again. I noticed him watching me but didn’t pay any attention. I continued with my work, planning to finish it.

After some time, the numbers started dancing in front of my eyes and I felt strangely weak and dizzy.

What the hell? I thought and shook my head trying to feel better.

The symptoms stopped for a while but then I was again dizzy.

I must have exhausted myself with those numbers, I mumbled to myself and decided I’d had enough for the day. I decided to go back to my bedroom and rest.

I took the first steps and realised I was too dizzy to walk straight. I tried hard to keep my balance and not embarrass myself in front of Mattia.

What was wrong with me? Was I so tired and drunk after two glasses of strong whisky?

I walked to my room and barely managed to take my shoes off and lay on the bed.

How strong was that whisky anyway?