Scarred Alphas by Norisha May
Chapter 47

What do you mean, a witch?" I ask.

If the situation wasn't so serious, I would be thinking that this is a joke.

"A witch. Well I mean...that's what Ezra called her." Miles explains. "She smelled of human but also of something else. She smelled really sweet. Overbarlingly even. It reminded me of that flower. The one mom had in a pot when we were kids in the corner of her room." Some paragraphs are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on Narugi.com. Visit Narugi.com to read the complete chapters for free. He says to Colt. "The bearded Iris," Colt replies, and Miles nods. "Hm...Mom used to say that it was related to witches. I always thought it was just superstition."

Warrick nods. "Witches.

They are rare but real as you and me. They are humans who are born with a natural ability to do a bit of mastic.

Our kind and witches don't get along well." He strides through the room looking pensive and continue

"They used to hunt us for what our bodies could offer to make their spells and potions stronger. They are not friends to any supernatural living creature. They see us all as mere harvest. What a fool your brother is. The witch would not have helped if he hadn't offered something in return."

"Wait...are you all serious about this? Witches?" It is hard to believe this but then again, I have to admit that it is very possible I mean after all, we werewolves are very real.

"Yes," Warrick says. "Just because you haven't met or seen a creature, doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Stories and folklore have to come from somewhere and usually come from truth."

He makes science to me.

"Alright, I'll believe it. So what does this mean then?

What does it mean for us that Ezra has a witch with him?"

"Bigger problems than just assassins," Garret mutters. "Anything else you can inform us of?" Warrick asks Miles.

Miles shakes his head. "No.

That is all I overheard."

Warrick nods. "That is enough. You may go have breakfast but there will be guards with you all at all times, council will reconvene in the afternoon."

We all turn and start leaving but Warrick stops me and Colt.

"You two, I need to have a word with you. Serge and Victor, you two as well."

Colt, Serge, Victor, and I stay back with Warrick.

"We are at war now. Victor, you will be in every meeting that Cass is. You will be her shadow and do what she does. If something happens to me, Cass is the next in line but if something should happen to her too, then then you will be next in line to lead the pack. We need to be prepared for anything"

We all nod agreeing and understanding this.

"Now, you two." Warrick gives his attention to me and Colt. "I need you two to cool it with the displays of affection."

"What? Why?" I protest.

"Alpha Oliver is coming tomorrow to speak of a potential official alliance. He seems to be taken with you. So we will show him that you are available for the grabs."

I open my mouth to immediately protest again but he beats me to it.

"No, it doesn't mean that you are going to actually agree to anything and if we did, treaties get broken all the time. You would just have to agree until we finish using him." What a slimy conniving man.

"So you expect me to flaunt myself around another man?" I ask.

I sense how much Colt disapproves of this by the anger I start feeling. It is not my anger but his that I feel.

"I expect you to act available around Alpha Oliver. That means keeping your affection towards each other a secret away from prying eyes. Listen, this is a great opportunity for us. We are one of the strongest packs but even so, it doesn't hurt to have help or even allies."

I shake my head. "We are officially- well...almost officially mates. We can't do that?"

"You can and you will." He warns.

My jaw clenches as anger rises inside of me. If he thinks he can tell me what to do when it comes to the person I love, he is gravely mistaken.

Warrick seems to read my mind because he gives me an ultimatum. "If you two can't keep your hands away from each other in public, then I will take Colt away."

"I'll replace him. I always do and I can sense him now." I say defiantly.

"Fine...then I will have to command him to stay away from you. I have never tried it but maybe...I can even break a mate bond with my power if I were to command it. What do you think? Want to be my test subject?" My eyes grow wide.

"You...you can't do that."

"You sure about that? Think about it. How does our power work?"

He is right. It just might be possible.

Gridding my teeth, I give him a nod. "Fine."

I look at Colt who looks even angrier than I do.

"Something to say, my boy?" Warrick asks him.

Between clenched teeth, he spits. "No..."

"Good. Alpha Oliver will be here tomorrow. I expect your presence when greeting him." He says to me.

I sigh, feeling a bit defeated, and nod.

"And that is why Serge is here. Starting tomorrow, he will be your guard again, not Colt."

"Why do I still need anyone to guard me? You should know by now that I am not running."

"He is really here for your protection, daughter. You still can't use your powers at command and you are still learning how to fight. Serge is staying with you, end of discussion."

"Uh...fine..." I look at Serge. "Nothing against you. I like you."

He gives me a sudden smile and a nod which surprises me. Colt grabs my hand and without saying a word, rushes out taking me with him.

"I hate this!"

"I know. I hate it too...so maybe..." I look both ways to make sure no one is around to hear me. "Maybe you should mark me now and f**k everything."

He groans. "Don't tempt me." Now he sighs. "I can't. We can't risk getting on Warrick's bad side, Cass. I am sure that he could do exactly what he said. And also, I am not sure I'd be able to. He commanded me not to, remember?"

I am the one who groans now with frustration. "I am telling you right now. If he ever tried to force me to be with this other Alpha, we are definitely leaving. We'll run away to Alaska and live in solitude for the rest of our lives inside an iglue." Colt starts laughing having his foul mood lifted.

"Hmm... You know what this means, right?" I ask.

"What?" He asks with confusion.

"That today...we get to stay in our rooms all day making up for the days to come." I wiggle my eyebrows and a mischievous smile forms on his lips. "Let's get fueled up first to the max. We are going to need all that energy.

We immediately head to the dining room to get breakfast.

"I don't have to explain shit to you, Mister Clean." We hear Dash say.

"Da f**k? It's a haircut! I'm not bald!" Beck touches his head looking at Dash with anger.

"Mister clean, mister clean.'

Dash hums in a whisiper.

I have to bite my bottom lip hard. It is all I can do to not laugh.

"Watch how you speak to me!"

"Curls! There you are!" Dash looks at Beck. "Do you see her? This is my good friend. She loves me very much so don't think you can do whatever you like with me. I answer to her."

With an eyebrow lifted, I look at Dash but then nod, agreeing.

Beck looks at me with whispery mutters under his breath.

"Stop causing trouble. You are really pushing it." Colt tells Dash.

"Fine fine...it's just a bit exciting seeing how different things are right now."

"Father can still decide to put you away, so behave," I say.

"Father?"

"What?"

"Nothing. It's just weird to hear you say that." He says.

"Hm... I guess."

We eat as we talk and boy Dash can talk our ears off.

Especially when he complains about Bryn and tells us how horrible she was on their journey here.

"Cass, come," Victor says sprinting into the dining room.

"What? But I was going to-'

"We need to train. Father is insisting."

"But-"

"I can't take no for an answer.

Now come." He says with finality in his tone.

I look at Colt and pout but he smiles. "It's okay. We'll have time later."

With a huge puffy sigh, I reluctantly follow Victor.

That morning, we train and he goes extra hard on me.

My muscles are sore. I take a bath after, and it is all the private time Colt and I have before we are called to the war room for our afternoon meeting which I had every intention to skip and stay with Colt but Father came to get me himself. Dash and Miles join us for this meeting as well. Bree is somewhere running around and James has been in his room all day. I was informed that he at least ate.

After the damn meeting that basically was the same as the previous one, I am instructed by my father to stay and train my power. We even have lunch here in his office. Warrick is not happy with my progress because there has been no progress at all. If my emotions are not running high, my powers don't seem to work. So he contemplates again on bringing someone to t*****e but I put my foot down and tell him no. Colt has stayed with me the whole day too. It is all we can do to spend our time together.

After my training that went all the way to the night, I was so tired that we went back to our room and collapsed in bed."

***

"You are still tied to me."

"What?" My eyes open as I hear Ezra's voice.

I am back in the white room.

Ezra sits in front of me in the same brown chair as before. I lift myself up and sit straight.

He gives me a smile that could make anyone-but me-fall for him. Despite how horrible a person he is, he is a very attractive man just like Colt.

"You are still tethered to me."

He repeats.

"You wish," I reply and roll my eyes. "Why am I even talking to you? You are a figment of my imagination." I get up and look at the white ceiling. "Why are you doing this to me?"

"Who are you talking to?" Ezra looks confused yet amused.

"My mind. It likes to torture me apparently with you."

He smiles and nods.

"Mh...then I like your mind."

"You...are such a cruel man."

He gets up, standing in front of me. His hand reaches my cheek and he caresses but there is no sympathy in his eyes. "If only you would have taken me as your mate, this could have all been avoided. No one would have died."

"Shut up!" I snap at him but he suddenly tilts his head to look back and then looks at me again. "Time to go. We'll have more time next time. Much...more...time."

My eyes abruptly open and I swear, I can still feel his touch as if it was real. My hands go to my cheek where I caress trying to get the thought of his slimy hands out of my head even though it wasn't real. "Are you okay?" Colt asks. He looks at me with his sleepy eyes.

I nod. "Yeah. Just a nightmare."

A knock on my door interrupts us and gets me and Colt up.

"Yeah?" I ask as I walk to the door.

"I am here to start my day." It is Serge. I open the door and give him a smile. He gives a small bow. "Alpha Oliver willbe here shortly, your father wished for you to greet him."

"Uh!"

"Uh!"

Both Colt and I say at the same time.

"Alright," I say closing the door.

"I hate that man already," Colt mutters as I walk to my wardrobe. He walks up to me and suddenly k*sses me with fury and passion.

"You are mine. I will not let this oaf take you from me. I fought too hard to get you."

I giggle. I am the kind of woman that loves it when a man is possessive. Not controlling but possessive. It makes me feel so wanted. "You are mine, Angel." He whispers in my ear before he lets me go and strides to the bathroom.

"Let's take a shower together.

I'm going to take you hard so you don't forget that."

Biting my lips and feeling the excitement rush inside my stomach, I take my shirt off and almost run after him.