SWNOVELS Chapter Betrayal 68
68 Disrespect and Fantasies Fredrick POV
It takes all my control not to teach our new Luna a lesson she won't soon forget. Obviously, her mate is not only a failure when it comes to being an Alpha, but also at teaching his b**ch her place. As I take the bag that the f**king omega prepared from her hand, I think about all the ways she will suffer by my hand later as I offer her a predatory smile. Once I'm out of the kitchen, I head back to my room. My patrol isn't until later, but I needed a reason to follow my future mate into the kitchen.
As soon as I'm in my room, I throw the bag of food into the trash. Even my wolf is pissed at the disrespect that woman showed us in front of the omegas. When I become Beta and mark her, she will be mine to teach. She will become my perfect little submissive mate. Just the thought of her at my mercy makes my c**k twitch. I grab a shirt from my floor and lay down on my bed. I close my eyes and my mind conjures images that make my c**k rock hard. Fantasy
I push open the door to my room to find Rosalyn in the same position I left her. I smile at her naked form splayed out on display on my bed. Her beautiful ivory skin is wearing my marks from my earlier attention. Her dusty pink n**ples that tip her perfect breasts are begging for my mouth. My eyes move down to her perfectly trimmed mound. I lick my lips needing another taste of her perfect p**sy. She tastes better than I ever imagined. My eyes travel back up her body until they fall on her tear-stained cheeks. Her eyes meet mine
and I can see the defeat in them. Now that she seems completely broken, I offer her a small gift. "Are you ready to be the good girl I know you can be, "I ask as I move closer to the bed.
She closes her eyes and I wonder if she still has some fight left in her as I run my finger down
her neck over my fresh mark.
When her eyes open, she finally answers me. "I'll be a good girl," she says, her voice soft. Her words send a jolt to my c**k. "So if I take off your restraints you won't do anything stupid?" "No, there is nothing left to fight for" she says, defeated. Her words make me smile. I knew she
would learn her place once that pr**k was dead and her pup was taken from her. I pull the key from my pocket and unlock her right hand. I press a kiss on her palm before I unlock her left hand.
Once she is free of the restraints, I rub the red marks that were left behind on her wrists and ankles. "Now that I've released you I think you should show me how much you appreciate my gift." Her eyes meet mine and I wait for her to protest. "What can I do for you sir?" I stand from
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the bed and look down at my perfect little mate who finally knows her place.
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"Be a good girl and get on your knees." She hesitates for only a second before she does as ask. Looking down at her on her knees before me at my mercy is the stuff wet dreams are made of. I rub my thumb over her lips. "Are you going to s**k my c**k like a good girl until I c*m down your pretty little throat?" "Yes sir" she says. "Take me out of my pants." She reaches for my button and unfastens my pants. She pushes her hand past my waistband. Back to Reality
The banging on my bedroom door has me groaning. What the f**k? My c**k that was rock hard seconds ago becomes soft in my hand as I hear my name being called through my bedroom door. What the f**k does he want? I wipe my hand on the shirt I had grabbed and tuck myself back into my pants. I yank open the door to find that pr*ck Brent smiling at me. "What the f**k are you doing on my floor?""Sorry, the Alpha sent me. Leo was pulled from patrol because of his pregnant mate, so you have to fill in" he says.
"I'm already on patrol at dusk. So find someone else to take his place. I'm sure your buddy the Alpha will be happy to kiss your a** after he left you in the dust."Brent growls and takes a step closer to me. "Your patrol has been covered now unless you want me to alert the new Alpha that you are disregarding his orders, I suggest you move your a**."
This time it's my turn to growl. "You would do well to remember who outranks who here, Brent You never did get the title you were promised. I am the head warrior, which means you answe to me." "It also means we both answer to the Alpha. So are you going to follow orders or do I need to report your insubordination to him? I'm sure he won't mind making an example out of you if you can't follow simple orders. Maybe he'll even give me your spot," he says smugly. "Get your a** off my floor. I will meet you in the pack yard in ten minutes.' He nods before turning to leave. I slam the door seething at that little d**khead's audacity. Does he think he will weasel his way back in with Beckham? I'll snap his neck before I allow him to take anything from me. I smile when I hear an unfamiliar ringtone coming from my dresser. I fish
the phone out and press the green button to connect the call.
"Fredrick" I say, not really sure how to greet who I assume is Alpha Marco. "Fredrick, this is Beta Carter. The Alpha would like you to do something to prove to him that you are truly willing to help us take over your pack." "Of course, anything." "He wants the pack's statistics and patrol schedules. We will be meeting with your Alpha tomorrow under the guise of forming an alliance," he says.
I freeze, wondering why he would need to meet him. I must be silent for longer than I realize when Carter breaks me out of my trance. "Fredrick, are you still there?" "Yes, Beta, I was just a 2/4
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little shocked you said that you're meeting with Beckham Forester." "As you are just a warrior, you are used to following orders, but there are many steps in battle. Assessing your opponent is an important one of them."
I grip the phone so tight I'm surprised it doesn't snap in my hand. Wait, this f**ker will be sorry when I take his title completely. I'll convince Marco that I am a far better choice to be his Beta. He thinks he can talk to me like I'm beneath him. I'll show him what a true warrior can do the first chance I get.
I have heard stories of him being of omega blood. He should never have been given the opportunity to become a Beta with such low breeding. Both my parents were warriors, which makes me much better suited to be the Beta of the Golden Leaf pack. "Are you able to get what Alpha Marco wants, Fredrick" he asks. "Of course, how would you like me to get the documents to you?"
"Call this phone when you have the documents and I will tell you where to meet me. I think it goes without saying but you better not f**k us over, Fredrick." He doesn't wait for my response before he cuts the call. Goddess, if I didn't need this phone right now I would pitch it against the wall.
My mood has completely soured despite my earlier fantasy because of those two pr*cks. I quickly hide the phone back in my dresser. I throw on sweatpants and a t-shirt. When I reach the pack yard I notice that d*ck Brent has the Alpha pup in his arms. Rosalyn, a girl that looks eerily similar to her, and a boy that looks about five are standing next to him.
When he notices me, he hands the pup back to the woman that will soon submit to me. I lick my lips before I make my way toward them. "Who is this little lady" I ask, never taking my eyes off Rosalyn. "This is my daughter and the future Alpha of this pack" she says. I chuckle
thinking she is being funny, but her face lets me know she's serious. "You can't be serious. She
is a girl. The future Luna maybe, if she doesn't find an Alpha mate, but not Alpha."
"I'm going to be strong when I get my wolf. I can be Alpha if I want to," the brat says. "No disrespect, Luna, but you shouldn't fill her head with these ludicrous ideas. "What ideas might
that be?" I turn in time to see Alpha halfwit walking toward us. I bare my neck to keep up pretenses when all I really want to do is rip his f**king throat out in front of his mate that will soon be mine. "Alpha, I was just explaining how this little lady can't be the next Alpha of the pack."
"That's funny because she is my heir, so why is it that she can't be Alpha if she trains?" "Heirs are first born son's, Alpha. Surely you're not suggesting that you would pass your title to a girl simply because she was born first. "That's exactly what I'm saying. If my daughter wants to be the next Alpha of this pack, then she will be. This is no longer a pack led by simple-minded 3/4
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men who didn't have the morals or foresight to run this pack properly," he says. Goddess, I hope Marco lets me end this ba**ard when the time comes. I'm going to enjoy every minute of