The Alpha’s Little Rogue

Chapter 65

Chapter 65 Caden’s POV The first pack house we pay a visit to is the Red Wood Pack. First, I call on them a day before to inform them of our expected visit. They may have been skeptical but there’s no way that they will dare to reject me. When we get there, we’re escorted by the beta of the pack. I examine the beta as we walk the short distance to the pack house, searching for anything that may seem out of the ordinary. I find none. I’m not giving up hope just yet though. I’m going to wait to see how he reacts when I bring up the topic of the rogue attacks. That will be the determining factor. When we get to the pack house, we are led towards the Alpha’s office and after a ‘come in’ from the Alpha, we enter into the room. Alpha Frank, a man in his late forties is seated on a great black wooden chair with an opened window behind him, streaming the rising sunset onto him and making him appear dark and dangerous. We walk in and sit on the chairs laid out in front of his desk. Including his beta, Richard. The most important piece in this chess. “So, what do I hold this pleasure?” Frank asks, cutting straight to the chase, a man of little patience. I didn’t expect anything less from him so I follow his lead. “We are here to talk about the increase in the rogue attacks in our packs,” I say, my gaze flickering over to Richard and then back to his Alpha. Richard still has a perfect posture. His heart rate, breathing and pulse all check out from what I can hear.

His brows furrow and then arch. “Our packs?” Then he smirks smugly. “I don’t know about you but I believe that I’ve got everything under control in my pack. I certainly do not need to be having this meeting with you.” I stop myself from gritting my teeth, instead taking solace in digging my claws into the arms of his chair and effectively ruining his beautiful furniture. “I wouldn’t say everything is under control. Not after the patrol team I just saw guiding your boulders.” I hide a smile as his wipes off. If he wants to play dumb

then I’ll give him just that. “Since you don’t seem interested in our information, I guess we’ll just leave.” I stand up, ignoring the arched brow that Isiah sends my way. I know this isn’t the plan but I so want to wipe off that smug look off the b a s t r d’ s ugly face. I’m doubting myself when my fingers close around the door kn o b without a call back from Frank. Just as I’m cursing myself for being sure an idiot, he speaks- “Wait,” he mutters in such a low voice that I probably wouldn’t have heard if not for 1 my enhanced hearing. I’m not an idiot. I accept what I get and turn around back to my previous seat. When I sit, Isiah is throwing glares to my side, another thing which I just ignore. I know I’m being hot-headed but I just can’t stand this pompous pri c k and I’ll do anything to take that conceited smile off hai face. 1/2 -ď ď MNMB B B B BBM Chapter 65 “You called me back? 1 ask innocently. “Why?” G “You said you have some information. A pause. “What is it?” 81% 11:36 自 I give up the charade, tired of our games. “I have a lead on who could be behind these attacks.” Another glance at Richard gives me nothing. There’s no way he could be this good at hiding his emotions. He must have a tell and even if he does, I haven’t found anything pointing to it. “What lead?” He finally sit up in his seat. “I thought it was just random attacks. There’s someone behind all of it?” His gaze darkens and I’m a hundred percent sure that he’s remembering the pain and torture that his pack went through at the hands of those b a s t a r d s. “Aren’t they just a group of rogues who terrorize the packs in the area? Is there anything more to it?” I nod. “A lot more.” 1 focus more on Richard than I do on Frank as I say my next words. “Rumors have it that it’s someone very influential. Still nothing from Richard’s end. My hope of him being the

mastermind deflates. He would have definitely given off something by now. “Someone influential like who?” Richard asks, pivoting sideways in his chair so that he’s partially facing me. “Wait. Are you trying to accuse one of us?” I make sure to stay calm and not give anything away. “I never mentioned anything that would lead you to believe that He deflates but that frown is still between his brows. “Then what are you doing here then? It can’t simply be because you want to tell us of this new lead.” There’s only one way to dig myself out of this cra p. “We have more information.” I take a few seconds to think it over but my idea remains the best that I can think of. “They also told us that there’s a spy in each. pack. You have a spy living with you.” Since the traitor isn’t coming from this pack then it’s only right for me to let them know that there’s a spy living right under their nose. Frank’s face turns so red that I fear he might just blow up. “That’s a lie!” He hollers and I cringe, thinking about how many people just heard his uproar. “No one in this pack will dare betray me.” He says in a thankfully much lower voice. I stand up, tired of this whole conversation and angry that this whole meeting was a burst. “We didn’t come here to convince you. Do whatever you want with that little piece of information. Hopefully, his ergo is smaller than the brain in his head and he’ll eventually get his head out of his as s .