《The Last Lycan Alpha King》Chapter 48
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Dash's POV
"You can't be serious!" Penelope roared ready to pounce on the man in front of her.
"I'm not sister." Ericson responded with a smug look on his face. "I want father's dearest bastard son out of my pack within the next 4 hours."
"Dad you can't possibly let him do that." She turned to my father who sat comfortably on his chair.
"There's nothing your father can do baby, your brother is now alpha and he can make decisions he thinks are best for the pack." Elizabeth answered in a sweet tone that made me want to gag.
"All of you are sick unfair bastards!" She bellowed.
"Penelope watch your tone!" Ericson responded getting in her face.
"Or what Ericson, what the fuck will you do!" She retorted.
"Incase you're forgetting I'm now alpha and I can do anything I please, when I please." He added the last part with a smirk.
"You are unworthy of the title and your immature ass will destroy this pack." Penelope poked him in the chest.
"Get out of my sight both of you!" Ericson yelled pointing to the door.
Chuckling I got up and walked up to him.
"Enjoy my position why it lasts because when I'm back, I'm taking everything that belongs to me, understand that." I made sure to say evey single word slowly so it could sink into his brain.
"That's if you do return." He taunted with a smirk playing on his lips.
"Rest assured I will." I patted his shoulder. "Father, Elizabeth make sure your imbecile of a son doesn't burn my pack to smithereens."
With that I left the office and went to my room so I could start packing up.
"You can't be serious Dash, that fool was just messing with you." Penelope started removing the things I was packing in my duffle bag.
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"Yeah you know your brother can be a moron sometimes." Charlie concurred closing the doors to my closet.
"I'm not leaving because that imbecile told me to," I scoffed.
"The why the hell are you leaving." Angelo growled angrily.
"I'm leaving because my family is in danger and I need to find them." I told him honestly. "And if I'm to do that in the shortest period of time possible I'm gonna need to be away from here."
"Where are you going to stay, with Evita?" Shaun asked earning a pointed look.
"Somewhere till I figure out where to start from with my search." I shrugged ignoring the fact that he mentioned my mother.
Knowing they had no other choice but to bare with me, I was allowed to pack all the necessary things I would need if I wanted my mission to be successful.
"I'm coming with you." Angelo and Shaun spoke simultaneously the second I zipped up my bag.
"No, neither of you I coming with me." I scoffed.
"We have a duty and that's to protect you, our alpha." They pointed out.
"I don't need protection, I need you both to stay here and make sure that moron doesn't ruin anything." I ordered.
"At least let one of them come along." Charlie sighed.
"Charlie I can't do that, you are pregnant and going to need Shaun now more than ever hence leaving Angelo to monitor Ericson." I explained to her. "I'm going to be alright besides I'll be communicating."
"Ok." She sighed deeply. "Just be careful and come back here in one piece."
"Promise." I gave her a hug.
"Come here." I pulled teary Penelope into my arms and hugged her tightly.
"Find them and kill whoever dared try hurt my best friend and nephew." She whispered.
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"You know it." I hugged her even more.
Having said goodbye to the necessary people I got packed up my stuff in the back of my truck before driving off into the night.
Earlier I had found a clue that I thought would lead me to something that I could use making my first stop Bloodfur pack.
Rosalie's POV...
Everything happened so fast my could barely register anything, in one minute I was making Cage breakfast and the next a cloth was held on my nose.
It'd been a few hours since I had woken up and my skin was itching as a result of being near silver, the cell I was held in was made entirely of it and that was turning my skin crimson red.
"Let me out of here!" I screamed for what felt like the zillionth time. "Please just let me go!"
"What do you want from me!" My voice echoed. "Why on earth are you even doing this!"
Getting no response aside from my echos I sat down and cried. This wasn't supposed to be happening to me.
Having fallen asleep and woken up again and again over the past hours I finally heard cried that weren't mine.
I had prayed to hear something apart from myself as it was driving me insane but the cries made me wish I hadn't.
"Cage!" I yelled hearing my son's screams for help.
"Mummy!" He screamed on top of his voice.
"Baby." I got up trying to push the silver bars that didn't budge, all they did was burn my skin but that didn't stop me, I kept trying.
Too focused on getting out of this cell I didn't even hear someone walk in.
"That's pointless and you know it love." An all too familiar voice spoke startling me.
"No." I slowly started backing away from the man.
"It's me love, in the flesh." He smirked.
"No, I-I-"
"You killed me." He laughed sarcastically. "But here I am alive and breathing."
"No I killed you you bastard!" I yelled closing my eyes.
"Clearly you did a lousy job at it." He laughed signalling 2 men to open up the cell door.
The second it was open I tried to make a run for it but was caught by one of the huge men dressed in black. They dragged me back in and bound my hands to the chain dangling from the ceiling leaving me to hand like a piece of meat.
"What do you want from me!" I thrashed trying to get out of my restraints.
"What can your peasant self give to me." He mocked.
"Let go of me you bastard!" I swung my body at him with full force but he dodged and laughed at my attempt.
"Be a good girl and just stay in place will you." He gritted out.
"Or what, what will you do." I challenged and regretted the second he responded.
"Boys bring him in!" He ordered and in a second the 2 men who had bound my hands earlier walked in with my son.
They had stripped him naked, flogged his back till it was bloody and put a dog collar in his neck.
"My baby." I chocked on my sobs. My heart bleed at the sight.
"Mummy." He cried when his eyes fell on mine.
"Martin let my son go." I cried.
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