Alpha's Bite Between My Legs
Chapter 203: The Whipping of Hate

Chapter 203: The Whipping of Hate

The four of them stayed in the living room to discuss the plans.

Goron glanced at Draco with a tight smile. "Will it be alright if Sir Coco leaves for a moment?" he stated with an awkward smile.

"Am I disturbing you?" Draco stated and put his hand on his chest as an act of being hurt. He already expected that Goron would be uncomfortable with his presence since he wasn’t a high-ranking wolf.

"Ah no, don’t mind him," Beri grinned and waved toward Draco to come to her side, which made Goron jealous.

"Please, no," Goron raised his eyebrows to signal that Draco wouldn’t move from his spot.

"I’ll stay here," Draco stated and smiled at them. He looked at the representative’s faces, and they were still hesitant to speak because of his appearance.

Natale looked at Draco as she was waiting for his decision.

"But as much as I want to stay. I have other things to do. I’ll excuse myself," Draco stated and bowed at them as he went away.

In their vision, Draco left the living room, but he went to the room next to them to hear their conversation. That situation was already prepared by him. He didn’t want anything to ruin his plans.

"Well, shall we start?" Goron cleared his throat. He looked at his mate for approval first before starting.

"Yes, you may," Natale stated softly and looked at them with fierce eyes.

"Our Alpha want to ally with the 12th pack to bring down the 13th pack since two packs are better than one and will increase the chances of winning against them. They are just nothing but a group of rogues from different packs that decide to live together," Goron stated, and his voice became firm, showing his real intentions.

"Hmm, but that goes against the Monarch’s plan for us. You see, they will reward the pack that will win against the 13th pack in each war that take place. If both packs are united as one. Who will lead since there are two Alphas," Natale raised an eyebrow. She had finally used her knowledge when she was a child training to become a possible Luna, which she did become.

Goron and Beri looked at one another before answering.

"Well, since the 11th pack is higher than the 12th pack. Then our Alpha will lead the warrior wolves. Your husband can become the Beta temporarily," Goron stated and forced a smile. His eyes squinted to observe Natale’s expressions and read them to decide his next move, but all he saw was a smile with no other emotions shown.

Natale was baffled at their terms, but she wasn’t surprised since it was what mostly happened if the two packs united. She knew Cleto would react negatively and immediately reject the proposal, but she was the one leading the conversation.

"Well, I will relay this information to my husband and write you a letter in two days," Natale stated calmly. Her eyes glanced at the side where Draco was listening.

"Oh, okay," Goron blinked his eyes multiple times. He expected them to react negatively, shout at them, or even threaten their lives, but he was surprised that Natale was okay with it.

"That’s great. I hope both packs will cooperate well. After all, the 13th pack is a pest in the Werewolf realm and needs to vanish," Beri commented with a giggle.

Natale’s face hardened for a few seconds but returned to a calm one. She forced a gentle smile as if she agreed with Beri’s words.

"Well, since this talk is already finished. Will you two stay here for the night?" Natale asked and looked at the couple.

"Oh, we expect a long conversation, but it seems we won’t have any more problems and arguments. We can go back to our pack since it’s still early to travel," Goron said with satisfaction.

"Alright. I’ll call Coco to go with you to the border," Natale stated and acted as if she mind-link Draco, but she knew Draco heard them.

After a few seconds, Draco went out of the room and proceeded to the living room as if he didn’t know what they had talked about.

"Sir Coco, please accompany them to the border and perhaps pack some biscuits since Miss Beri like them," Natale stated and gestured toward Draco to go to the kitchen.

"Yes, Luna," Draco bowed and went to the room where the biscuits were already prepared in advance.

"Here’s the biscuits. May I say you’re beautiful," Draco stated when he handed the biscuits to Beri, who blushed from his beauty when he went closer.

"Ehem," Goron cleared his throat and put his hand into Draco’s chest to stop him from getting closer to his mate. "There’s no need for Sir Coco to accompany us. We can go on our own," he stated, and he didn’t hide the jealousy in his eyes.

"Have a safe trip back home," Draco waved at them with his alluring smile that showed his pearly white teeth.

"Bye-bye," Beri waved back at Draco and toward Natale.

"We’ll be leaving, Luna. I hope this meeting will gain a good result from the Alpha," Goron stated with a smile but glared at Draco before he turned around to leave.

"Goodbye," Natale waved at them. Both she and Draco watched Goron and Beri walk away from the pack house toward the border, where several warrior wolves were placed to guard them.

"So, what do you plan to do?" Natale whispered to Draco without looking at him.

"Hmm, I like their plan, but instead of the 11th pack’s Alpha ruling over us. I want to rule over them," Draco turned to Natale with a smirk. He knew that Natale already had a hint of his plans.

Natale chuckled while shaking her head. "Then I wish you success. I have finished my duty. You can put me back in the dungeon," she stated and put her hands together.

Draco raised an eyebrow. "I don’t plan to send you back there. You can live here in the pack house with Silvio’s supervision," he said and crossed his arms.

"Well, thank you, but before I settle in the pack house. I would like to borrow that belt of yours. I have unfinished business below," Natale stated softly before opening her palm.

Draco couldn’t help but chuckle. He shook his head while untying the belt on his pants that belonged to Cleto.

"Here, can I come with you?" Draco stated with a smirk as he handed the belt to Natale.

"Sure," Natale smiled gracefully before walking toward the dungeon entrance. She didn’t skip a beat after opening the door and went straight through the center where Cleto was seated, pooled in his own dried blood.

Duilio and Biagio were sitting on a chair and playing cards to waste their time while guarding the prisoners, especially Cleto and Rico.

"Your Highness," Duilio and Biagio stated in unison when they saw Draco behind Natale. Their eyes followed her when she walked straight in front of her husband. They were about to act, but Draco stopped them.

"Let her and enjoy the show," Draco stated and sat in the center. He wanted to see how Natale would play.

"Ah, how’s my b^tch? Having fun upstairs?" Cleto forced those words to come out of his dried throat. He chuckled when he saw that Natale was dressed well compared to her usual get-up that consisted of nude colors and old design patterns, making her look older than her actual age.

"First of all, I’m no longer your b^tch," Natale whispered with so much hate and flicked the belt’s end into Cleto’s thighs, which were full of new and nearly healing wounds.

"AH!" Cleto shouted in pain while gritting his teeth. He glared back at his wife and tried to attack her, but the silver chains on his wrist prevented him from moving.

"This is for the times you beat me unreasonably," Natale growled after saying each word. She was letting out her pent-up anger through actions.

Natale began beating Cleto with his own belt as much as she could using the force she could muster, but instead of Cleto reacting to pain. He was laughing every time the belt hit him.

"You think this is funny?" Natale asked while breathing heavily.

"You beat like a p^ssy. Should I demonstrate how to beat up like a real wolf?" Cleto whispered with an insulting tone.

"You’re really a f^cker!" Natale cursed and faced Draco, who was watching. She smiled at him and extended her hand that held the belt.

"Draco, if you may," Natale said softly and gestured for him to come.

Draco stood up from his seat and walked toward Natale, taking the belt away.

"Show my dearest ex-husband what it feels like to be beaten because he needs it," Natale stated coldly before turning her back.

"Well, this is for the times you beat my mate, Rosina," Draco grasped the belt tightly before whipping the belt straight into Cleto’s face.