Alpha's Bite Between My Legs
Chapter 204: The Beta’s Arrival

Chapter 204: The Beta’s Arrival

The sound of groans and skin clapping against the leather echoed in the dungeon.

The she-wolves grasped the children’s ears in an attempt to prevent the noise from entering their system and traumatizing them.

Draco had been beating Cleto for thirty minutes straight, but he could see that Cleto was a hard wolf to submit. After all, it has been years since he established the dominance of being an abusive Alpha.

On the other hand, Natale was sitting on the chair and staring at Cleto with a flat, poker face that showed no sentiments.

Duilio and Biagio were sitting while wiping the other torturing devices on the table.

"Hahaha," Cleto laughed after Draco beat him one more time. His face was blooded and had several cuts. The forming bruises were everywhere on his body, but that didn’t make him submit.

"How does it feel to get beaten by your own belt, Cleto?" Draco stated with a murderous tone. He had used most of his energy but wasn’t tired yet.

"I can’t take you seriously with that awful wig of yours. Haha!" Cleto stated and laughed. He was looking at Draco’s golden hair with a few blood strikes.

"Ah," Draco combed his wig with a grin. He had forgotten to take it off, and it was now dirtied with Cleto’s blood.

"You see, Cleto. You may find this wig funny, but this wig will enter the 11th pack. Seems like they wanted you to become their dog. How amusing," Draco raised an eyebrow mockingly.

"What?" Cleto growled. Draco’s other sentences passed through his ears, and the only thing that registered in his mind was him becoming the 11th pack’s dog, and he felt insulted.

Draco didn’t repeat his words. He was about to remove his wig, but he felt that it was better to wear them until he was done to provoke Cleto more.

"Mother! You’re a traitor to this pack!" Rico screamed. He was listening to the conversation and couldn’t help but tell what was on his mind. He always thought Natale would side with them and ask for help from the 11th pack. He didn’t expect his own mother to abandon them.

Natale only glanced at Rico, which was the only time she smiled.

"I know," Natale stated with joy.

Cleto growled at Natale, but his attention was taken by Draco when he whipped him again in the face.

"As much as I want to enjoy our amazing time. I need to prepare and visit the 11th pack and tell them that ’Alpha’ Cleto agreed with their terms. The Palecrest pack will unite with the Beloric pack to attack us, the 13th pack," Draco stated and winked at Cleto before handling the Belt to Biagio, his Gamma.

"Biagio, I’ll assign you to stay here and take care of that piece of sh^t. You can have fun all you want, but make sure he can still breathe," Draco whispered before gesturing for Duilio, his Beta, to come with him.

"Natale," Draco called for her since she was staring into Cleto’s features.

Natale stood up and followed Draco out of the dungeon. Silvio was already waiting outside since he was Natale’s personal guard.

"Your Highness, Gino has returned to the pack," Silvio informed with a bow and went behind Natale to do his job.

"Alright," Silvio nodded. He removed his golden wig and gave it to Silvio before he went out of the pack house with Duilio trailing behind him. They met Gino on the bonfire, eating some roasted meat.

Gino, the Beta, looked like he had been starved for days when it hadn’t been that long. He had dirt all over his body, and several leaves of grass were stuck in his hair.

"Gino, what happened to you?" Draco asked in confusion. He was surprised to find out about Gino returning like he was thrown multiple times.

"Your Highness," Gino stood up and bowed. He was still munching the meat, and it took a couple of seconds before he swallowed it. Draco and him made eye contact during that time, and it was awkward since they were waiting for him to speak.

"I apologize for the delay. Your Highness, Sabrecrown has been in trouble for the past few days since the prisoners in the Palace’s dungeon have escaped. Several of them are caught. Upon questioning, they only spoke one name of the responsible one for their escape," Gino stated thoughtfully. His face hardened as if he had a difficult time telling the name.

"Do you know the person?" Draco asked and saw Gino pursed his lips as he nodded.

"Yes, but I don’t think you want to know," Gino stated hesitantly, but he knew he needed to say it.

Draco raised an eyebrow and waited for Gino. He didn’t want to force him and was giving him most of the time to muster the strength. He also had a few names on his mind, but Gino spoke before he could think thoroughly.

"It is your wife, Your Highness. Princess Rosina’s name is mentioned by each prisoner. They say that Princess Rosina shows herself and announces her name before giving them their freedom," Gino added before clearing his throat. He was waiting for Draco’s reaction and expected that he would react negatively, but it was the opposite.

"HAHAHA! Oh, goddess! That’s amusing," Draco laughed loudly, and tears formed in his eyes. The wolves around them looked at him in confusion as he gathered their attention.

"Your Highness?" Gino called with a furrowed eyebrow.

"Ah, it’s nothing. Well, it’s a piece of good news since the Palace is currently busy. We should take this opportunity to prepare our own plan. After all, the 11th pack is waiting for us," Draco stated with a smirk before patting Gino’s shoulder.

"Good job. You should rest and enjoy. I’ll inform everyone later about our next plan, but for now. We should all enjoy a peaceful time," Draco added before returning to the pack house, waving Gino goodbye.