BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 370: No One Can Control Me

Chapter 370: No One Can Control Me

"Charming words for someone who ripped her husband’s heart right in front of her!"

I paused. My eyes slowly darted to hers and she kept her stern gaze on me.

"Singe"

"Yes Alpha"

"Escort my dearest sister out of my office, she has overstayed her welcome"

She huffed, slapping his hand away from reaching for her. "I don’t even know who you are anymore, psycho!" she mumbled walking out of the office and slamming the door behind her.

Typical

"Alpha?"

"Leave, relay the information to the others, we will move out for raid soon"

"And the plan?" he asked.

I leaned back on my chair. "We take this precious treasure from Luther, the only way to trap a mouse is to lure it"

"And the Pride Council?"

"I will have an audience with them when we’re done"

"Yes Alpha" he gave his sign of respect before leaving.

I rubbed my chin as I kept my eyes on the screen, the red dot signifying the location. I needed to know more because I knew that vampire still held out on me, but too bad I lost my temper, my impatience was already getting the better of me.

"What are you hiding, Luther Zalatoris?" I said tapping my fingers on the table.

I heard a nod from my door and I mumbled ’come in’. It clicked open and the sound of stilettos clicking against the floor caught my attention.

"Alexander" Isabella muses the moment she sets her eyes on me.

I glanced my eyes back to the screen. "I’m busy"

She giggled. "You’re always busy, Alexander," she said and I heard her stilettos once again and I knew no doubt she was rounding the table. "I barely see you," she pouts.

I lazily hauled my gaze back to her. Her looks were always appealing and never disappointed, absence of any flaw. Her golden locks were kept straight and perfect falling over her shoulders, her golden eyes were a lighter version of mine.

"Easy... if you keep looking at me like that you might end up being busy with me," she teased in her sensual voice before taking a seat on my lap, waving her straight golden hair over her shoulders and exposing her cleavage that was all too visible from the tight dress she wore.

"What’s on your mind Alex?" she asked with a sudden change of expression.

I ignored her, darting my eyes to the pack of cigarettes, knowing it caught my attention. She grabbed it before I could reach it, she took one out and brought it to my lips which I took with my teeth.

"I heard you finally found the location of the vampires" She reached for the lighter. "Shouldn’t you be happy you finally have them wrapped under your fingers?"

I leaned closer when she lit the bottom of the stick for me.

"I will be happy when I have Luther’s head, he thinks he’s smart because he’s been hiding for decades," I said, releasing some cloud of smoke from my nostrils.

"You’re hellbent on destroying him, he hasn’t done much to upset you has he?"

I leaned back, taking a drag and releasing a cloud of smoke into the air. "It’s primal hate"

Aside from my natural hate... I don’t understand it either, yes werelions have despised the vampires for as long as I can remember, like I said before oil and water don’t mix, it was in our nature to hunt them like the prey they are... no one has ever stepped up on that hatred to destroy them before except me. But sometimes when I think too deeply, it feels like my hatred runs too deep, but I guess it’s my violent blood wanting to eliminate any threat to my clan.

I was insatiable.

"Just don’t let that primal hate of yours get in the way of our engagement"

I leveled my eyes to her.

She narrowed her eyes. "Don’t tell me you have forgotten" she accused.

"Nah"

I fucking have.

"Alex..."

"I didn’t, so cut it out," I said with clenched teeth.

"Ugh you’re so rude, why can’t we have the party sooner, my dad is getting impatient so is the council"

"I run the council... I don’t give two shits of what they think"

She sighed.

"After the raid," I said hoping she wouldn’t push it, I don’t like it when someone pressures me and thinks they have control over me. The only reason I was going along with this is because of how annoying the Pride council is, they just want to keep my bloodline running, I have no heir and it was considered of utmost importance I produce one.

I haven’t found who bears my mark and I have already passed the age to find one, so Isabella Dominguez was the only match for me, her kind in the werelion society has the ability to choose any male regardless of the mark.

Even though I hate to admit it... she was the one who chose me. I don’t give a fuck about having a female, if I want a fuck I know there are many she-lions who are more than happy to share my bed, but this is more of a formality measure.

Being Alpha comes with responsibilities, one I have to shoulder whether I dislike it or not, but that doesn’t mean I will be controlled, it will be on my own terms, whether she chose me or not, I will let her think she did, but instead I was the one who will run it.

I don’t... love. Love gets you nowhere, it is an illusion of emotion, a twisted imagination that hunts the body.

So she shouldn’t expect anything less than a husband by her side. Right now the only thing I wanted was the downfall of any species that lived out there like a threat to us.

"You are covered in blood," she cringed.

"Did you just notice that now?" I took a drag from my cigarette.

She rolled her eyes. "Well get cleaned up Alexander, this is not a way for an Alpha to look" She leaned and gave me a quick kiss on the lips before rising to her feet. "Or I can help you with that?" she adds huskily.

Tempting... but not appealing.

In my silence, she rolled her eyes. "When will you be leaving?"

"First light, the sooner the better, the location might change"

"Then when you’re back in victory of your first raid in a while, we will go on a date?"

"Fine"

Anything that will get her to leave this office now... there is a limit to my tolerance and she knows that well, she knows me too well... we have known each other since we were cubs and sometimes she thinks it’s to her advantage which makes her wrong.

She winked before walking to the door and it slammed shut behind her.

I rose to my feet and took my remaining glass of drink and walked to the window behind my desk, watching nature at its highest peak as the sun reflected on everything.

I took a sip when a mind link came through.

’It is done, Alpha’ Singe said.

’How many?’

’We have 20’

’More than enough’ I shut the link out, turning back to the screen. Luther won’t know what hit him and I was counting on it, whatever he is trying to protect will be in my hands.