Offered to the Lycan King by Misha K
Chapter 204
Kayla made another glass of whiskey for Brom and then to avoid being embarrassed further in front of the pack members, she went inside to the bedroom. Her husband, Alpha Brom was one of the most arrogant and ruthless werewolves she had ever come across.
When Kayla left, Trig went to sit near him. “Alpha,” he said in a low voice. “We really don’t have much of a case here. The Elders won’t even listen to us about breaking the Dark Moon pack again. Maybe we should reconsider our problem and retract our complaint before it gets embarrassing”
Brom let out a growl that made Trig wince. He inclined his n*eck in submission. “Are you trying to tell me what I should do or not?”
“It’s not that Alpha, but-”
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“Silence!” Brom’s voice boomed in the manor. “Do what is asked. You don’t have to use that bird-brain of yours into thinking what is good for the pack. Understood?”
Though Trig didn’t like it, he really didn’t have a choice. “Yes Alpha,” he said.
“You are dismissed!” Brom growled.
After Trig left, Brom got up and walked to the balcony. He stood at the railing and finished his whiskey while watching the waxing moon. Once he drank it down, he walked into his room and stared with a lopsided smile at an old document lying on his table. His trump card.
Arthur h*anded his phone to Lia and stabbed his f*ingers in his hair.
“This is insane!” Lia rasped as she read the message from Hawk. “What should we do?”
He shook his head. “I have to call my father.”
“Do you want me to make dinner here or do we go out?” she asked, giving him the phone back.
“I am going to be in a long meeting with Father and Uncle Elijah. Why don’t you make food at home? I will help you,” he suggested.
“No. No.” Lia refused his help. “Talk to dad. I will fix something simple.”
He k*issed her on her cheek and hastily went to the bedroom where he dialed Hunter’s number.
Lia busied herself in the kitchen. She opened the fridge and took out a tin of canned tuna. Quickly, she marinated that in ginger-garlic paste, salt and pepper and let it thaw in the microwave. Thankfully, there was bread in the fridge that she took out and toasted. She had tapped the button on the toaster when all of a sudden, she heard a faint rustle just outside the kitchen on the back side of the house.
Frowning, she ambled to the window, putting a piece of cheese cube in her m*outh. She pulled the window up and leaned outside. There was nothing. She shrugged and s*ucked in the cool air. Her gaze went to the waxing moon. A smile came to her l*ips. The full moon was only a few days away. The full moon had effects on her mates. They loved to shift and go on a wild run in the forests. She loved to take advantage of them whereby she would climb one of them and accompany them to the wilds. She was about to pull the window down when her eyes snapped to two golden eyes that were glaring at her.
Lia went still as the wolf stared back at her. It was hidden inside a heavy bush. She couldn’t make out much because the next instant the wolf turned and dashed off in the darkness.
She closed the window shut as dread traveled down her spine. Was that another wolf or a werewolf? It couldn’t be a wolf because none of the wild ones were seen around. Sometimes, they spotted coyotes, but never a wolf. It must have been a werewolf because it was tall, taller than a normal wolf.
“Something is burning!” Arthur’s voice snapped her out of her trance. She rushed back to the toaster and switched it off.
“Gosh!” She removed the burnt bread from the toaster and threw the slices in the trash. “It’s nothing!” she replied loudly. Taking a deep breath in, she put more bread inside. All the while, she kept thinking who the werewolf could be and why it had come to check upon her. Was it a rogue?
The dinner was ready in half-an-hour and she laid out the table. “Arthur!” she shouted. “It’s ready.”
Arthur hurried down, still talking to his father. “When do you want us to come?” he asked. “Won’t that be too late?” A pause. He let out a rough exhale. “Why not Lia?” A longer pause. He looked up at her and she m*outhed that she would go with him. “She is insisting that she come there and-” He was cut off. “But father-” A heavy knock on the door disturbed them. Lia jumped up. “Hawk!”
Arthur snapped his head up. He put his h*and up for her to stop. “Father, I will call you again. Someone is out here.” He disconnected the call and placed his f*inger on his l*ips.
“What happened?” Lia asked, her hackles raised.
Arthur clenched his teeth and narrowed his eyes at the door. “It smells like Hawk’s shampoo,” he almost whispered.
Lia gasped. Her stomach twisted into a thousand knots. “Should I open the door?” she whispered back. “No, I will.” He padded his way to the front door and opened it. There was no one. Startled, he stepped out onto the porch and whipped his head around to scan the pavement, the garden and the road in front. The whole place was shrouded in darkness with a lone light burning some twenty meters away. He came in and locked his door. “Don’t step out tonight.”
“I won’t,” she said, trying to take the thorns of fear out of her c*hest.
Arthur came to her, grabbed her h*and and took her to the bedroom.
The next morning they woke up early and zipped their bags to go to their pack. “I hope dad doesn’t get mad, seeing me,” she sighed. “But I don’t want to stay here when the pack is in so much trouble. I wish Hawk was here.”
Arthur didn’t reply. His mind was working overtime, thinking of one after the other scenarios. He zipped his bag and said, “We have to be at the helipad in an hour. Are you packed?”
She nodded, anxiety written all over her face.
“Hey!” He came to her and curled his arm around her waist. He pulled her towards him and lifted her chin up. “Why are you scared? Nothing is going to happen.”
“I hope so. This whole situation is so damn strange. Yesterday, I saw a wolf right outside the kitchen when I was making dinner. It was so weird that it glared at me and then ran away.”
Arthur jerked his head back. “Why didn’t you mention it yesterday?”
“I completely forgot,” she said, remembering that he was talking to Hunter and it was a long conversation.
Arthur pressed his l*ips in a thin line. “Never mind. We are getting late.” He picked up the bags as Lia picked up her purse. They dashed down and as soon as Lia opened the door, she saw a bottle of shampoo kept right in front. Her m*outh dropped to the floor. She picked it up. “This is Hawk’s shampoo?”
Arthur came near her to examine it. “Yes!” he sounded bewildered. He investigated the lonely road in the front and sniffed, but other than the smell of his shampoo, there was nothing else. “Crazy!” he growled. “Give it to me.” He took the bottle, stowed it in the side zip of his bag and said, “Let’s go. We don’t have time to investigate.” The helicopter was waiting for them at the private helipad. The pilot greeted both of them and as soon as they were seated, strapped and had headphones, the pilot took the chopper to the air.
The flight to the Dark Moon pack was two hours. As soon as they landed, they saw two black sedans pulling in. Elijah and Mia had come to take them.
“River and Alpha Hunter have already left. They asked me to take you directly to the council,” Elijah said. Lia hugged Mia. “I am finding this so strange!” she breathed. “Were you able to find the basis of this dispute?” Mia shook her head. “Not really, but our spies say that Alpha Brom is going to talk about an old clause in the treaty that existed between all the packs. It was effective over a hundred years ago. And according to that treaty, a pack could only be merged with yours if you k*illed the Alpha of that pack. Basically, survival of the fittest.”
“That’s bloody ridiculous!” Arthur snarled. “We have progressed so much. What kind of a treaty is that? Where the hell did he dig it from?” If that treaty was effective, so many things could go wrong. A shudder passed through him. The Dark Moon pack would get divided into two.
“We all know that this is a stupid treaty because things have changed. I just hope that the Elders don’t stick with it,” Elijah said dryly.
They were on the road for about seven hours before reaching the meeting venue. It was 9 PM. Hunter and River came out to meet them along with other main members of the pack. Shawn and Lena were also present. “When is the meeting?” Arthur asked as he watched his mother hugging Lia. He couldn’t help thinking that his mother and father had done so much to put the two packs together. Not only that because of their progressive nature, so many Lycans and werewolves found their mates. And now the Alpha of the Pine pack was going to throw them all into the dark ages. It made him feel bad and protective about his mother. “It will start tomorrow at 10 AM,” Hunter replied. “Half of the Elders have arrived while some will come tomorrow.”
“You told me that the Elders are divided on this matter.”
“They are.”
“So, it’s better that they don’t come?”
“No, I want all of them to come,” Hunter said as they walked inside the hotel. “That way we will know the exact numbers that are with us.”
“Where is Hawk?” Arthur looked around to find him, his worry growing a nigh higher. “He hasn’t come,” came Hunter’s clipped answer.