Chapter 9 – Silver Chest Beast–2
‘Focus! I scold myself.
I took a deep breath and tasted the sweet flavor swirling around my tongue and filling my lungs. It was a cool, comforting taste that took my worries away.
“Heavenly,” I muttered under my breath. The scent is incredibly lovely and delicious. I can’t wait to have the owner on my lips.”
I guess you are referring to me.” I stopped in my tracks when the familiar voice behind me slurred.
“I had faith that you would realize your mistake and approach me. I am incredibly irresistible to she–wolves.”
I slowly spun around to see Noah standing a few feet away from me, holding a bottle of whiskey.
He staggered forward, hardly able to maintain his balance.
“Alpha Noah, I whispered, my throat running dry. ‘Is there anything that I can assist you with?”
‘Ha!” he exclaimed, tossing his head back and making a hyena–like sound. ‘Now you want to assist me. That is ironic, isn’t it? Given that you have just taken your beta as your mate, don’t you think it is a little late now?”
don’t know,‘ I said. “What appears to be the problem?”
“The problem?” He said, holding the bottle in his hand and pointing with his index finger. “I will tell you what the problem is–it is you!”
“And what did I do?” I asked, keeping myself dumb. “I only mated with my chosen mate, just as you chose to do.”
“Liar!” He slurred. “When you made your introduction a year ago, you were not truthful about who you really were.”
“So what?” I challenged. “At that point, you had already expressed your disinterest in me. I was not worthy of being your mate. And why does my name have anything to do with being mated to my beta?”
“All of it!” He snarled. “I ought to be the Silverado Pack’s next Alpha. Not that weakling of a beta of yours! The Alpha title is unworthy of him.”
Is it the main purpose of all of this? Power? Money? A lust for greed?
Is Noah trying to become the leader of a silver–blessed pack?
What was he going to do if he managed to get his hands on that title?
I dismissed the idea with a shake of my head.
He would not have had complete control, even if he had accepted me as his mate and taken the Alpha title of the pack.
Compared to Noah, Levi is a better choice because the Silverado Pack will obey his commands. After all, only specific bloodlines and descendants of the moon goddess herself could rule the pack.
“Well, I am sorry things did not turn out the way you wanted,” I said as I turned to go. “If you would excuse me, this conversation is over!”
Noah grabbed me by the hair and yanked me back.
“I will tell you when it is over, he roared.
I fought against his grip, attempting to free myself, but his grip on my hair was too powerful.
“Release me!” I screamed, hearing my dress rip. If I had to shift and the dress got ruined because of someone like Noah, I would be furious and disappointed.
Just then, an overpowering aura enveloped my surroundings, sucking up all the oxygen, and a startling roat echoed from behind us.
A second later, the scent of vanilla and honey filled my nostrils.
“Mate! Kaya gave a purt. He came! He came to rescue us from the grasp of Alpha Noah’s claws.”
Abruptly, Noah released his grip on my hair and let out a painful cry. The bottle of whiskey shattered on the ground into millions of pieces.
I quickly turned over and witnessed a massive, dark beast with a silver chest seize Noah’s arm, yanking him against the packhouse wall.
*F*ck! I gasped in disbelief. Is that my mate?‘
