Chapter 89
Chapter 89
The news spreads across the city like wildfire. Everyone is talking about it–about Deckard.
That Bastard Look at the way he humiliated me in his castle, throwing me out like a stray dog!
I don’t even understand what came over me, why I lost control like that. What was I thinking? Yes, he’s an annoying punk who constantly gets under my skin, but he’s also someone I admire And yet, he infuriates me so damn easily!
But his presence is so commanding–it’s almost godlike. And I have to admit, I enjoyed the back–and–forth between us.
Can you imagine? Deckard and 1, standing toe to toe, locked in a heated conversation, the tension so thick it could freeze anyone who dared to interrupt.
His Inst slammed into my gut, knocking the wind out of me. Pain exploded through my body, white–hot and intoxicating. I gaspeil, choking on the moment, my vision blurring at the edges But the worst part? The most fucked–up part? It turned me
My dick got so fucking hard.
But Tuck, it made my dick so hard.
That’s why I ran. Damn, I had to. I barely made it home before lost it–before I locked myself away, jerking off and replaying every second of our tense altercation, reliving the fight
He had his hands on me for the first time. Damn, it was so hot! Look forward to having
more of such tension with him.
If I had the kind of power he wields, the things I’d do, oh, the things I’d do.
I get why he nets an arrogant bastard, but why does it have to be directed at me? We’re more alike than he realizes. We should be allies–good friends even–not enemies.
After all, we’ve shared the same woman. So why does he despise me?
Could it be that he actually fears me? That he sees me as a threat?
Now that I think about it, it all starts to make sense.
I was once Amica’s mate–the same woman he now calls his. I may not have his wealth, his influence, but like him, I am ruthless, relentless, and ambitious. And I know he sees it.
I am aiming for the Apex circle, and that only adds to his fears.
If I was the first to share a bed with his destined mate, what stop me from one day sharing his throne?
Deckard and I have the same taste in women. Mary–she’s got that irresistible body, and she’s already been in my bed. Just like Amica.
It’s almost poetic. We’re not just rivals–we’re bound together in ways he refuses to acknowledge. Our fates keep colliding. whether we like it or not.
And yet, sometimes, I feel something strange toward Amica. Nuove, not exactly, but something close to envy.
She gets to see Deckard every day. She gets to share his power, wealth. And that’s what vexes me the most–Amica, the woman who once stood by my side, is now living the life I fought so hard to claim
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That’s why I need to be in the Apex circle as a real member, I need to know everything, to be of that world. But Deckard has shut every door in my face.
Why does he hate me so much?
If anything, I did him a favor–I found him his mate! He should be thanking me, not shutting me out.
And now, look at the impossible standard they set just to keep re out of the Apex circle.
Where the hell am I supposed to get $1 million?
That’s what I thought at first–until I saw the news. He looked so powerful and raw, , even on screen!
Deckard is willing to hand over a million dollars just because someone hurt Amica? This bitch should be thanking me every single day for unknowingly bringing her to fortune.
I must be the one to find Scarface.
I’ve done it before–when they needed me to find Amica for him after she ran away. I can do it again. And when I do, I won’t just hand over the information for free.
No.
If I deliver Scarface, I’ll set my own terms:
One–I take the $1 million.
Two–1 join the Apex circle as a certified member.
Three–I will not fight any silly combat trials to prove myself.
I’ve already proven my worth. This time, I’ll make sure Deckard has no choice but to acknowledge it. And, of course, I will get married.
yes are on Mary.
Marriage has never been an issue. But this time, my eyes
They won’t have a problem with that–after all, Deckard has my former mate.
The moment the idea struck me, I knew I had stumbled upon gold.
Without wasting time, I went straight to my beta and told him about the plan.
“This is our new mission,” I declared. “Once we find Scarface, we won’t just get our hands on $1 million–we’ll gain more wealth than we ever imagined. Every member of this pack will rise to the top of society.
The Ironclaw pack will finally command the respect and authority we deserve.
We won’t just be some ordinary pack scavenging for the crumbs of the Bloodbane.
And the world will know our name.”
“Cameron, do you realize that once I become a true member of the Apex circle, you automatically do too? Do you understand what that means for you?”
I watch as the realization dawns on my beta’s face. The pain and doubt in his eyes shift to something else–attention, excitement, hunger.
A slow grin spreads across his lips as he imagines all the wealth and power that would come with it
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But I’m no fool.
The Apex circle only needs proof that I have a solid financial starling–hence the demand for $1 million in a locked account. But they never said I had to spend it.
That money is mine and mine alone
Sure, I could share the opportunities with my pack, sure. But before I do that, I need to be in a position of power. And for that, I can’t afford to be generous just yet.
“I understand, Alpha Dane,” my beta says, determination hardening his voice. “I’ll do everything in my power to find that man. Don’t worry–we will get him. And when we do, we’ll finally be strong members of the Apex circle.”
Cameron straightens his posture, nodding firmly.
“I’ll arrange the men and begin the search immediately.”
But then my mind goes back to Amaka. Mary has told me all about the tricks she pulled just to make sure that pregnancy of hers never happened. And just like that, the so–called “her” suddenly disappears.
I can’t believe Amaka had the audacity to conceive after a decade–when we’ve been together for two years, and I’ve never even had a single scare, not once.
One time, during pillow talk, one of the maid girls, Maria, who shares my bed anytime Amica is unavailable, told me that Amica was deliberately avoiding pregnancy. She claimed Amica was taking something to prevent conception. I never believed it–I had no proof
But why would Arnica ever do that? She loves me to death. Even though I treat her like shit, she would never have the nerve to leave me.
If I hadn’t pushed her away, she never would have left–even if I rampled on her like a worthless rag
“So what gave her that ridiculous idea–not to conceive for me? She knew I wanted a child. At the very least, that would’ve put her in my good graces for a while.
I never believed it. But now, after barely three months with Deckard, I’m already hearing news of a pregnancy.
Of course, she never believed in me. She always thought I was a worthless drunk, incapable of fathering a child. She kept poking her nose into my business, always aware of the debts piling up around me. That’s why she never wanted to have my child.
But the moment she steps into Deckard’s life, suddenly, she’s all open for him–ready to take in his creamy, rich cum! And just like that, she’s pregnant for him!
Every time I think about Amaka and the terrible things she did while we were together, it pisses me the fuck off.
My man and I began preparing for the search for this Scarface man. But first, we needed to do our research. I didn’t know who he was, though it was common knowledge that he was the current king of the rogues, Alt needed was to get my hands
on one of them.
Togues. We started our search in a place rumored to be a known rogue hideout. It took us the entire day to track it down, but when we finally arrived, all we found was blood and the lingering scent of
The failure of the search hit me hard–it wouldn’t be easy to find a man like him. And given the nature of the situation, it was clear he was powerful. Too powerful. If I wanted to track him down. I needed stronger forces backing me up.
