Saving The Broken Soul

ALPHA LEONARD

Leonard's POV:-

Los Angeles's weather is one of the best weather anyone can find in the USA. It's neither very hot nor very cold. However, today's scenario is different as things are very tense in the Ruso Mansion. Because today is a very important day for me as I am going to sign one of the biggest deals of my life. So everyone is trying to do their best to make their works perfect as they don't want to face any wrath of me.

I am a ruthless man when it comes to my pack as well as my business so you can guess how I will react if I find any mistakes in my employee's works. I am a very punctual person in nature and want everything to be perfect. No one can afford to do any mistakes because, for me, every minute of my life is compared to a million. I don't even need an alarm clock to wake up in the morning. I never miss my workouts as I like to keep myself healthy and fit.

As the Alpha of the biggest pack of the world I have to keep my pack in check so I give them training by myself every single day in the morning. It's not easy to control 20,000 werewolves alone but I have some people to help me out in that matter. Although I don't live in the pack house, still I go there every day to check on everyone.

As usual, like every day I wake up at 5 AM and go jogging along with my Beta Samuel. Samuel is also a very close friend of mine and one of the rare people who has been able to get my trust. After half an hour of jogging, we come back to the pack's training ground to observe the combat training that is being given by my Gamma, Adam.

"Boys, do 100 laps and girls do 50 laps." Adam yells looking at the teenagers who groan in distress but when their eyes fall on me they quickly straighten up and start doing what they are told to do.

"Adam, I want you to switch them to swords training by tomorrow because I can see that they need some changes in training." I order looking at some of the boys who are busy checking out the girls making shake my head.

"Will do, Alpha." He replies firmly.

"You guys are here for training, not to ogle the girls." I yell out making the boys gulp in fear while the girls snicker.

I spend one hour in the training ground and then take my leave. I jog towards my mansion and in five minutes I am walking upstairs to reach my bedroom. I like my privacy so no one is allowed to enter my room except the cleaning process. However, there is only one person who can enter or exit my room whenever to her liking and that person is none other than my two years old daughter Sarah. She is the most valuable person in my life because without her existence I don't know if I would be able to live after the death of my mate.

Upon arriving in my room, I find my baby girl sleeping soundly on the bed, and beside her is resting her dog King who is a giant black color pit bull. I wasn't ready to get her a dog at first, but then she started to throw a tantrum and in the end, she got her wish completed. She doesn't sleep with me in my room but likes to come to me in the morning.

I run my fingers through her curls which she has inherited from her late mother and feel her releasing a sigh of content. Not wanting to disturb her sleep, I gently kiss her on the top of her head and head towards the washroom for a much-needed shower. After showering and brushing my teeth, I wear a Light Grey Navy Check 3 Piece Suit with Shiny Black-Toe Patent Leather Oxford Shoes. I secure my favorite Rolex Watch on my left wrist to match my outfit.

Suddenly, I remember Grace, my late mate's face who used to laugh seeing me so dressed up for meetings. She used to say that I don't need to wear a suit all the time because I look good in anything I wear. But I used to tell her that as a businessman it's inappropriate to anything else other than suit while meeting with clients. I look at the mirror and take a deep breath to calm myself down before I tear down everything in front of me. It still hurts to think that she is not with me anymore, she is not here to shower our daughter with love and care.

I come out of the closet and find Sarah sitting on the bed while rubbing her eyes with her tiny fists. I chuckle seeing the cute sight in front of me and walk towards the bed before bending down to pick her up in my arms. Just as I am going to pick her up King stops me by putting his paw on the back of my hand which makes me confused. But then I notice that have my claws out which can hurt my little girl so instantly retreat my hand.

"Thanks, bud." I let out looking at the dog who bark in response.

"Daddy, goody mowning." My baby girl says with a sweet smile.

"Good morning my princess. Did you sleep well?" I ask picking her up in my arms.

"Umm, yesh me did." She replies while putting her head on my shoulder.

"Do you want Daddy to help you get ready?" I ask although I know she will refuse saying she is a big girl and she can do it by herself.

"Me no wan Daddy hwelp. Me big girl, me do meself." I sigh in defeat because she is only two years old and she behaves so mature way.

"Okay baby girl, as you wish. But Grandma Martha will help you in taking bath because I don't want you to get hurt." I tell her sternly making her pout but she nods her head when she realizes that her pout is not going to work with me.

I kiss her on the forehead and put her down so that she can go to her nursery. King also follows behind her to protect her from any harm. Sometimes I think that the damn dog is more loyal than most of my pack members because that dog can kill anyone who tries to mess with my baby girl which is very amusing.

I walk out of the room and come downstairs for breakfast. I notice that all the staff are busy with their respective works. I take a seat at the dining table and ask the cook to bring my breakfast. As a werewolf, I tend to eat more than any human so whenever I go out with any human clients for lunch or dinner, they get scared seeing the amount of food I can consume all alone.

The cook has prepared my favorite breakfast which consists of Crispy Bacons, Sweet Potato Rosti, Baked Cherry Tomatoes, Avacado & Poached Egg. I like to drink black coffee throughout the day so it's not a surprise to drink it during my breakfast too. I thank the chef for the delicious breakfast and start eating.

"Is Sarah awake?" Martha, the cook asks who adores my baby girl a lot.

"Yes, she is awake. Can you go and help her to get ready. I tried to help her but you know her." I reply making her laugh.

"That girl is becoming demanding by day. Don't worry, I will go and help her." By saying this she goes out of there.

I may be a cold-hearted person but I am not rude to whom I trust and the cook is one of them. Martha is an old human lady who is looking after the mansion for years. She knows about werewolves as her mate was a werewolf from my pack. After his sudden death a few years ago, she didn't want to live but then I asked her to move in with me and my mate. From then on, she hasn't left my side. She is kind of like a second mother to me because of the way she takes care of me like her own child. I don't mind it as my own mother is always busy with her works to give me time, not that I need it.

I am not saying that I don't love my mother because I do. But sometimes I feel like she cares more about the reputation of the pack more than me. That's another reason why I am getting married to someone who is not my destined mate. Apparently, an alpha can't be proper alpha if he doesn't have a luna by his side. So, my mom has selected a she-wolf to become my bride as well as the mother of my Sarah.

I have only seen that shewolf's photo once on my mom's insistence but haven't met her yet. I don't know why I have to meet someone who I am sure is only marrying me because of my status and wealth. However, she is extremely wrong if she thinks that I will let her enjoy a luxurious life just because she will be my wife. I hate women like her who don't even wait for their destined mate or reject them to marry someone rich. I will show her how wrong she is to agree to marry me in the first place.

Currently, I am doing some paperwork in my office when a maid informs me that the clients have arrived in the mansion. I take off my reading glasses and depart to greet my guests. When I arrive in the living room I see that five men are sitting on there. I shake hands with them and take a seat on one of the vacant couches. Without any more delay, we start to talk about the deal and what will be the budget.

I try to cooperate with them but a certain person is trying to get under my skin. Mr. Richard Johnson is the one with whom I am going to sign the deal but the old man is taunting me the way he is talking about business & all as if I am a kid in front of him. I am trying very hard to control my anger but I know that this man won't agree with anything I say.

"I think we shouldn't sign this deal gentlemen as I am not quite happy with the way Mr. Ruso has described the project. The project will never be a success if you want to know my views. I think you should put more effort into your presentation, Mr. Ruso." Says Mr. Johnson with a smug expression.

"I think you're right Mr. Johnson. But I need a day to do some changes to the presentation so I can please you. I hope everyone will agree with me, right gentlemen?" I smoothly reply while looking towards him. Everyone agrees instantly as they already like the deal. But still, the fucker doesn't seem much interested in the deal. I know that I need to show the old man why you should never mess up with me.

After some more talking, I take them towards the dining area for lunch. The servants serve delicious Italian dishes that are made by Martha. Everyone thank me for such a great lunch except Mr. Johnson. He complains about every dish, how his cook can do better than my cook. I grip the fork in my hand tightly to control my anger. I am only an inch close to murder the old man for disrespecting my staff.

After lunch, I escort them to the entrance of the mansion and agree to have the meeting the next day in my office. When the door of the mansion close I move towards the bar situated near the living room to have a drink. I am fuming with anger that if it is possible then there will be smoke coming out of my ears. I pour Scotch in a glass and drinks it in a single gulp.

"What are you going to do next?" Someone says from behind but I don't need to turn to know who that person is.

"I want every little detail about Richard. His strength, his weakness, his dirty secrets, everything I want to know by the evening." I reply in a cold voice.

"I will get it done alpha. But what will you do if that bastard doesn't comply with you? He seems to be a hard nut to crack." Samuel says while rubbing his jaw.

"There is nothing a weakness can't do Samuel. So it doesn't matter how hard nut he is, he will submit to me tomorrow and that's for sure." I reply with a smirk that promises punishment.