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Marty:
He sat there talking about how he doesn't think it was a great idea to allow Dylan into the alliance. The same complaints and reasonings that started two years ago. If they hadn't worked then they sure as hell wouldn't work now that Dylan is part of the alliance. Bart Dumb ass, I mean Dumas always has something to say even after all these years and the other stupid alphas follow his lead. It begs the question, who is the biggest b***h in the room. He Bart ties with a couple of others.
"Why don't you give it a rest already, Dumas? Since alpha Dylan joined the alliance the rogue population has gone down sixty-two percent," someone said trying to shut him up.
"Because he is the rogue leader," he shouted pointing at Dylan who is sitting three seats down from me.
"Interrupt anyone again and I will beat you with my f*****g chair," I growled. His eyes met mine with a challenge. He's daring me to do it and it's cute because he thinks I won't do it. "He has helped in aiding in outside attacks, he has helped triple all of our trading and profits within the last year or have you forgotten that the reason you drive a brand new Mercedes is because his beta helped you out of bankruptcy? What the f**k have you done for the alliance since you signed, huh?"
"Touche," Dylan whispered playing with the napkin under his glass of water.
"Shut the f**k up, Dylan. Your smart as remarks don't help the fact that we all hate you," I growled at him. He chuckled under his breath not meeting my gaze.
"b***h," he whispered.
"Now that we are done with your ignorant s**t, Dumas. We can get to why we are here tonight," I breathed out. "Someone has been coming into my territory and leaving cute little love messages written in rogue blood on my walls and my land has been beautifully decorated with rogue limbs and heads. Now, I know some of you think that this is romantic. So, you have my attention and when I find out which one of you pieces of s**t is doing this. I will use your blood to paint my f*****g patio,"
"What did you expect alpha Martak? You brought a notorious killer into our alliance and expect us to respect him as if he were one of our own," I looked over at Alpha Donovan.
"This isn't how we deal with situations like this. I have an eighteen-year-old, kid in my morgue. My pack doctor is trying to put him back together like a f*****g puzzle. This kid could be any one of your kids. We created this alliance to start over from all of the wars and death we have caused each other over the centuries. Alpha Dylan is no different from what we all are. We have all tried killed one another at one point. You don't want to accept him because when he did it he was better at invading than you were? The only reason he is being discriminated against is because he didn't grow up under the glorified sheets of a pack like the rest of us,"
"She's right," we all turned to face Alpha Reese. "Dylan is an ass and I hate him just as much as I hate the rest of you ass holes but the only reason we all hate him the most is because he was a rogue. Not any rogue the rogue that took s**t from all of us. Martak saw something in him that none of will ever see. Even through her hatred and pain, she saw the best in him and I am willing to give him a chance because of that,"
"All she saw was his f*****g d**k for five years," I picked up my chair and threw it across the room hitting Bart so hard he fell back in his chair breaking it. I growled feeling the anger in me boil over. My wolf hadn't tolerated disrespect like this since Dylan had broken our bond.
"You want to talk about d***s?" I growled. He stood up a little disoriented meeting my gaze in a challenge. "How about we address the one you have shoved up your ass?"
"Alright, that's enough," Reese laughed. "This meeting is over until we can all come back level-headed,"
No one said anything until Bart broke our stare down and walked out. I didn't leave until those who shared his opinion followed behind him. Cameron is waiting for me upfront. There is no way I'd be able to sit in the car like this right now. I began to pace back and forth trying to calm her. My wolf is raging inside of me. This happened every single time Bart called a f*****g meeting. That son of a b***h does this s**t on purpose. I don't know why I even come to these things at his request.
"It went that well, huh?" Minerva asked as I contemplated putting my fist through the glass of my truck.
"Baby, she isn't in a good place right now. Bart likes to f**k with her," Dylan said as my body began to shake.
"You should really start speaking up for yourself," I growled, turning to look at him. "This makes me look f*****g weak, Dylan. What the f**k is wrong with you? You need to put on your alpha pants in there. I can't keep doing this for you do you understand how this makes us both look?"
"I didn't think I had a say," he looking at Minerva.
"Dylan, you signed this treaty just like the rest of us. You contribute to it more than the rest of these fuckers do. You have earned more than a voice here. Someone is always going to have s**t to say. Those hits are not just directed at you but at me as well. Get your s**t together, dude. Where is that smart f*****g mouth that pissed me the f**k off for five years huh? Use it, Dylan, it's time to get back on your high horse,"
"She's right Dylan. She makes herself look weak and those comments about the two of you will get worse if she keeps defending you like this. It only fuels the fire," Reese agreed walking over to us. "You know you have to take your head out of your ass and stop feeling like you owe us all something. Rogue or not. It's the same thing here. You are now alpha and taking what you need from us still stands only now its legal, man. Go over the treaty again read the fine print. Prepare for what is to come at the next meeting. Martak you aren't invited tomorrow night,"
"I know that," I said.
"Why the f**k not? Without her there is no alliance," Cameron said.
"Because they need to know that he can function without me being there," I said. "The alliance has voted. If Dylan can't deal with his own s**t then his pack will be overruled and he will fall under my jurisdiction. I would have to pull his pack into ours. They think that since he does what I ask him to do. The two packs are mine. It's a threat to everyone else because I'd have too much influence,"
"What the f**k does that mean?" Cameron asked.
"That if he doesn't prove to be his own person, the alliance just like his pack is over," Reese said looking at him. I wonder what his interest in us is.
"Prove to be grateful and do what you have to do even if that means throwing me or anyone else under the bus. I'll be fine. You don't have to do me any favors. Except, you know. Don't ruin my life any more than you already have," I crossed my arms over my chest. Dylan looked over at Minerva and then back at me.
"Alright, I can deal with telling you to f**k off," he said. My wolf scoffed in me making me roll my eyes. She doesn't hate him anymore. She considers him a massive nuisance now. One we should no longer bother with.
"Now get the f**k out of here before I hit your stupid ass with a chair too," he and Reese laughed shaking their heads.
"Alright, are we still okay for tomorrow? Devon is coming. He was the last one to see Robbie,"
"Yeah, I should be ready by seven tomorrow. Oh, and I am having a guest join me if you do anything to make him want to punch you, I'll lock you up for two days,"
"Is he like a boyfriend?" Minerva asked with a smile.
"No, not like a boyfriend. He's helping me with my current predicament,"
"Was he here tonight?" Dylan asked.
"No, he'll be here tomorrow though,"
"Is he cute?" Minerva asked. If looks could kill, Dylan would have ended her in that moment.
"What I... I... What the f**k do I know he's just the neighboring alpha," that didn't come out the way it was supposed to. Why do they do this to me?
"She's nervous. You should let your hair down and wear a nicer bra,"
"She looks good like this and she said she had no interest in him," Reese interjected. He does not need to jump into this. Minerva made an "o" shape with her mouth.
"What do you care?" Cameron asked him annoyed.
"No! We aren't doing this right now. All of you go home. Cam, get in the car and let's go home,"
Everyone began to walk away as I got into the car and Cameron came around with a smirk on his face. When we were halfway to my territory my phone vibrated twice. I checked to find two text messages from Dylan.
-Alpha Reese is super into you- scratch that they're from Minerva. -I had Devon invite him tomorrow they're friends-
-Go away- I texted back shaking my head.
-Wear something cute okay- she added. -I text Annie and Amy so you cant getaway :)-
Oh, my s**t. f**k my life.
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