CHAPTER 215: _SHE’S MY WIFE!

I squinted my eyes at Alpha Lobo after I said those words, scrutinizing his face.

He blinked at me with surprise, glancing at Odessa and then glancing back at his wife who lowered her head.

The woman was in her early thirties, was dressed in a queenly white gown, and had her hair done in a tress. Her meekness was smart... because goddess knows my anger was reaching a tipping point.

"Alpha King, it really hasn’t gotten to that." Lobo finally said, raising his hands. "Please, if you’d just listen you’d know that I mean no harm asking about the presence of the hybrid. I just—"

"She’s..." I blurted before shooting my right hand forward, grabbing his right wrist and squeezing it until it snapped.

His eyes widened but before he could even scream in pain, I continued with a snarl. "... My..."

I sent a kick to his knee, watching as he fell to the ground, kneeling with his head lowered as he groaned and then whimpered in pain.

"... Wife!" I roared, letting it all out.

The audacity!

My ears perked up just then and I heard the pack soldiers at the compound gate rushing toward us.

"What’s happening here?"

"The Alpha!"

"B–But isn’t that the Alpha King?"

I glared at Lobo, not pitying him in the slightest even though my grip was still on his wrist.

’Yes! Finally!’ Damon howled with excitement, his bloodlust surging through me. ’Oh, we’re so back!’

I ignored him, letting go of Lobo as I slowly turned around and fixed my gaze on the pack soldiers. There were fourteen of them gathered, each wearing the dull silver uniform representing their pack.

They all had torn expressions on their faces, like they were contemplating either helping their Alpha or facing me.

To me, the answer to that was easy.

"If you want a worse fate, you are welcome to interfere," I said with a shrug, turning around to face Lobo again.

The coward had crawled backward to his wife who lowered to his level, cradling him close to her chest as he whimpered and growled in pain.

"This pack has far bigger problems than a ’hybrid’ showing up," I said calmly, noticing just then that Odessa stared at me with a proud look on her face.

She didn’t try holding me back or question my brutality. In fact, she shared my emotions through the mate bond and I could feel her support.

"W–Why?" Lobo suddenly spoke up from the floor with a shaky voice despite his wife’s attempt to get him to shut up. "I–I wasn’t part of the Alphas who agreed with the Lord of the North. I—"

"Oh, don’t you worry about that. Those Alphas and all who agree with them will get their judgment from me soon enough." I remarked casually, stepping forward.

I saw the fear in his wife’s eyes as she stared up at me, my shadow looming over them like the cloak of death itself.

My arms were behind my back as I continued with a firm voice. "As for you and your Luna, Lobo, your crimes go beyond the possibility of mutiny. Do you want me to enlighten you?"

He didn’t speak or make any moves, instead quivering with fear and pain as he clutched his right wrist to his chest. It was now twisted to an unnatural angle and his left knee was sprained... but I didn’t care.

"Look at your pack, Lobo. No, seriously. When was the last time you stepped out of the comfort of your compound and took a look at the place?" I queried, tilting my head.

There was silence, although a raven cawed above us and flew away. I glanced up at the bird briefly, watching as Odessa stared at it with curiosity.

I ignored all that and continued when Lobo remained silent. "Your people are starving. The place is a mess. The nobles and elite, including you, still live like kings and queens despite all that, while your people are forced to eat your scraps."

He lowered his head with shame but I squatted slightly, bringing my right hand to his ear and forcing him to look up at me. He clenched his jaw but the fire trying to burn in his eyes dissipated instantly when I locked my gaze on his eyes.

"The largest pack in Mexico also happens to be the pack that I ask the most about when looking through the reports you send in. Each time you make it seem like the people of this pack are doing good and that poverty levels are reducing since the truce."

He shook with fear when I said all that as my eyes became even colder.

My voice dropped to a dangerous level that cut like a blade after a few seconds of pause. "You’ve been lying to me, Lobo. We’ve never had the chance to meet in person until now but you’ve made me believe you’re something worth the hype of your pack. Little did I know you’ve been plundering resources."

He shook his head repeatedly, making me chuckle dryly.

"Are you saying my words are wrong?" I asked and his eyes widened with terror as he finally parted his lips through the pain and spoke with a shaky voice.

"N–No, my Lord. But, please... Have mercy. My children, my wife who you see kneeling beside me—"

"Your Luna is as guilty as you, Lobo. No doubt about that." I shrugged with a stoic expression, glancing at the woman and watching as she slowly shifted away from her husband, shaking her head.

"That’s... that’s not true, sir. Please, I never joined my husband in plundering the pack’s money." She pleaded, rubbing her palms in front of her face.

But the expensive clothes and jewelry she wore told me a different story.

"I’ll be merciful because of your children." I finally said, taking a step back while leaving my gaze on the two of them.

Lobo’s eyes lit up and so did his wife’s as they glanced at each other. But just when he turned his gaze back to me, I spoke coldly.

"I’ll leave one parent behind."

Without warning, I brought out my claws and slashed at them, sending blood spraying into the night like paint as his wife’s scream tore through the silence.

But only one of them fell...