Page 5 of His Forsaken Alpha

Wynter gasped inwardly. He wasn’t unfamiliar with Warden’s cruelty, but it had never fallen to such depths.

Warden took an aggressive step forward. “I’ve made little demands on you other than to play your role as expected. Here and now, I put my foot down.”

Wynter looked up into the larger man’s eyes, pretending the alpha’s size and strength didn’t intimidate. He slid his furredcoat off and dropped it onto the floor, tossing his gloves atop it. “Fine,my alpha.”

The corners of Warden’s lips curled up. “It only took me thirty some years to get you to heel.”

Wynter ignored the statement and marched back up the steps, livid. He didn’t look back. He couldn’t stomach Warden’s smug face another second. As soon as he reached his bedroom, he let out a scream into his pillow before flinging it across the bedroom. It wasn’t enough. He churned with anger. Seated on his bed, his mind spun. Herefusedto obey the alpha’s commands so willingly. Eying the open door of his closet, he jumped from the bed and entered it, grabbing another fur and gloves before heading toward the back stairs.

As he descended, he met Vaughn, his youngest son.

“Where are you going in such a hurry?”

“None of your business,” he spat.

“Fine, be that way,” Vaughn replied, lifting a brow that looked identical to Warden’s.

Stopping long enough to look over one shoulder, he added, “Don’t tell your father I’ve left.”

Vaughn frowned, but soon grinned from ear to ear. “What’s it worth ya?”

“How about I ignore the fact two servants departed your bedroom in the early morning hours on Sunday?”

Vaughn’s face reddened, yet he looked nowhere near ashamed. “That’sallit’s worth? I heard the arguing. The whole house did. Seems Dad doesn’t want you going anywhere.”

Wynter sighed. “What do you want?”

“Keys to the condo in Miamian for next month and no questions asked.”

“Done,”Wynter replied. He had no idea what shenanigans Vaughn had in mind, but then, alphas had the freedom to do whatever the hell they wanted with little consequence. Omegas much less so. “Keep your fool mouth shut.”

“Sweet,”Vaughn murmured behind him as Wynter stomped down into the kitchen.

Several of the servants glanced in his direction but averted their eyes. As Vaughn had said, the whole house had heard their arguing. He ignored them, exited the back door, and trudged toward the garage, slipping his coat on. Their recently hired driver was there, waxing one of the cars.

“I need a ride.”

“I was just informed not to take youanywhere,”the beta said coolly.

Shit. That was fast.Wynter glared at the man. “What will it cost to have you ignore that order?”

The beta spun slowly, staring him up and down with a slow, syrupy grin growing. “What do you have to offer me?”

Wynter narrowed his eyes. “Not what appears to be on your mind.”

The beta scoffed. “Two thousand.”

“For one drive?”

“For going against your alpha’s orders. I might end up losing my job. Gotta have severance, just in case.”

Wynter didn’t have that kind of cash lying around, but then remembered he wore it. He slid two thick golden bracelets off his wrist and handed them over. “How’s this?”

Their driver took them, inspected each, and shrugged. “These worth two grand?”

“Probably more,” Wynter murmured.

The driver pocketed them.“Get in.”

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