Page 57 of Rejected By My Shadow Alpha
Jay narrowed his eyes. "Why would I lie about that?"
I got in his face and showed him the message on my phone, rage crackling through every vein. "Don't play dumb. Who are you feeding intel to? Who gave you the order to pull me away from Littleton?"
Jay's jaw tightened. "You're accusing me of betrayal? You're the one compromising the pack with that filthy affair!"
I didn't hesitate.
Crack.
My fist collided with his jaw, and he stumbled back, spitting blood onto the concrete.
"You've been leaking sensitive information!" I snarled. "Don't talk to me about loyalty."
Jay lunged, and we crashed to the floor. Fists flew. My knuckles split on his ribs. He got in a hit to my shoulder, but I slammed him down hard, forearm across his throat.
"Who is it?" I growled, fangs threatening to break through. "I heard every damn conversation you said over the phone."
Jay looked shocked and dismayed, a flash of fear ran through his eyes, and I laughed bitterly.
"You think you're the only one who can plant bugs?" I snarled, pressing him harder. "I know how this game works, too. Now talk. Who's been feeding you lies about Ruby and Liora?"
He winced beneath me, his breath ragged. "I don't know," he croaked. "The voice was always muffled. They only called at night, but they knew things…about you, about Alpha Alphonso's daughter and the child." He confessed
I nodded, unsurprised. They were old stories. I needed something new. "I know all of that as well as the curse and the mad wolf. Tell me something new, or I will rip your throat outand feed it to the vultures in the wood," I growled and bared my fangs at him.
Jay flinched at the venom in my voice. "I didn't cast it! I was just told they would do everything to kill the child to avenge our pack."
My stomach twisted. Jay's terrified expression told me he was telling the truth. He was being used as a pawn to get to me and aid whatever sinister plans were being brewed.
I sighed in exasperation. Every damn time I think I've cornered them, they slip through another crack, always one damn step ahead. I cursed under my breath and got off him. Jay coughed, sitting up, nursing his ribs.
"Why would you betray me?" I asked, my voice low and trembling with fury.
Jay looked away. "You were losing focus. I did what I thought was right."
My hand tightened into a fist, but I forced myself to breathe. No. Not now.
Then he added, cautiously, "Why are you even doing this? Huh?" He glared at me, "Is it true you plan to marry her? You think that's smart? Bringing enemy blood into our pack?"
My chest tightened, and I froze. How the hell did he know? "Who told you that?" I asked, my voice low and shaken.
Jay said nothing, his eyes challenging me to tell the truth in front of all the wolves gathered. I knew it was a ploy to expose me as a weak alpha. I glanced around, feeling the weight of every eye. Tension crackled in the air like a live wire. They were all watching and waiting. Then I noticed that someone was missing.
"Where is…?"
Before I could form the words, my wolf's ears twitched, sensing the shift in the air. A shift in energy. Danger. The unmistakable scent of foreign wolves. My alpha senses screamed at me.
They were here. Enemy wolves.
My alpha senses flared, and I turned to the door and snarled, my voice cutting through the room. "Everyone, high alert! We're under attack!"
We had trained for a day like this, and now was the time to put that training to the test. The words had barely left my mouth before the front of the safehouse shattered inward, claws and teeth flooding the space like a nightmare made real.
We shifted. No time for hesitation.
Claws tore through the air, blood sprayed, and howls filled the night. I saw Colton, one of my young wolves, take one down with a crushing bite to the throat, while Mara danced through three enemies like a shadow. I met the first wolf head-on, slamming him into a wall before tearing through his neck. Another leaped at me from behind, but I twisted midair, claws sinking into his side, dragging him down with a sickening crunch.
It was swift and savage. My warriors struck with precision, and I tore through the enemy with unrelenting fury, jaws crushing throats, rage guiding every move, aiming for their jugulars. When the dust settled, enemy bodies lay scattered across the room. Blood painted the walls. The scent of death mingled with the stench of betrayal.
