Chapter 7 Something's Changing

• Krimson’s P.O.V
• “Luca is getting too close to that girl.” I watched the two of them move out of the main pack location and head to the hills for trekking.
• I had never liked it, Luca’s attachment to that traitorous wench despite me warning him several times not to get involved with her. The only reason Luca still had his position was because he was also an excellent businessman and he took care of my company if and when I decided to take a break. He also knew the heart of the pack well. His words held just as much power as I did and he could sway people’s opinion in his direction at will.
• “Why? Don’t you like it? The fact than an orphaned girl can get a father-figure? Are you jealous?” The old man laughed. “Luca has a mate and a son. He sees her as nothing but the daughter he couldn’t have.”
• And that’s what made it worse, because he now stood in my way.
• “I no longer find your humor funny, David,” I told the old man, the man who had been the very first person to find a rogue wolf boy in the woods, a boy who had lost everything and everyone he had ever held dear…and given him a purpose to live on. And that’s why I had to ask him…“You have been a guiding light for me ever since I became sane…then why did you save her that night?”
• “And what good would her death have brought you, my boy?” David looked up at me through his lashed, his face and hands wrinkled beyond repair, telling me that he was nearing his end. The only reason he had held on for so long, even after the death of his mate, was simply because he couldn’t pass away until he knew I was at peace.
• Peace…such an alien concept.
• “Would her death have brought you more riches?” David continued on, turning his sea green eyes back towards the lake. “Would it have brought you back your youth? Your family? Or would it have brought you some kind of peace?”
• “Peace? Perhaps?” I shook my head. Ever since that girl has come into my life, there has been no peace in it. Every time I look at her face, at her namesake lilac eyes…I feel this rage inside of me that overpowers all of my senses until I want to claw at her…to rip her apart and bath in her blood…
• Then why had I suddenly been overcome with so much anger yesterday, when I had seen blood on her lips and the faded red mark on her cheek?
• Why had I caught her hand and held onto her…wanting her to admit that she had been hurt?
• “Peace?” David laughed humorlessly, breaking me out of my thoughts. “Did you find your peace when you heard the entire pack was burned to death? What difference did it make if one single child survived?”
• That single child…was my unfortunate mate…and that was one truth I had hidden from David for four years now…from the very man who I considered as a father figure.
• Only Luca knew the truth and that was how he had promised to let it stay. Despite his preference for that girl, his and my bond had been forged through blood, fighting side by side against our numerous enemies who had thought us easy targets. I knew that if there was one person I could count on in this entire pack blindly, it was Luca. And that was why I was littering this slide.
• “I have to go, David.” I informed him, letting out a sigh as troubled thoughts disrupted the peace brought on by the serenity of the environment around me. “I have an event to plan for my company.”
• “Running away, boy?” He gave me a knowing look, but I shook my head.
• “I stopped running a long time ago, David.” I told him. “The day I realized that I had become very the monsters I fought.”
• Leaving David to continue on his futile fishing trip in the little lake that literally had no fish left due to the fact that the juveniles were converting it into their own little swimming pool; I headed back to my house, just opposite to the main packhouse, to take care of some last minute details about the party that was to happen in a week.
• Unlike most Alpha’s, I had opted out of staying inside the pack house with the beta’s and the gamma’s family. I had a room there, in the pack house, that I seldom used, but it wasn’t some place where I could feel relaxed or be at my most vulnerable. My house on the other hand, had state of the art security systems and everything I could ever need to protect myself and my entire pack in case of an attack.
• I’d learned long ago that the shifters and the supernatural’s were only superior to humans if we considered them physically weaker than us, with little to no defence mechanisms built into their body. Their weapons and their minds on the other hand…were weapons far superior to our feral nature.
• And that is why I had to transform myself from the an angry, lost boy of nineteen, who had been lost and devastated and so broken…and who had grow up into this cold-hearted man who had dedicated his entire life to growing his business into a billion dollar corporation so no one could ever look down on him.
• Now, not only was I the Alpha of one of the most feared packs in all over the USA, but I was also the Werewolf representative in the Supernatural Council, a council of supernatural beings that represented the entire supernatural population of the world. Aside from that, I was a billionaire businessman and the person responsible for creating a cure for rogues from my own blood.
• That’s why, to even imagine that I was getting worked up over a girl, who wasn’t yet a woman…
• So what if she was my mate? There was still time till her eighteenth birthday. There was still time for me to reject her and humiliate her, leave her shattered and broken.
• I had never seen her wolf. Never let myself get close to her, or so much as looked in her direction these past few years as she had stayed in my pack. Being in the same proximity as her made me murderous…made my wolf howl in madness…
• Then why was I suddenly experiencing this shift in behavior? Why was the sight of her hurt making me angry…not at her, but to those who hurt her? Especially since I had known that she was being abused by the teens in her school…exploited by the staff at the Soup House where she worked.
• I had stayed quiet. I hadn't cared.
• Then why was that suddenly changing?
• I shook my head as an image of her came into my mind…her lilac eyes staring down at me as her brunette hair fell around her face like a halo. It had made me want to haul her down and kiss those innocent lips until she was senseless with desire and screaming my name. And that was why I was even more worried.
• I needed to get her out of my system. I needed to get over this sudden bout of lust and get my head back into the game.
• So I picked up my phone from the coffee table in the living room and dialed the woman who I used to quench my thirst when the demons got the best of me.
• “I’d been waiting for your call.” Her voice was equal parts seduction, equally as dangerous.
• “Then you know where to meet me.”
• Hanging up, I left my house to release the desires tightly coiled up inside my body. It was the only way I was going to get back to focus…and get that filth out of my mind.