Chapter 45: _Flaunting Incompetence

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Take a look at Chapter 45 of "The Alpha King's Witch Bride": Chapter 45: _Flaunting Incompetence Kaelos’ POV ***** After my little meeting with Marcellus in my office, I discovered... See what happens next!

Chapter 45: _Flaunting Incompetence Kaelos’ POV ***** After my little meeting with Marcellus in my office, I discovered more about Odessa. More that she never told me about and I wasn’t even sure if she would have ever told me. ’So, she watched her parents get killed as a kid during one of our pack’s raids.’ Damon said in my head when I got to the room the tailor who was supposed to take measurements for Odessa was waiting in. I nodded my head discreetly to myself after handing Odessa over to the tailor who began taking her measurements. If all goes well, Odessa was meant to wear a ruby red gown popularly worn by my mother years ago. She might see it as nothing but I saw it as the ultimate symbol to show the South American Alpha king that I was serious about my marriage to her. ’Do you think the raid she’s talking about is... You know?’ Damon asked with a solemn tone. A cold shiver ran down my spine when I remembered what he was trying to reference. But I quickly shook my head and dismissed the idea. ’That was a long time ago. No need to dig into the past anyway.’ I said calmly in my head as I watched the tailor finally wrapping up with Odessa’s measurements. After he was done and left the room, things got a bit heated between Odessa and I, as usual. Well, that’s until she almost blurted out that we’re mates, forcing me to run to her and cover her mouth. "Mmph!" Odessa squirmed under my hold but I hushed her sternly before relying on my advanced wolf hearing to listen in on our ’guests’. Celine and her mother had decided to grace the dining table earlier and joined us for breakfast. It was nothing short of dramatic, but I was quick to disregard it mentally. However, with them being around, I couldn’t risk them finding out about me and Odessa’s little secret. ’Little? There’s nothing little about what you and Odessa have.’ Damon commented in my head with a snigger, causing me to roll my eyes as I slowly let go of Odessa. She shoved me aggressively on my shoulder before glaring at me. "What gives?" She asked with a whisper, but even that sounded loud. Not having any other choice, I grabbed her hands and moved her to the wall behind her, causing her to gasp in shock. I pinned her to the wall, her perky bosoms peeking out a little from her dress, causing me to glance at them with arousal as they rose and fell with each breath she took. "Don’t blurt out our secret in public, hon. Ever." I whispered into her ears, making sure my words sank in. Currently, thanks to my supernatural hearing, I was able to discover that Celine and her mother were talking with the tailor at the dining table, which was about fifty meters away. But if I could hear them, there was a good chance they could pick up some of what’s happening here as well. Anyway, after staring into Odessa’s enchanting violet eyes for a little too long, I finally shook my head and stepped away from her. If I’d had her pinned to the wall a few seconds longer, there was no telling if I would be able to control myself. I couldn’t fuck her freely while we were downstairs. "You’re a conundrum. You know that, right?" She asked with sarcasm in her voice, tilting her head. Seeing her like that forced a smirk to curl up my lips as I leaned in closer and gave her a wink before I responded. "That makes the two of us, hon." And I meant that. What was so special about this powerless witch who even had a human father to make the moon goddess give her to me as a mate? Why was I finding myself feeling sympathy for her after hearing her story from Marcellus? And most of all... Was there more to her that she wasn’t letting me know? What more secrets could she be hiding? I was willing to unravel all this as this truce continued. Drawing in a final satisfied breath, I leaned away from her and patted her lightly on her right cheek, causing her face to get redder than a tomato. "Get ready for the ball, dear wife. You’ll be taught all the basic etiquette required before that day to avoid any... Drink mishaps." I muttered, teasing the way we first met. Odessa’s face only got redder but at this point, I was done teasing her and turned around to leave. There were a few more things I needed to attend to before the South American Alpha King and his delegates arrived a few days from now. . . After navigating my way upstairs, I got to my office and opened the door, not at all surprised when I saw the people waiting for me inside. "Good morning, gentlemen." I greeted the members of my Alpha council, who all stood up and bowed curtly in front of me. "Good morning, Alpha King." Gamma Zane muttered with a not-so-cheery smile on his face. I merely nodded at him as I made my way to my seat behind my table where my assistant, Layla, stood. She handed some files to me, which was a detailed report of Odessa’s first trial. "I believe the witch should have discovered something about the dead maid by now." Gamma Zane, my annoying uncle, remarked, glancing at Beta Marcellus and the Delta before he continued. "With the South American Alpha King coming soon, security in this pack has to be tight and–" "Once again flaunting your incompetence, Gamma." I blurted, removing my gaze from the files and fixing it on him. "According to the reports I gathered from Odessa, the culprit is probably a witch who used the victim’s life force to empower themselves somehow. Do you know what that means?" There was an awkward silence after my words, a silence so loud that I thought I’d begin hearing crickets soon. But I ignored the tense atmosphere and cleared my throat before I continued with a neutral tone. "It simply means that the culprit could still be out there, hiding under the noses of our security forces. Security forces that you’re supposed to be in charge of, Gamma." I glanced at Marcellus and noticed a mocking smirk on his face. If there’s anyone who hated my uncle’s guts as much as me, it was him. Anyway, the Gamma was lost for words, his lips parting at first before he clenched his jaw. But I merely stared at him for a few seconds before I leaned back comfortably against my chair and folded my arms in front of my chest. "Tighten security in this pack. Make sure they’re on the lookout until the day of the South American Alpha King’s arrival. I don’t want any slip-ups, and if anything goes wrong, it will be on your head." I said coldly, not mincing a single word. The Gamma lowered his head but nodded in response. With that, after discussing a few more things, the meeting was dismissed.

Chapter 45: _Flaunting Incompetence

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