The Alpha’s Arranged Bride

Alpha Toot’s POV

That sick girl! I wanted to strangle her. I was angry. I was raging inside of me. I wanted to burn down everything and anything. I wanted to tear everyone apart, and I want to start with that little brat. She was annoying. It had been a while since I got this angry, but Lavender found a way to bring it up on the surface. She was a mad human.

When I was in that state, everyone knew not to mess with me. They understood how dangerous I could be, especially if they made me angrier. The servants stepped aside and bowed their heads as I passed. They knew not to make any stupid movements, too. I was in no mood for stupid things.NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

The meeting I had scheduled for today did not go as planned. I was expecting someone important to come, but the person did not come. I remained in the meeting room for a long time after informing the guards that I was expecting someone and needed privacy. It was only me and Finn that were in the room.

Several times I asked Finn if he had sent the message, which I asked him to, and he said he did. I had scheduled this meeting and informed the person, but I did not get any reply, either accepting or rejecting it. I wanted to believe that he must have accepted it because as a rogue they lived by their own rules, so I wanted to understand their rules, but unfortunately, he took me as a fool and did not come. I had tried to be calm and waited for him, but there was not even a single sign of his presence around the premises.

And then just when I was trying to calm myself at the failed meeting, I heard the sirens which I had specially put in place for Lavender. The Restrictor was to prevent her from ever leaving the building unless I permitted it, but I know that she must have thought I was joking when I said it. She still tried to run away, and at that moment I wanted to rip her in two. I wanted to teach her a lesson that she would never forget in her entire life.

Even though she was going to die. She thought I would be that stupid to bring her into this mansion, and then give her the upper hand to easily leave? She was stupid. I got to my private chamber and quickly went to the minibar, picking up a bottle of wine and a glass. I poured some wine, then gulped it down in one go. I needed to drink it to help me calm down before I did something that I might regret later, and that was killing that fool.

I filled the glass again with wine and took it in one go. I found it likely when the sour taste hit my taste buds. “Alpha, do not let the little brat ruin your mood. She does not have such a privilege. You do not need her to easily get into your skin,” Finn said, but I paid no heed to him.

He had no say in this. If not that I needed him in this plan of mine, I would have used him to set an example to everyone, especially Lavender. But I knew the time for that would come, so I needed to be patient. However, it does not push away the anger that I felt from both the disappointing meeting and Lavender trying to escape. She wanted to ruin my plan. I also wondered what he would have thought if he had been present, and something like that happened. I was tempted to command that she be flogged, but I needed to hold myself back. That would ruin my plans and the image I’m trying to project to her.

Finn tried to speak again, but I had enough of his voice and gave him a look that instantly shot him up. He dropped his gaze and moved back, bowing his head. “I apologize, Alpha,” he said, and I looked away from him.

He was also pathetic and stupid. I wonder how Caramel had so many stupid people, and was still considered one of the strongest packs. I took another drink of my wine, and after five minutes, I regained my composure. I was too angry, but my aura had dropped a little, and I could think straight now. I was just so angry. Today seems to be filled with so many annoying experiences.

I picked up the wine bottle and my glass, then walked over to my chair with a table in front of it. I placed both items down, then filled the glass with wine before taking a sip of it. I was glad that I rejected her even without meeting her. I was right to have rejected her. She was not only stupid, but she was weak, and annoying, too. How am I to accept someone like that as my first child? Never.

She deserved to be thrown away somewhere, and not even looked at for anything reasonable. If not for what I had planned, I would have killed her a long time ago. I would never have even tried to coax her to see me as her father. I never saw her as a daughter, anyway. She was a pawn I needed to use to get what I wanted.

Since an opportunity to use her for something reasonable came up, I have to use it diligently, and not let it slide. I hated looking at her face. All I could think of was when I had the chance to reap her out of her mother’s stomach. Even now, I want to do it. I took my eyes to my hand. I envisioned her blood all over it when I finally kill her. It would be a wonderful sight to see. I could hear her begging for mercy, but she would not get any of it. I knew I could not kill her. In fact, after what I have planned for her, the task of killing her will no longer be in my hands. It will be a win-win situation for me.

I pushed the thought of killing her to the side, as that was not my position at the moment. If I killed her, it would be of no use to me, and I cannot let that happen after all I went through to bring her here and keep her in this place. I took a sip of my wine.

“Have you sent the new messages?” I asked Finn, and he nodded.

“Yes, I have sent them. We should be expecting a reply soon,” he replied, and I scoffed.

So far, that rogue has refused to reply to any of my messages. I wonder what could possibly be the problem. Rogues were always proud even though they had nothing. If I didn’t have use for them, how would I rather eliminate, and then slave them, but that is something I would think about in the later years. I needed a way to make him reply. I have offered most of what I think would entice him, and then the idea came. I got up and walked to the window, gazing blankly. I tilted my head to the side and then said, “Send another proposal.” I paused. “Half of the pack.”