Wolf-less Omega Luna

CHAPTER 83: CLOSURE

Alana’s POV

Axle’s body went rigid with tension and madness. With the way he looked at Alistair on the other side of those gates, it looked like he was going to snap his neck in half the moment he said or did anything off-track.

Alistair on the other hand looked like he knew exactly why he came and it wasn’t for any of the reasons Axel was thinking.

“I came alone. That should count for something, yes? I am not with any of my men or any weapons, so you should know that I am not here to fight. I just want to talk,” he repeated.

“Then talk,” Axel cut him off. “Your clock is counting.”

He ignored Axel’s words and turned to me instead. “Hello, Luna,” his lips tilted into a crooked grin as he acknowledged me. A cold shiver almost shook me, but I had no reason to be scared of him anymore.

He directed his attention back to Axel then he began to speak.

“You should know that I had no bad blood with you until Derek came along.”

“Oh, but you did. Since even before I became an Alpha. That should explain the whole “pointing to my dad and I” when you were asked who sent you to attack a multipack meeting.” Axel interjected.

He continued either way.

“Derek and I came to an… call it an agreement… since he could offer me what I wanted and I could help him get what he wanted.”

“And what was that? Money for you, and his father’s spot for him?”

He smiled and tutted. “Let’s leave that aside.

“Get to your point, Alistair,” Axel’s glare hardened even more.

Alistair sighed. “I am here to call a truce,” he said as he gestured with his hands.

Say what now? Did I hear him wrong?

“Why?” Axel asked. A stony expression on his face. He didn’t look surprised in the least.

“Because now, I have what I want and as I said, I never had bad blood with youto begin with. Derek tried to rob me. Twice. Once, long ago, and sometime right before he attacked you.”

That must explain why Derek and his men didn’t attack us with Alistair and the Marauders by their side.

“But now, he’s out of the picture, I have fulfilled the last of my wishes to satisfaction…”

“And you’ve taken over his resources,” Axel completed for him.

Alistair smiled at Axel’s understanding. “I have what I want, so me and my men are going away. Probably to bother some other pack. Who knows?” He shrugged one of his shoulders.

Standing face to face with Alistair, the scar on his face didn’t look as scary as they used to. His dark and narrow eyes didn’t hold that ominous glint that used to make me cower long ago. Up close, he looked old and rather exhausted.

A thought crossed my mind. Was he finally tired of the games and he had decided to give it up? Was the talk about going away just a guise?

“Why did you feel the need to come here and tell us all this?” I asked.

He turned to me. His tall frame easily towered over me, but I stood tall in defiance. I couldn’t flinch even if I wanted to.

“Just to clear some air. The things Britney told you about your dad were not entirely true. Most of them were fed to her by my men, and some by Derek. He was the one who started the rife in the first place. Not him,” he tipped his chin to Axel.

I looked back and forth between them in confusion. “What men? I don’t think Britney had any…”

And that was when it clicked. The day a marauder was caught and Axel took me with him to the dungeon. Britney was conveniently leaving the dungeon just as we were entering.

It never made sense to me why a Marauder would try to sneak into the pack alone and end up rendering himself speechless by chewing his own tongue out the moment Axel went in to interrogate him.

Now it did.

“Even if you hadn’t come up here to tell us all you just did, what makes you think we would have believed you if we didn’t already know these things?” Axel asked with a straight face.

If not that I had a connection to Axel that made me feel what he felt and I had also spent more than enough time in his company over the last months to know him in and out, I wouldn’t have guessed that Axel was uncomfortable with Alistair’s presence in our pack. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

He kept an unreadable look on his face the entire time, not giving up a damn thing.

“I am many things, but none of those things includes being a liar.” That was all he said.

“I do not care what you are,” Axel said. “If you come back here anytime in the future, you will not live to tell the tale,” Axel simply said.

He nodded as if he got the message. He dipped his chin to the both of us, saluted, and turned his back on the pack gates.

Many thoughts flashed through my mind as to what the real reason was behind Alistair coming to tell us that the beef he had had for our pack for this whole time had just vanished. Something about it left a bitter taste in my mouth.

I didn’t want to think much about it so I let it go. We were done with him anyway, or at least so it seemed.

Axel made sure Alistair was completely out of sight before he ordered for the gates to be closed, and the patrol guards on duty to be doubled, and then he finally led me back to the car that he had insisted we come with.

“Ready to put all of this behind us?” He asked.

“Desperate. Please.”

He dipped his head to me. “What do you say, we go back home, I make you dinner, feed you, take a long long bath with you, and I make love to you till either of us can’t feel our legs anymore?”

“I can work with that. Lead the way and help me forget what a whirlwind of events today has been. I beg you.”

“Gladly,” he held the door open for me to get in. “Your wish has always been my command.”

I couldn’t help but smile a lucky little smile as I felt my heart make an excited leap.