Chapter 83-A New Point Of View

Somewhere nearby…
I’m flung across the room as my connection to the Alpha is broken.
“Master! Are you okay?” Alyria asks, running over and taking my arm.
I look down at her bony hand on my arm, then at her. I glare at her and slap her hard across the face.
“HOW DARE YOU TOUCH ME!” I bellow at her.
“I’m sorry, Master.” She whimpers, holding her cheek.
“GET ME THE WITCH! NOW!” I yell at her, and she gets up from the ground and scurries from the room.
“What happened, Master?” Wren asks from the corner of the room.
“Her wolf broke the connection,” I explain angrily, standing and brushing off my clothes.
“How? I thought the witch said she’d be locked away in the Alpha’s mind?”
“I don’t know!” I yell at him, and he shrinks back in fear.
“You called for me, Sir?” the witch, Elizabeth asks as she enters my office.
I stalk toward her angrily. “You told me the wolf would be locked away in the Alpha’s mind. So would you care to explain to me how the wolf was able to break my connection to the Alpha?”
“She shouldn’t have been able to break the connection, Sir. Something must have weakened the Alpha,” she explains.
“Give me another potion,” I order her. “I need to re-establish the connection.”
“It will take time for me to make it again, Sir. You used the last of it on the Alpha. And besides, you need to rest your mind before attempting it again.”
“I DON’T NEED REST!” I yell, standing over her menacingly. “I HAD HER! SHE WAS DOING MY BIDDING! I NEED TO FINISH MY WORK!”
“I don’t have another potion available, Sir. The ingredients are hard to come by. I will have another one available when my coven returns.”
I feel my face redden in anger. “And when will they return?” I ask through gritted teeth.
“It should only be a few days, Sir. As soon as they return, I will start the new potion,” she says with a nod, then turning and leaving the room.
I lift the chair nearby and throw it across the room, and it shatters and splinters against the wall.
“You must be patient, Master. Your plan has been going perfectly,” Wren says, as he begins to sweep up the broken chair.
“I’ve been patient. I’ve waited a thousand years for my time to rule. I’m not going to let some she-wolf stand in my way.”
“Sir, the scouts are ready to leave for their mission,” Louis says from the doorway of my office.
“Send them,” I order him.
“They should arrive by morning. I will let you know what they find,” Louis says and leaves.
I sit at my desk, rubbing my face in frustration. “I had her right where I wanted her. Without her mate, she is weakened, and I almost had her kill him herself before it went black the first time.”
“Maybe they sedated her, Sir. It could explain why your vision went dark, but didn’t lose the connection.” Wren says, sitting across from me.
“It’s the only explanation that makes sense. At least I had hours to whisper to her while she was out. It’s the wolf breaking the connection that worries me,” I sigh. “That’s never happened with the others.”
“Do you still have your connection with them?”
“It grows stronger every time I connect with them. I don’t even need the potion for them anymore.”
“It’s a shame we lost Teresa. She would have done great work after the years you had to break her down.”
“She was my masterpiece. All that hard work was just blown away. Did you find out why she was still down there?” I ask.
“No one seems to know why she wasn’t moved when the scouts reported that the Alpha’s pack was on our lands,” Wren says.
“I want answers, Wren. I want whoever was responsible for this fuck up taken care of,” I order him angrily.
“Of course, Master.”
“When you’re done, I want you to return to the others. They’re not going to torture themselves.”
“As you wish, Master,” Wren says, standing then bowing and leaving my office.
I look over some paperwork on my desk. “I know you’re there. You can come out now.” I say to the figure in the dark corner of my office.
“I see the wolfsbane is working. No one besides you even noticed me here,” the figure says as he steps out from the shadows.
“They’re unobservant mongrels. You can’t expect much from them, Doctor Shields,” I say, still looking over the papers in front of me, not glancing up at him. “I assume you’re here to give me your weekly report?”
“Yes, Sir. The new arrivals were delivered today. But there’s something you should know…” He says hesitating.
I finally look up at him with a glare and wait for him to continue.
“Well, Sir… One of them is an Elder…” He says nervously.
I sit back in my chair, crossing my arms across my chest. “Is this Elder one of the chosen?” I ask.
“It doesn’t appear so, Sir.”
“Then what is he doing here?” I ask angrily. “He could blow my entire operation.”
“The Alpha of the Blue-Stone pack didn’t know what to do with him, so he sent him to his cousin at the camp.”
“That fucking moron,” I mutter angrily. “What was the Elder doing at his pack?”
“He was there on orders from the council after a complaint of mistreatment was lodged with them.”
“And that idiot thought it would be a good idea to get rid of the Elder?” I ask.
“It would seem that way, Sir.”
“Remind me to kill that fucker the next time I see him,” I retort.
“What do you want me to do with the Elder, Sir?”
“Put him with the others for now. The council is going to be all over one of their own going missing. I need to think about this.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Make sure he gets the same treatment as the others, Doctor Shields. We may as well see what he knows whilst he’s here.” I order him, going back to my papers.
Doctor Shields leaves the room, and I’m left to my own thoughts. I stand and walk over to the side table near my desk and pour a glass of bourbon. I drink it in one gulp and pour another. I was so close to one of the biggest parts of my plans coming together today. I’m going to kill that whole pack slowly when I get my chance. I’m not going to be stopped.
Not again.