Healing the Ruthless Alpha novel Chapter 5

CAHIR

“Are you done fucking?” I crossed my arms, leaning against the doorframe.

“Holy hell –“ My Beta sprang away from the little blonde writhing underneath him. “Can’t you knock?” He pulled up his pants in a hurry and his latest fling held her dress against her front.

“My bad. You sounded like you were done.” I walked into the office and took a seat. “We have business to discuss.”

“This business could not wait for me to finish?” Aristo hissed, flinging the girl’s underwear at her.

“No.” The girl still cowered to my right so I turned to face her. “How old are you?” She had a soft and round face, fair skin, and barely legal stamped all over her.

“I am – twenty – twenty years old, Alpha.” Her hands holding her dress shivered as she answered me with her head downcast and blond hair falling to cover her face.

“Hey, didn’t you tell me you were twenty-two?” Aristo asked in a high tone.

Aristo would be the perfect Beta if he did not think through his cock half the time. He chased skirt at every opportunity and I liked to remind him women would be his downfall. If I castrated him –

“Try again,” I growled at the quivering girl. A bit of pressure on her windpipes and she would have a good reason to quiver.

“It is – I am telling you the truth. I am twenty,” the girl answered, her knuckles white against the dress she held to her front.

“So why did you lie to me?” My Beta demanded, stepping closer to the girl and forcing her chin up.

“You are lying.” I crossed my legs. “Let me ask one more time. How old are you?”

“E – Eighteen. I turned eighteen yesterday!” She cried in a sudden loud voice. “I am sorry – I am sorry. Please –“ She fell on her knees, hunched over with her forehead on the ground.

“You – You – “ Aristo spluttered, his mouth falling open.

“Leave us,” I commanded.

“Yes, Alpha!” She flew up and ran out of the office as fast as her short legs could carry her.

“Bitches these days!” Aristo grumbled, falling into a seat with his forearm blocking his eyes. “She pursued me for weeks knowing she was a child.” His lips pursed. He muttered different curses underneath his breath for a full minute after that.

After over a decade, I had come to accept Aristo even with his flaws but I lived daily with the knowledge I may have to get a new Beta as the one I had currently would be finished in a couple of years time. He was loyal, reliable, and a machine on the battlefield, but he could never turn away when he saw tits or a nice ass.

“Have you thought about cutting off your dick?” I asked him. The bastard jerked, cupping his jewels with both his palms. “You will be less trouble if you did not have a bigger cock than a brain.”

“You think I have a big cock?” His grin fell when I glared at him. “With all the work you give me, the least you can do is allow me to enjoy the warmth of a tight, wet pussy.”

“Don’t be crude.” My nostrils wrinkled.

“Don’t be stuck up, Cahir!” He barked. “When last did you get laid? A week ago? A month ago? You are sending people scampering away because of the waves of frustration always pouring off you.”

“If I slash your throat right here, all my frustration will be gone,” I pressed my fingers together. “I did not give you this office to fuck eighteen-year-olds in. You are supposed to be working here.”

“Killing may be fun but you know it can never be as interesting as a woman’s body. There are so many ways to screw a woman’s brains out but killing is –“

“There are a thousand ways to end a man. You are the one who is too stupid to learn more than one.”

“Whatever. At least I fuck better than you.” He rolled his eyes. “What did you want anyway?”

Aristo’s love for women and their bodies sidetracked me from my business in his office but then I remembered why I came here in the first place. I gnashed my teeth as I recollected the letter that just arrived at my desk, fantasizing about slamming my beta’s head against a jagged rock.

“Why did I receive a letter thanking me for agreeing to attend some Alpha’s hand-off?” I demanded, cracking my stiff knuckles.

“That Alpha is Alpha Warren of Silver Moon pack. He will be handing over the pack to his son in a few days and we will be attending.” He pumped a fist into the air with a stupid grin and cheered.

“No, I will not be attending. What is the meaning of this nonsense?” My voice lowered almost becoming inaudible. “As my Beta, you are supposed to handle this business.”

“Yes, but you have been an Alpha for over five years yet you refuse to attend any meeting outside the pack. It is not good for your image and as your Beta, making sure you have a good image is my priority.” The bastard replied in a flippant tone.