Filed to story: Divorce Tears From The Alpha (Ella & Holden)
‘No he can’t.’ Holden agreed, the chase was on. Jeremy used the training ground obstacles to help delay his capture, but it was still all of only a few minutes before he was crash tackled to the ground and pinned down. Holden flipped his Beta over, who’d stopped fighting him, now he was captured, and reached into that pocket for the invite. Jeremy however, was still laughing hysterically almost. His amusement was even more so now than before.
Holden came up empty handed. Pat his Beta down and checked all of his pockets. There was no envelope he’d palmed it off to someone. “you bastard.” Holden got up, thinking about who he’d past. Bloody Braidy had been laughing outside the front of the pack-house. He put a boot into Jeremy’s ribs just hard enough to make him say ouch “you’ll keep.” he muttered.
‘Oh Braidy, where are you?’ he asked through a mink-link, his voice full soft and deadly.
‘I don’t know boss! Never been in this part of the pack before.’ clear amusement flowed down the link towards him, then Braidy severed the link.
Right the boys wanted to play, it seemed ‘Rip, go get him.’ Holden smiled to himself, no one in this pack could hide from his wolf. It was a hunt, so it seemed. Rip was on it fast. He loved a good hunt, straight back to the pack-house, to pick up the scent of the last place they’d seen him. Rip knew the scent of his Delta, and tracked him, moving quickly through the pack-house and out through the dining room, out the back door and off into the woods heading north. The mission hunt and capture.
It took seven minutes till his Delta was pinned down on the ground beneath him by the north lake. He was laughing so hard he could barely lay still.
Holden again came up empty handed, nothing in Braidy’s pockets either. “Where is it?”
“I have no idea what you are talking about.” he laughed, claiming no knowledge of what he was being hunted for.
” Who’d you give it to?”
“give what to boss? Jeremy just mink-linked me to run and play along…you know me, I can’t resist boss.”
Holden grit his teeth, clearly Jeremy’s game was still afoot. ‘Oh Jeremy.’ he shot down the link to his Beta.
‘Yes Holden.’ he answered all proper like, Beta respect showing.
‘ Where is it?’
‘ What would you be referring to now?’ he feigned innocence.
‘ You know what!’
‘You sleep walking again boss, having weird dreams again maybe?’ the amusement in his voice. He was unable to disguise. The game he had set up was clearly not close to being over yet. Bloody boys had nothing to do, it seemed, well they would have when he was done with them.
As he walked back towards the pack-house he could only think of one way to end this quickly. ‘ Oh Jeremy…’ Braidy was trailing him, still amused. It wouldn’t be for long, punishment would be dealt out.
‘yes boss’
‘That pretty red head you like…tell her I want a dinner date with her.’ his voice had dropped to a soft husky note, so his Beta fully understood his intentions ‘7pm suits me’
‘ You wouldn’t?’
‘Oh wouldn’t I?’ Holden was the one smiling now, he was un-mated and enjoyed the company of a she-wolf. Jeremy’s latest fling was quite pretty, and he would know, no she-wolf turned down the chance to climb into the Alpha’s bed.
‘ You’re no fun.’ Jeremy huffed down the link ‘its in your office boss.’
‘it had better be, or your red head will be in my bed tonight.’ game over.
Even Rip liked the way he had ended it.
He walked into his office to find Kevin his Gamma sitting on the comfortable couch, smiling up at him and in his hand was the invite. Jeremy was leaning on the side of his desk, still smiling at the game he had set up.
Holden held out his hand “how’d you get that?”
“Jeremy gave it to me as he came out of your office.” he shrugged, but was smiling just as much as the other two were, ” link me to wait in the office with it once you came after him.”
He took the envelope which contained the invite and stared at Jeremy.
“What boss, what you were looking for was right in your office the whole time.”
Holden glowered at him, sneaky bastard, turned the envelope over, to try and figure out how he knew where it had come from without opening it. There were no pack markings on it to indicate the sending pack.
“How’d you know where it came from?”
“I asked the courier who delivered it.”
“What? It was hand delivered.” That was odd.
“Yep and had to be signed for by a ranked member of the pack, so I went, I was down that way.” he shrugged.
New Book: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel
Dayson was the alpha of the largest pack in North America. Powerful figures from other packs sought to offer gorgeous girls as potential mates for Dayson. He steadfastly rejected these advances, he was not a pawn to be manipulated. But eventually there came a mysterious girl he could hardly say No. Who was she?