Chapter 27

Chapter 27:

After the necessary documents were drafted and delivered to me, I headed to the Pack house, knowing they’d be having breakfast. It was the perfect time and opportunity to make a statement.

As soon as I entered, the room fell silent. All eyes were on me, and I could smell their fear. Good.

Jason’s grating voice welcomed me first, reminding me that I wasn’t welcome for breakfast. If I didn’t have something to shatter his ego, I would have dealt with him right then and there. Jasmine’s eyes followed me, full of guilt.

“You know you weren’t invited to breakfast. What the fuck are you doing here, Ryder?” Jason asked, his voice steely and filled with hostility. The table knife in his hand was held low but angled toward me.

“How classic,” Ace scoffed.

My eyes narrowed at the knife, a scoffing expression on my face. Tilting my chin slightly, I looked toward Luna Anna, a fellow conspirator. She looked like she could piss herself. Not so bold now, I thought.

“Actually,” I cocked my head proudly at Jason, a small smile tugging at the corners of my lips, “she begged me to always join you for breakfast p>

For a moment, Luna’s face paled, and she looked away. But then a spark appeared in her eyes, just as quickly.

“That’s not why you’re here,” Luna said firmly, surprising all of us. Her bright eyes were fixed on me.

“You’re right,” I shrugged. “That’s not what I came for. You see, I have much more important things to attend to.” I could feel several pairs of curious eyes following my movements as I stretched my hand forward, holding a long brown envelope between my fingers. Opening the file, I pulled out a piece of paper—several white sheets clamped together. The contract. This was going to put them in their place.

Jasmine let out a loud gasp. I could hear Ace chuckle. We’re just getting started, little vixen, I thought to myself.

The room fell silent, the only sound being the ticking of the grandfather clock in the hallway. I could feel her eyes on me, watching me a little too closely for my comfort.

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“Sign it,” I said in a low growl. It wasn’t an offer; it was more of a command.

Without moving an inch, the Alpha eyed the paper skeptically before shooting me a defiant look.

“Very well p>

“I’ll save you the stress of reading it,” I yawned, already bored. My gaze moved to Jasmine’s face, where fear was clearly visible in her eyes. “I’ve been tasked with handling a situation. One that requires your daughter’s presence. It’s a peace treaty. You give me your daughter, and you get peace,” I said coolly, but with a firm tone.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” the Alpha countered, his voice firm. His opposition didn’t surprise me. It was normal for him to resist at first.

“It’s not up for discussion,” I said. “She’s coming with me,” I stated firmly.

Jason’s face twisted into a deep frown, his eyes bloodshot with anger and blazing with defiance. “You can’t just demand that we hand over my sister!” he growled, slamming his fist against the table. The sound echoed in the room, and his voice was low and challenging.

The nerve of Jason. So many words when he knew there was absolutely nothing he could do to stop me from taking her.

“For someone with insignificant strength, you sure have a lot of nerve,” I spat. “You should be grateful I didn’t do something rash to you. Did you think I’m a fool? That you could play games with me right under my nose? I wasn’t crowned Lycan King for nothing. You don’t know your place, and for that, I swear on my life, you’ll feel my wrath!” My voice thundered, filling the room as I glared at Jason.

“Please,” Luna pleaded, her voice trembling with emotion. But I ignored her. She was no better than her vile son.

“You have no—” the Alpha started, his face contorted in anger, but before he could finish, I lunged at him. My hands flew through the air, grabbing him by the collar. He’d tested my patience enough.