Mated To Alpha Kessler

Tristan’s POV

“What do you mean you haven’t found my niece?” Jack growled in my face as he cleared off everything on my desk.

“I gave you my niece, and now you stand here telling me that you cannot find her? Do I entrust my niece into your hands for you not to know where she is?” His voice boomed, filling the entire room.

I just stood there quietly, staring at him. I had grown accustomed to him coming to lash out at me since his niece fled.

Jack’s anger was obvious, radiating frustration and fear. I knew he wasn’t just angry with me; he was terrified for his niece’s safety.

The shock of her escape hit me like a physical blow. “But the way she jumped out the window…” I started, my voice trailing off as the horrifying reality sank in. “And the guards…”

Jack’s grip on my neck tightened, his eyes ablaze with fury and despair. “She decides to run away,” he hissed, each word dripping with venom. “You have lost her and don’t even know where the hell she is.”

I struggled to breathe under his grasp. and told him. “I would find her, no matter the cost.”

“My niece has been in my care for years,” Jack’s voice boomed in anger. “And how many months has she been with you? And now you stand to tell me you will find her no matter the cost?”All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Gasping for air, I pushed against Jack’s grip. “I swear, Jack, I’ll do whatever it takes to track her down,” I managed to choke out, my voice strained.

Jack’s eyes bore into mine, searching for any hint of deception. Slowly, he released his hold on my neck. “You better,” he warned, his voice low and menacing. “Because if anything happens to her…”

I put my hand around the bruise and took a slow, deep breath, trying to control myself so I wouldn’t murder the man standing right in front of me. I needed him alive, and I knew the right time for him to die.

He yelled again, his frustration echoing through the room. “God knows where she is by now; it has been months, and we still haven’t heard anything about her.”

“My men have tried everything to find her, but there is no trace of her anywhere,” I explained. “The security camera shows how she jumped out of the window, and my men pursued her, but none of them survived.”

He looked at me emotionlessly, his expression unreadable. “Find my niece,” he commanded. “And I hope you have not forgotten about our agenda.”

“No,” I replied quietly, meeting his gaze. “I have not forgotten.”

“As far as I know, she has no one or any friends, and the fact that she did not leave a trace, not even go to the market to get something to eat, or anything at all,” he growled in my face.

I felt my anger rising, fueled by his confrontational stance. Why are you doing things in my face? I growled back in defiance, refusing to back down. But deep down, a nagging feeling told me there was more to this situation than met the eye.

“Jack is cunning and manipulative, and who knows if he knew where Lyra was,” I muttered to myself with suspicion. “But I swear to the moon goddess, if I find out he was involved in her disappearance, I will kill him immediately.”

The thought of Jack’s possible involvement fills me with anger. Lyra’s safety was paramount, and if Jack had harmed her for his gain, there would be no mercy.

All I needed to do was marry his niece to secure my position as Alpha, as well as bear pups. She came in handy because of her bloodline and the other goal we were pursuing. She wasn’t just a pawn in our power struggle; she held the key to our ambitions and the future of our pack.

But I have noticed that no matter how I fuck her and pour my liquid into her, she never gets pregnant, I thought.

Now, I have to stand in front of someone I would rather kill and feed to the dogs. But I knew I had no choice but to face him, to confront the truth head-on and find a way.

“I will find her,” I told him, my voice firm. I knew I needed to end this conversation with him so he could get the hell out of my face; arguing with him any longer would do more harm than good.

“You better fucking do it,” he said, his tone dripping with menace, “because if you don’t, I am going to make you fucking regret the day you were born.” He took a step back, locked eyes with me, stormed out of my office, and slammed the door shut.

I was angry about everything that was going on. I had pent-up anger that I needed to let out, so I looked at the wall, clenched my fist, and hit it several times until my hand started bleeding. I didn’t give a fuck.

Orion, my beta, walked in. He looked at me, shaking his head. He came closer to me, resting one of his hands on my shoulder. He mind-linked me and asked what I should do with Jack.

“For the time being, let him be,” I said through clenched teeth, the weight of my anger palpable in the air. “Lyra has ruined most of our plans, and I can’t get her out of my head. And when I finally find her, I wonder who will save her from the torture I am about to subject her to.”

“And to know that she tried to poison me, I’ll make her suffer and beg for her life,” I told my beta, my voice dripping with venom.

“I’m wondering what hole she’s in right now that makes it impossible to find her,” I continued. “I’ve scoured every club, every hooker house, every woman’s house, and still haven’t found her.”

Turning away, I clenched my fists, Lyra’s betrayal would not go unpunished, and I would stop at nothing to make her pay for the havoc she had wrought.

“I do not care what it takes. Find her and bring her to me, and if you find her with another man, bring him to me so I can cut off his dick.” I told my beta

The thought of her seeing another man made me sick. For some strange reason, I find myself desperately craving her. She consumes a large portion of my thoughts, which scares me; thinking about her made my dick twitch in my trousers.

“I could take her anywhere and at any time I wanted and felt like it, I always asserted control, and she dared not refuse to give in to my desires.”

“Chloe had tried many times to get me back on track, but she had not been successful. I could sense some joy in her as Lyra was no longer in the picture, but since her disappearance, we had drifted apart.”

She walked in a sultry way. “Hello, Alpha,” she said.

“Chloe, what are you doing here?” I inquired, which was a cue for Orion to leave my office.

I sat in my chair, and she moved closer, resting her hands on my shoulders and massaging them. She handled it well, and I relaxed as the wound in my hand healed.

My thoughts were scattered, but when a phone call came in, I answered it without hesitation; it could be the one call I had been waiting for regarding Lyra.

“Hello,” I said over the phone.

“Hello,” came the response from the other end, a female voice.

“Yeah, can I help you?” I asked.

“I have what you are looking for,” she said.

I stood up abruptly, my heart racing.