Chapter 6

Diego:

A heavy feeling filled my chest as I walked toward the pack where my mate was supposed to be.

I watched as the Alpha and his pack members trained, and though I knew that she was here, her scent filled my nostrils; she was nowhere to be seen. 

Alpha Stefano raised an eyebrow at my scent, and turning to face me, he nodded at his beta before he walked toward me. I wasn’t keen about being here, but I knew that if I was going to be getting the crest, then I was going to have to play this game in a smart way.

“I have to admit, I am surprised to find you here,” he said, looking me in the eye. Nevertheless, he extended a hand for me to shake, one that I looked at for a second before extending mine in return.

“Your omega’s father stole something from us, and I came to claim it back.” I said, and he raised an amused eyebrow. He waited for a second too long before bursting out in laughter, one that annoyed me more than anything, especially since I knew that the man was mocking me.

“You can ask him for it if you want, however, I doubt that he would be able to answer.” He said, and I frowned in confusion. His eyes were filled with an amusement that I didn’t like, but I knew that if he was this pleased with something then it couldn’t be good. 

“I am not here to play around with your foolish games…”

“Oh, do not worry,” he said, stopping me. “I really am not playing a game.”

He pointed at the arena behind him, and it was only now that I noticed that hanging above them was the head of the man that died in front of us. I frowned before my eyes met his as I glared, and he smiled. “Get out of my pack, whatever it is that you think he stole, we do not have. We burned everything that belonged to him, well, that is, of course, aside from his daughter. She remains alive.”

I had to fight back the low growl that almost rumbled through my chest as I heard his words. The man couldn’t have destroyed the crest, and if he did, then we were going to have more trouble than we could be dealing with, and that was something that I knew my father wouldn’t drop as a topic.

“Where is she?” I asked, and he raised an amused eyebrow.

“You expect me to tell you where my slave is?” He asked, and I frowned. “She is where I want her to be, and it does not concern you or anyone in the world what I am to do with her. Now, get the hell out of my pack before I am forced to take your head under the excuse of trespassing, and you know, our elders let that slide with proof of what we say.”

I took a deep breath before nodding. I knew that Giovanni was waiting for me in the car in case he felt like something was going to go wrong, and judging by the fact that I knew that the fucker wasn’t going to allow me to see her in a smooth way, I was going to have to find a way to it myself. However, him destroying all Bartolomeo’s things as well as hanging him was something that I did not put in mind. 

I turned to leave and he chuckled.

“Good boy,” he said, making my eyes harden. “Follow the rules of those who are of higher rank. Then maybe, just maybe, you will be able to get to the rank of an Alpha one day. But you know, after being the cause of your brother’s death, I believe that the one reason why your father hasn’t killed you yet is because he is yet to have an heir.”

I growled and turned to face him. I wrapped my hand around his neck, squeezing it for a second before letting him go. His eyes were filled with amusement, knowing that he was getting his way and what he wanted. Little did he know that he was playing with a fire that he wasn’t going to be able to kill down. And I was going to be sure that he understood that I was not the man for him to mess with.

“Is that the most that you can do?” He asked, raising an amused eyebrow at me. “Come on, Diego, I did think, for one small second, that you were a lot tougher. But it seems to me that it is mere rumors, isn’t it?”

The strongest of wars are those that are well thought and planned for. Do not fight without ration, son…

My mother’s words played in my head, and I took a deep breath before turning to leave.

“You are no fun, Mr. Medici.” He said, and I clenched my fist. “However, I will warn you now, considering that you are here.”

I stopped and looked at him over my shoulder, waiting to hear what the fucker was going to let out. I knew that it was going to be some nonsense, but I also knew that I was going to be sure that he regretted even thinking of looking at me let alone speaking to me. 

“The next time you think, just a wild thought, of coming here without being invited…” he said, expecting me to turn around. I didn’t, I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction to think that he could taunt me. “Your head will be hung alongside the traitor.”

“Or maybe I will hang yours,” I said, my voice calm as I looked at him. He sucked in a harsh breath, this being the last thing that he expected as an answer, and I knew not to give him the chance to have the last word. He did not deserve such satisfaction. “Ciao, Alpha…”