Semua Bab Alpha's Dirty Secrets: Bab 921 - Bab 930

She nodded. She didn't understand yet she wanted to remain sympathetic."I'm playing catch up in an incredibly lethal chess match," I continued. "My advantage is I'm not fuck-nuts crazy like the rest of you people. I don't mean to insult you. I simply want to make it clear how I feel. All the societies are spiritually malformed blights on reality; evil, twisted and predatory.""But you like us," she observed."I'm going to Hell," I risked much by brushing her nose with my finger from brow to the edge of the veil. "I might as well enjoy the journey." Since I returned with all the fingers I started out with, I could tell she appreciated my caress.Our other guests were getting restless, so I had to end our interaction there. A lone man approached. He looked to be a Turkish/Mongolian mixture and he was uncomfortable with the way the situation had developed. I doubt I had offended him. It was much more the scope of this informal meeting had gone way above his pay grade.As he was from the

"What did you do wrong?" Marsha inquired."Buffy?" I passed the buck."Three possible choices: Cáel elevates every sexual encounter he is in to unforeseen levels making him indispensable to any happy home.I have a feud with the head of Havenstone HQ's SD - Elsa, and Cael chose me over her.And thirdly, he physically molested Elsa to orgasm," Buffy finished."Ugh..." I sighed. "Wasn't sure you knew about the last one.""I own you," Buffy scolded me. "Get used to it."The psycho-bitches all chuckled. I was back as undisputed Head of House Ishara - because a bitch owned me. Yay democracy. I could give a futile stab at trying to convince Odette not to spill every detail of my sex life to Buffy. That would be unfair. Buffy scared me and I had an actual chance of not dying at her hands. Odette would be pâté.Making my way back to Aunt Stella was a relief. She was back to being a Nyilas; stoic, thoughtful and level-headed."Cáel, what is going on here?" she took me by the forearm while bein

(No actual sex scenes - I apologize)*****(Thursday Night)It was well past the descent of Night's veil when the Havenstone jet landed outside of New York City. Naomi and team gathered us up and led us to the main building downtown. An unlooked for conflict developed. Naomi's team was there to present me to Hayden. Rachel's team was still focused on securing my wellbeing and they didn't like the attitude Naomi's squad was giving off.With Buffy (Helena was in a different car), there was no concealing Rachel's hostility toward the latest group of SD ladies. The new group was treating me like a 'package', not a Head of House, and that infuriated my First too. All of that ill-will simmered as we made our way to Havenstone. The situation was compounded by the elevator ride.Naomi, her team, Buffy, Rachel and I went into the first elevator. By the time we made it to the top few floors, it was clear that the rest were not immediately following along. The situation ratcheted up to nasty whe

"Good morning, Cáel Ishara," the security team (not Security Detail) leader greeted me. That was part 'thanks for letting my sister 'Runners' into a house' and 'maybe pick me next time.'"Good morning, Wilma Draper," I nodded back. I went to the counter and leaned in. I needed to fortify my supportive base and I knew how to do it."You do realize I don't choose who joins House Ishara, don't you?" I addressed her softly yet loud enough for the two closest security women to hear."You do not?" the woman appeared perplexed."No," I shook my head in the negative.At that moment she wondered if this was a trick of the Council. Good girl."The senior Amazons of House Ishara chose the next candidates. I make the ritual appeal to Ishara, of course. Selection remains in the hands of former 'Runners' who nominate the 'Runners' who have proven themselves.I was inspired to initiate Buffy and Helena because I had enough faith in them to believe they knew Havenstone and what House Ishara needed. T

That still equated to a long period of pack-ratting. I'd put a minion on it right away! I'd pray that they didn't have plans for the weekend - later."It arrived this morning and you are only giving it to me now?" I grumbled. "That message was meant for me, not for any of the rest of you. Where is the rest of it? Oh, and you're on the list.""It was consumed in its examination," Troika blatantly lied."You have a visual copy," Pamela sounded bored. "Give it to him.""I do not carry such things around on a handheld device," Troika parried."Ah...that's theft," Pamela gave a slender grin. "Just so we are clear.""If Cáel Ishara wished to put forth such an accusation to Hayden, I will be prepared to defend my actions," Troika gave a hostile glare right back."That won't be necessary," I snorted. "I'm good. Pamela, I'm out for the weekend. Have fun." I turned and walked away."Count the days, Troika," Pamela menaced."I'm not afraid," she countered."I don't care, but in 21 days, Cáel's b