Todos os capítulos de The Alpha's Fated Encounter: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Not wanting to fight, I walked over and sat on the stool across from her.Mom closed her magazine and folded her hands on the table. “I don’t want to sound rude, but something seems to be off about Maddy.”I gritted my teeth but stayed calm. “What do you mean? Off how?”She lifted her hands an inch and flopped them back down. “I’m not totally sure. It seems like she’s struggling with something internally. Not her injuries or things like that, something up here,” she said, and tapped her temple. “She was whispering to herself. She seemed frustrated and exhausted. Finally, she excused herself with that excuse of having a headache.” Mom twisted a ring on her finger, a tic she’d had as long as I’d been alive. It meant she was worried. “Nico.” She glanced around, as though someone might hear. “Have you ever smelled Maddy?”I stiffened at the mention of it. It was something that was so slight, even the other guys hadn’t really noticed it until I pointed it out to them. Mom had always had an

The guy’s eyes narrowed, and his grin became less flirty and meaner. “You got a smart mouth on you. Maybe I need to shove something in it,” he said, grabbing my arm roughly.Rage. When I glanced down and saw his hands on me, that was all I could feel. Rage. Red-hot and boiling. Lava-hot and razor-sharp. I looked up at him and his face changed. The look on my face must have been terrifying. My lips peeled back from my teeth. I visualized grabbing the beer stein on the table, slamming it against the wall until I held a jagged glass handle, then shoving it into his throat. The image of him gagging and stumbling back, blood spurting from his mouth and throat, should have horrified me. Instead, it made me excited.Thankfully, before I could do anything that crazy, a heavy hand slapped down on the guy’s shoulder. Felipe stood behind him. He yanked the guy back, and I was released as the creep stumbled away. Felipe twisted his hand into the dude’s shirt and grabbed his free arm, yanking it u

I nodded. “Yeah, but that was more like a favor. It was a pretty big contract, but the last company that took care of their fleet was going out of business, so the guy asked me to take it over. Not a big deal. Our real money is in custom stuff. Building and repairing custom and one-of-a kind cars. We had a gorgeous Porsche a few weeks ago. That was some basic repair stuff.. We do everything you could imagine, and people pay a ton of money for what we do.”Maddy sipped at her glass of wine. “So, when you say you build cars…”“From the ground up. We have machines that create custom tire rims; we can build motors and transmissions all the way from a plain block of metal into a roaring beast of an engine. I’ve even got a portion of the shop set up for custom paint jobs and stuff like that.”“So, are you making those import-tuner cars? Like back in the old Fast and the Furious movies?”I groaned. “I mean…we’ve done those, yeah. There’s an actor in Hollywood who loves that shit, even though

The rest of the evening passed by pretty uneventfully. No fights, no shifters, nothing that would cause any problems. At least until an hour before closing, when the old guy walked in. I noticed him as soon as he set foot in the door. My place sort of catered to a younger crowd. We rarely got anyone over fifty trying to come in. Part of that was my marketing—I wanted my place to be hip and cool. The other part was I’d only been open a few years, and most of the older clientele already had watering holes they’d been frequenting for decades. Once someone was loyal to a bar, tavern, or pub, they tended to stay there.The guy who’d walked in was in his early to mid-sixties, if I had to guess. I’d never seen him before, but he walked in like he owned the place. He pushed through the doors and walked straight toward the bar. People were generally suspicious and cautious creatures. The typical habit for humans was to get the lay of the land and check out the area before getting comfortable.

Kenneth shook his head. “It’s not that kind of treasure. Legend has it Edemas left behind a vial of his own blood. That he hid it in a vault a few days before the revolt that killed him and his family. It can only be opened by one of his descendants. One drop of that blood could reawaken even the most dormant of genes. It would create a whole new line of werewolves. It can give them a one-way ticket back to power, and the throne.”“Holy shit,” Sebastian muttered.“Do you think the story is real?” Maddy asked.“The vial of blood?” Kenneth shrugged. “The royals think it’s true. That’s all that matters. It’s why you and I are in so much danger. Speaking of, I’ve told you all I know. It’s time for me to go back into the shadows.”“Can’t you stay with us?” Maddy looked hopeful, but I knew it would be a bad idea.Kenneth seemed to know that as well. “Can’t stay in any one place too long. I’ll meet up with you all again. I’ll get you a time and place. We can discuss more at that point.”At a