All Chapters of Fated to the Black Sheep Alpha: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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chapter 21 - Xavier's POV

“Count your last coins, old man,” I growled, my voice cutting through the quiet alley before I smashed my weight against the entrance. The heavy wooden back door flew inward, slamming against the plaster wall with a loud bang. I stepped straight into the small back room of the cafe, bringing the cold wind and the smell of the wet streets inside with me. I did not waste time. I locked my eyes onto the fat man sitting behind the small wooden desk. The room was dark, smelling heavily of old grease, burnt coffee, and sour bleach. Marcus was wearing a dirty white apron covered in old stains, his thick fingers moving slowly as he counted stacks of green cash. I crossed the floor in one large stride, the old wood groaning loudly under my boots. Before he could even lift his head to see my face, I reached across the desk and grabbed him tightly by his throat, lifting his entire body completely out of his chair. “You ran this shop,” I told him, my fingers squeezing hard against his skin as

Chapter 22 — Xavier’s Point of View

“Move away from the panel, Marcus, you can't run anymore, your leg is broken,” I said, my voice low and dark as it echoed down the long concrete hallway.The sound of my own words vibrated against the cold stone walls, sounding like thunder in the tight underground space. I took a slow step forward, my heavy leather boots crunching loudly on the pieces of broken glass that covered the floor. The air down here beneath the old abandoned city bank was freezing cold, thick with the heavy scent of old paper, wet stone, and massive piles of gold. I kept my eyes locked on the ground, tracking the fresh trail of dark red blood that leaked from the guard. Every drop was bright and warm against the dust. At the very end of the dark hallway, a massive steel vault door stood tall and unyielding. A giant gold wolf crest was carved deeply into the heavy metal, its polished edges shining faintly in the dim light. Marcus was leaning his entire weight against the steel door, his chest panting hard as

Chapter 23 — Xavier's POV

“She wasn't a stray hiding from a bad mate?” I murmured, my voice dropping to a low whisper as the truth settled deep into my bones. “She was a hunted child hiding from an executioner.”Marcus looked up at me, his golden eyes flashing with sudden, pure hatred through his intense physical pain. He gritted his teeth, leaning forward against his broken leg.“And now you found her,” Marcus spat, his voice rising as he glared at me. “You dragged her into your pack drama, you let your stupid brother Torin parade her around like a piece of meat, the hunters are going to smell her now, Xavier, you didn't save her, you just opened the hunting season again.”I dropped the baby blanket onto the stone pillar, my mind spinning with anger, guilt, and fear for her safety. I turned away from Marcus, unable to look at his bloody face any longer. I walked over to a large wooden shelf nearby, my hands searching through the old documents until I grabbed a heavy, gold bound ledger from the top shelf. It w

Chapter 24 — Twyla's POV

“Look at you, just look at you, Torin, you look like a miserable rogue sleeping in a gutter, get up off that bed!” I shouted, my voice cutting through the thick air of the bedroom.I stood right by the entrance, my hand gripping the edge of my silk robe to keep it away from the filth. The bedroom was a total mess, completely ruined by his childish anger. Sharp pieces of glass from broken liquor bottles were scattered all across the dark hardwood floor, reflecting the dim lamplight. A heavy oak chair lay smashed into splinters against the far wall, showing just how violent his temper tantrum had been. I breathed in through my nose, and my stomach instantly turned with deep disgust. The entire room smelled like cheap vodka, and the sour, rotting scent of a rejected Alpha wolf. It was a pathetic smell, the smell of a male who had lost his mate and his dignity all at once.Torin did not even look up at me when I spoke. He was sitting heavily on the edge of his unmade bed, his shoulders sl

Chapter 25 — Twyla's POV

I hit the call button without hesitation. I pressed the cold phone against my ear, walking quickly into my own private dressing room, shut the door behind me and turned the lock, hearing the small metal click that meant I was completely alone.“Well, well, well, look who is calling, the future Luna of the Wright pack,” Marcy’s low, gossipy voice came through the speaker.I could hear the loud, wet sound of her chewing gum in the background, which only made my irritation grow.“To what do I owe the honor, Twyla, are you finally giving me the exclusive details for the gala dress?” Marcy asked.“Shut up and listen to me, Marcy, I don't care about the dress right now,” I whispered fiercely, leaning my back against the locked door. “I have a major story for you, a massive drop of pure dirt.”The sound of chewing gum stopped instantly on the other end of the line. I could hear Marcy shifting in her chair, suddenly completely alert.“Oh, dirt? I love dirt,” Marcy said, her voice turning shar

Chapter 26 — Twyla’s Point of View

“Let’s see the Winslows take you in now, you filthy girl, you are ruined.” I whispered viciously to the glass screen. I tapped my thumb against the screen, refreshing the page one more time. Within sixty seconds, the comment section beneath the blog post started exploding with hundreds of angry responses from pack members all over the territory. “Look at that trash,” I read the comments aloud, my voice full of dark pleasure as I scrolled down the page. “I always knew she smelled sour, Torin should have fed her to the rogues years ago, she tried to mark an Alpha heir, cut her hands off.” I let out a loud, high pitched laugh that echoed against the small walls of the dressing room. I clutched the hard phone tightly against my chest, my inner wolf purring with a sick, twisted joy as the internet firestorm grew larger by the second. “You are nothing, Raine, you are just mud under my boots, and I am going to make sure you stay there forever,” I told myself, my eyes turning back t

Chapter 27 — Xavier's POV

I sat perfectly still in the darkest corner of the Broken Fang Tavern, my shoulders hunched forward as I stared down at the empty table. The air inside the roadside bar was incredibly loud, hot, and thick with the disgusting smells of cheap ale, old grease, and wet wolf fur. It was a miserable place where only the low level enforcers, trashy Omegas, and off duty guards came to drink and blow away their mistakes and pick fights with anyone smaller than them. A single bottle of ninety proof moonshine sat directly in front of me on the wood, completely empty. I remained dead silent, keeping my large body hidden in the deep shadows of the booth, but my golden eyes were burning like twin torches in the pitch black space.I heard every single word that echoed across the noisy room. Every dirty insult, every filthy lie that came out of the guards' mouths traveled straight to my ears, making the blood in my veins stiffened.A group of four heavy set Wright pack guards were sitting around a ta

Chapter 28 — Xavier's POV

“Say that again,” I said, my voice was not loud, but a low, terrifying sound that caused the beer mugs on the tables to vibrate.Colt’s face turned completely white, the color draining from his skin in an instant. He dropped his phone onto the sticky wood of the table, his yellow eyes shaking with pure terror as he looked up at his pack's bastard brother.“Xavier, I... we were just reading the blog, we did not mean anything,” Colt stammered, his hands coming up in front of his chest to shield himself.I stopped right at the edge of their table, towering over the four of them like a dark mountain of raw muscle. My golden eyes were completely wild, my pupils dilated to small black dots as the wolf took full control of my body. “I said, say it again, you little piece of garbage. Tell me what she was doing behind the store. Let me hear you say that filthy word one more time,” I growled, my voice vibrating the air in his lungs.Gage tried to push himself up from his chair, his voice tremb

Chapter 29 — Xavier's POV

“How can I be calm when that cheap girl called Twyla is calling you horrible names!” Marcus said, his hands shaking with rage as he lifted his phone. “She is telling the entire northern territory that you slept with the barracks guards for cash, she posted fake texts saying you begged Torin to keep you as a slave! Like, what the hell!”Raine slowly tapped the side of her phone, turning off the bright screen and letting her hand drop loosely down to her side. She turned her head slightly, looking over her shoulder at the guard with a cold stare.“And, why do I care what a low ranking pack female thinks of me?” Raine asked, her voice flat and empty of any pain or hurt.Marcus blinked, his mouth opening and closing as he tried to find the words to respond to her complete indifference.“Why do you care, Princess, your grandfather is the King of the North,” Marcus whispered, his voice cracking with a deep, old loyalty. “Your blood is pure royalty, if the other royal packs see this, they w

Chapter 30 - Marcy Vance POV

“Talk to me, tell me the traffic hit a million clicks already,” I said, leaning forward to press the glowing speaker button on my massive glass desk.The office around me was quiet, illuminated only by the bright glare of the giant monitor mounted on the wall. It was two o'clock in the morning, a time when most normal people in the city were fast asleep, but I had never felt more awake. I held a crystal glass of expensive scotch in my right hand, swirling the amber liquid around and listening to the soft clinking of the ice cubes against the glass. My sleeves were rolled up to my elbows, and my collar was unbuttoned. On the wall screen, the live traffic metrics for our city news website were climbing in a straight line, shifting upward so fast that the digital counter was a blur of white numbers.“Boss, it is completely insane,” my head editor, Fred, shouted through the speakerphone, his voice crackling with pure excitement. “That leak about the maid, Raine, is blowing up the entire s

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