The Alpha & Beta's Regret
The Alpha & Beta’s Regret – Chapter 92

Victor POV

He got word of a large helicopter landing in the Black Forest Pack and that it had come from the western side of the pack, and was even sent a few pictures of it. It had arrived just on 11am. Victor sighed internally to himself, for there was no report of who was in it. Those photos weren’t clear, and by the time his men had realised it was landing in that pack, it wasn’t a good shot of the cockpit.

But he got the distinct feeling that it was the Eclipsed Moon Pack. Alpha Westley owned Wolf Airlines and it would not surprise him in the least to hear that those two owned a helicopter or two. The size of that chopper also told him it could likely carry an entire unit of warriors as well. He huffed in annoyance.

Knew now that he had not been wrong and those two pricks were affiliated with those Royals. His plans to get to Luci or Addison were becoming more difficult now, by the minute it seemed. Victor looked at where he had his loyal rogues out there sitting around looking for wolves on the move. Heading in the direction of those two pricks.

Sat and thought long and hard on what he should do. He was not about to go rushing in without due diligence this time. He was still ticked off at himself for losing his chance to get Luci. For not doing proper surveillance and wasn’t about to do that again.

All his rogue groups had reported in at 5am and 10am. Their next report was due at 2pm, a call every five hours. Nothing had seemed out of the ordinary, and they still had an hour before those calls were to be made. But if Alpha Westley had arrived at 11am, then logically, so would anyone else they’d asked to come in, or close enough to that time as well.

Victor picked up his phone and dialled his rogue unit out in Washington to see if that pack had released a helicopter that morning. Got an affirmative and at what time even. Which allowed him to know how long it would take for them to get here, as well. Just over 2 hours.

He sent out a text message to all his other rogue units to report. He got the feeling something was off. Those two pricks wouldn’t only bring in one allied pack, no matter how strong it was. They were now protecting their heirs; all the stops would be pulled out. All bar one of his six units reported that all was well. The one out at Noxon, however, did not report back at all. No response. He looked at the map and what packs were out that way. There were quite a few in Montana, but he was curious as to which one his rogues had set upon and, likely now, he realised had all been killed.

It could well have been not just been an Alpha and a Beta, but an Alpha and his entire unit, and not all his rogues were up to dealing with a full unit. That was a challenge for many, and even in numbers, rogues couldn’t always win out.

He huffed with more annoyance. Now he would have to send two more rogue units out there to check the area, see what had happened to his other men. If they’d had a battle and lost, if that was the case, then those two pricks would be, at some point today, informed about the attack.

By the ones that had gotten attacked and survived. Also knew the first chance those in the battle got, they would request back up themselves. Those two pricks would send it on foot or by car. Likely none of his men outside of the small town would notice, they were watching the gate and town. That pack was too large for him to surveal all of their ways out of the pack itself. If his men left on foot, there were plenty of ways to get around his men.

Those two pricks would likely think it was him, but that was why he’d put his men so far away. Most of them were two hours from that pack. One hour was too close, too obvious, even he would know that. But two hours away could be seen as nothing at all.

Not all of his units were exactly two hours away either, some were two and a half and one was three. Heck, he had one out by Eclipsed Moon Pack, that was a good six hours away and more than one between here and their pack. There were several roads coming from that pack. So closer to his own pack was better than closer to those two pricks, pack.

His attention was drawn to his pack map, on the wall, the surrounding packs, he let his eyes move to Nightfall. He’d gotten a phone call from one of his loyal warriors inside that pack last night. It was nearly empty now. He’d smiled to himself, it was going to be easier to over run it now. Didn’t much really care that the women and children had been vacated. That just meant fewer were brought into his pack after taking over and he had plenty of those anyway.

But just this morning he’d received another call from his warrior, to state that Alpha Orien, though looked to be setting up to sever their alliance with each other, denoted by his clearing of his pack to save their lives when war came. Now reported that Orien no longer bore any silver filigree, had howled in pain and tore through the packhouse in agony.

This only made Victor smile. Addison had finally rejected that man, due to him keeping their alliance going. Just what he wanted, in fact, he was happy about that. Now that pack was even weaker, though it could be left alone for now. He would make it appear as though he was of no threat to it for now. Keep that pack as is, Orien might just pull his pack members back into that pack now.

That would be nice if he did decide to go there, to take over. He could pull those she-wolves into his pack for the mating off to his warriors, or put them in his w***e house for his men to sate their needs, not all of them, of course. Just the un-mated and seriously defiant ones, ones that needed to be pulled into line.

Thought only briefly about putting a call to Orien, he dismissed it nearly instantly. It would give away his man over there, show Orien that Victor’s men were not loyal to him, and were still aligned to Victor. He didn’t want that. So no, he would leave it for now, a day or so, then put that call in and be all apologetic about him and Addison falling out.

But state that he was glad to still have Nightfall as an allied pack, offer aid even, if he needed it, while he was dealing with the loss of his Luna. If it didn’t kill him first, that was. Smiled to himself once more, yes let’s just wait and see, he did know that Orien loved Addison. It might just kill the man and his wolf; losing her. Though Victor always knew at some point, that this was at least 90% on the cards for those two. Luci was always too much for Orien and his stickle of ways.

With Luci being part Siren and Addison having Siren venom in her veins, those two had a Sirens bond. Push come to shove; he chuckled. Which if finally had, and Addison had finally given up her Mate for her Siren daughter. He really did like the loyalty of the woman.

Also, knew that the only reason Addison had never left Orien years ago was because Luci herself had wanted her mother and father to stay together. Luci had always helped those two patch things up, even when Luci herself was hurt by Orien. She had never wanted to see her mother struggle with the pain of separation from Orien, who she’d believed to be her father right up until the time that Siren of hers appeared anyway.

She would have known right at that moment, that Orien was not her kin, and understood right away why the man had never wanted her to take over Nightfall. Which he now also knew would release her from the feelings of father and daughter, which in turn would allow her to no longer care if Addison and Orien stayed together. Would have care to have her mother with her now. Maybe Thatcher, Victor was uncertain about their bond right this minute.

He was only half kin to Luci, so whether she would see him as Orien’s son, or her brother, Victor didn’t know. Those two had gotten along as children, but now? Thatcher was a lot like Orien, and that could see those two not getting along nowadays. It would depend on Thatcher’s response to seeing her, something he didn’t know about.

Though he did know Thatcher had returned to Nightfall with his father, he had not stayed with his mother and sister. It kind of spoke volumes. Victor was hoping they were on the outs as well. He was going to have to wait and see. That boy had yet to return to Alpha College either.