Three Alpha Princes for an Unwanted Omega

"What do you think you are doing going after the princes’ mate and risking exposure." Beta Soren thundered.

Alistair looked bored.

"Is that why you asked to meet?"

"This is not a joke, Alistair."

"Come on, Soren. I hardly think Damon has the capacity to expose me."

"Then you are a fool. Do not underestimate what Damon is capable of doing."

"Of course." Alistair smirked. "Far be it for me to do that."

Soren knew he was being mocked but he did not rise to the challenge.

"Why are you after the Omega? The reason you are here like you told me is to get information for your rogue king about the treason case that happened 50 years ago."

"That is correct but you are yet to hold up on your own end of this arrangement, Soren. You are yet to get me into the room."

Soren sighed.

The room he was talking about was the one place even him as Beta did not have total access. It contained the record of every event that had happened in the pack dating centuries.

Kieran was very particular about who he let into the room and the only other person who could go in without restrictions was prince Cassian.

"I have fulfilled my end of the bargain, Alistair. You now work in the company of Cassian and he is the only one asides Kieran who can get into the room so what have you been doing with that?"

Alistair scoffed.

Ever since he treated Cassian’s wound, he was yet to see the damn man.

He barely came to the healing chambers and whenever he did, he took no notice of him.

"I am working on it." He said.

"You are obviously not working hard enough if you have the time to chase after the Omega. What do you want with her?" Soren asked again.

"Who says I want anything with her?" Alistair shrugged. "And you have men assigned to watch me, really?"

"Yes." Soren stared at him. "You cannot possibly think I will let you roam free around the pack. This may be an alliance but it is as unholy as it comes and I cannot wait to be rid of you and your king."

Alistair chuckled at this.

"Soren, you are going to pop a blood vessel. You are wound up too tight. I have a plan to get Cassian on my side as a friend so I can do what needs to be done."

"What plan?"

"Oh come on, I am not going to tell you that but it will work, trust me"

It was Soren’s turn to chuckle.

"Trust you?" he said. "I would no sooner feed myself to a pit of tar than do that. Your king has brought nothing but misery to my people."

"And yet, here you are... working for him because you could not keep it in your pants."

Soren’s eyes flashed with anger.

He was just about to speak when movement caught his eye.

He saw Brenna approach him and sighed.

Not today.

He was done with her antics. Hers and her daughter.

Willow had come back the other day screaming blue murder about wanting to burn Ayla and then strip her charred remains off her flesh.

"Soren" Brenna’s lips curled up in disgust like she had just uttered a curse. "I can see you are lurking about in the shadows as usual."

Her eyes moved to Alistair who remained leaning against a pillar and they brightened.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"The name is Alistair." he cast her a winning smile.

Brenna returned his smile with one of her own.

"Alistair, I am Brenna but my friends call me Eva"

Soren groaned inwardly.

"You know you really should not be hanging out with the likes of him. The only thing he is exceptionally good at is stabbing people in the back."

Alistair seemed amused at this.

"Is that so? I am going to take your word for it, Eva." he reached forward for Brenna’s hand, placing a kiss on her knuckles. "Please excuse me..."

Brenna watched him walk away, sighing to herself.

She could imagine him shirtless, that taut behind pumping into her with the vigor known to men as young as he was.

"You are disgusting." Soren said, interrupting her thoughts.

Brenna turned to him.

"Why are you here?" He asked.

"You need to stop whatever it is you are doing with the rogue king."

His eyes widened in surprise.

"Of course" He said. "I did not except anything more from that cunt of a daughter. She spilled her guts to you, did she not?"

"She did and you need to stop it, Soren or I will go to the Alpha with what I know."

Soren threw his head back and laughed.

"You will go to the Alpha? Are you serious?"

"Do I look like I am joking?"

"Oh Eva... many years later and you are still a fucking stupid cunt. Kieran will never believe a word you say."

"You do not know that" Brenna said, folding her arms across her chest.

"Oh, but I do" Soren took a step forward then another until he was towering over her.

"You don’t really think that because you get on your knees and suck his cock more times than you open your mouth to speak to him, he would take your word for it and what? Have me arrested for treason? You are fucking delusional... you and that bastard you call a daughter."

"You are an asshole." Brenna spat.

"And you were content to spread your thighs for this asshole so do not complain now."

"Now..." Soren straightened, regarding her with a baleful stare. "I am going to forget this conversation ever happened and I suggest you do the same or I will beat you to the punch and tell Kieran I overheard you plotting treason. Lets see who gets the noose."

He brushed past her stopping for a second.

"And same goes for your little spawn, Eva. Do not test me"