Lucas' POV
"Is that fair for him?" Lucian ignored my warning and continued.
Yeah, he did that all the time as well. Ignore my warnings and shit.
Fucking douchebag.
"You're a very formidable person. That's why a lot of people don't like you. But your wolf is completely another story…"
"You liked me when you saw me." I sat up and looked at him.
"Yeah, that's because I like everyone." Lucian said in a matter-of-fact way.
I lay down on the bed again like an unplugged balloon.
I just didn't know what to do with this man.
I obviously couldn't kill him because he was a nice guy.
He had been around in my life for more than 20 years.
He was like an elder brother, or sometimes, a mother, to me.
"What do you want me to do?" I rolled my eyes.
"Let your wolf meet her and see how it goes." he said, "I can tell that she kind of like big furry animals. Hopefully, he'll be able to talk some sense into that girl. As far as I'm concerned, she's madly in love with you, but she couldn't realize that because she's a bit slow. You need to teach her and have some patience with her."
"I'm not a patient person." I said.
"You are. You have the patience for me, so you give the same patience to her. Trust me, Luke. When she looks at you, I don't see abhor or hatred. I only see fear and desperation. And a desperate person who's in fear sometimes takes drastic measures, which endanger you and herself. You have to keep her alive before you figure out her full name and reject her. If something happened to her before that, you'll be hurt as well. And that will be the last thing I want to see in the world."
"I've got a better plan," I said, "I'll train her as my sex slave and work her hard. When she can't take it, she'll tell me her real name. Then, I'll reject her and sell her at the slave market. Maybe I'll sell her back to his old man. By doing this, at least I can get my money back."
Lucian looked a bit disappointed. Obviously, he didn't think it was a better plan.
"Luke, you have to work with me on this one. You know what? You do whatever you want to do to her. If your plans don't work, let's see how my plan goes. Can we at least do that?"
I didn't want to talk to him. So I turned away.
He rolled me back again and said, "How about we having a fight? We'll take a winner's plan."
I was so annoyed that I decided to teach him a lesson, reminding him who his Alpha was.
So, I shifted into my wolf, pressed him against the bed and got on top of him.
He predicted my attack and shifted into his wolf as well. Then, he blocked me by flipping over and pinning me on bed.
I roared and used all my force to overpower him, throwing him away from me.
He rolled for a few rounds on the floor and jumped at me again.
We'd been fighting like this ever since we were kids.
However, nobody had ever met my wolf in our pack except for Lucian.
I hid my wolf for an obvious reason -
Among all the white wolves in White Walkers, my wolf was the only black one.
As we were grappling with each other, I heard the sound of steps outside the tent.
Lucian had noticed it before I did, so he had already changed into hUman form.
So, when my Gamma walked into the tent, I was still in wolf form.
Fuck. He wasn't supposed to come back this early. He was supposed to be in the Delta Valley, raping farmers' wives and drinking their famous wines.
"Who's this?" Kylo looked at me and asked.
"It's a rogue," Lucian said, "He came here to ask for a place to stay."
Kylo glanced at me and said to Lucian, "He's huge. I might be able to use his muscles. But you know the rules. He had to fight and beat me to win a place in our pack."
Lucian looked at me and said to Kylo, "He said he could fight you any time you like."
I was furious.
"Damn you, Lucian! You've planned all this to make me take your plan! Fucking asshole. You'll be punished for this." I mindlinked him and shouted at him in my mind.
"Come on, Luke. Be a good boy and improvise," he replied in his mind.
Lucian was breaking bad recently. He had never played dirty before, that was why I would always win.
"Do you have a name?" Kylo asked me.
"Finn," my wolf replied.
"OK, Finn. I'll fight you after we have a feast. Meanwhile, I have to chain you up in the stable for security reasons."
Then, he waved his hands.
Several soldiers came and escorted me out of the tent.
It's my fucking tent!
I heard the sound of his chattering with Lucian as I was walking out.
"I've brought back women and wines. Two of Alpha's favorite things. Where's Alpha, by the way?"
"He's occupied right now. I'll let him know that you're back," Lucian said.
I could see Kylo's scarred face getting distorted.
Kylo and Lucian didn't see eye-to-eye with each other. He even had a fucking code name for Lucian - Mother, which I found very emasculated but fucking expressive at the same time.
You know, people sometimes get confused or baffled by my status of trade, naively thinking being the Alpha of the most powerful pack in North Land, I bound to have some kind of state-of-the-art leadership skills.
But the truth is, there isn't any difference between my job and a blacksmith's job.
Basically, we beat things into the shape that we want and tie up some loose ends.
On second thought, I can kill unhappy customers and rape their wives.
So, yeah, there is a difference. I'll give you that.
Anyway, when I noticed that Kylo didn't look at Lucian in the way I expected, I actually did my fucking rounds of investigation over this fucking curious issue.
I was interested because, let's fucking face it, everyone was supposed to like Lucian.
If there ever had been a reason that someone hated him, that reason must have something to do with me.
If my Gamma hates my Beta because of me, I have to know about it, because either I or him will end up being killed.
But, no.
It turned out that my Gamma didn't hate my Beta because of me.
He hated him because Lucian hadn't fucked his big-tit sister.
The thing was, Kylo used to introduce his big-tit sister Josephine to Lucian, but Lucian ended up getting married to his mate Gianna.
Kylo wasn't happy about it, but Lucian was Lucian.
Neither of them told me about this because they were both very familiar with my way of handling this kind of intriguing delicate matter.
I either tell everyone who gets involved to fuck themselves, or kill all of them.
So why bother?
While the soldiers were escorting me to the stable, I walked past the fucking she-wolf's tent.
I remembered the sentiment in Lucian's eyes when he looked at this little skinny bitch.
Suddenly, I had a very good idea of punishing both of them.
But first, I felt like getting drunk first.
Like, really drunk.