Chapter 2 Peace treaty

Ray's POV

Restless, I anxiously paced back and forth in my office, beads of sweats cascading down my face.

"Nothing must go wrong today!" I repeated like a mantra.

The moment had arrived-I was about to meet the legendary Alpha Lucius, Alpha of the renowned Blackheart pack. Our packs were locked in a fierce land dispute, and against my wishes, Lucius demanded we settle it on my territory.

I didn't want him near my pack, reluctantly, I had no other option but to oblige, as he was infamous for his merciless and icy demeanor, always prepared to wage war against any pack he perceived as a threat to him and his people.

I am the Alpha of the Snow jade pack, a position I earned fifteen years ago. Our pack was attacked by another rival pack seventeen years ago, resulting in the loss of our most strong warriors, including the Alpha and Luna. I was one of the few warriors that survived the battle that destroyed our home. It took us, the remaining survivors, two long years to gather our scattered pack members who had fled during the war, and together we began the challenging task of rebuilding our pack.

With unwavering determination, I took on the mantle of leadership, becoming the beacon of hope of our people who looked up to me and made me their alpha. Some pack members rejected me as their Alpha, talking about the stupid ancient traditions of the snow jade pack but their skepticism failed to deter me.

Drawing supports from neighboring packs, I steadily rebuilt our pack home. Through my actions, I was able to convince more pack members about my utmost desire to guide and protect the pack and after much oppositions, I got the title as the Alpha of the snow jade pack.

As my thought swirled within me, a sudden knock jolted me from my daydream. Annoyed by the intrusion, I shouted

"Who is it?" I loathed being disturbed in my solitude.

"I brrrouuughttt your brreeeakfast, sir" a tiny voice answered shakily.

I watched as one of the servants entered, carrying a tray filled steaks, bacon, and a cup of black coffee just as I preferred. Glancing at the servant, I scoffed. Was it Bella or Betty? Their names escaped me, for they were insignificant in my mind. She bowed her head so low just the way I had instructed so she wouldn't incur my wrath.

I guess she wondered why I treated her and the other omegas with disdain. Weakness had no place in my pack, and the omegas were no exception. They were relegated to menial tasks in the pack, as their fragility and delicacy frustrated me. If it were not for the council of werewolf elders, who upheld the laws of our- kingdom, I would have banished them from my pack altogether.

"Drop it at the table, and make sure not to spill a single drop of my coffee with your wobbly hands or you will be punished!"

I watched as she tried to calm her nerves and serve me. She contemplated on leaving or waiting for me to finish my breakfast. In the past, I had punished servants for leaving before I was done eating, and for lingering too close to me while I was eating.

I enjoyed watching her state of confusion about what to do, nervously rumpling her apron with her sweaty fingers. The other omegas in the kitchen must have forced her to bring me food as none of them was ready to enter my office whenever I was in a bad mood. Her clothes were ripped and torn, her thin dress had long faded, the obscure color of her hair fell messily behind her back and her overworn shoes was laced with holes.

Yet, despite her worn appearance, she possessed striking blue eyes with a captivating curve, suitable for a thick young woman. She became a captivating distraction from my earlier anxieties, and I found myself lusting after her. Perhaps, when she comes of age, I might consider taking her as one of my mistresses. I disliked omegas but I will make an exception of her because of her beauty. She noticed my intense gaze upon her and grew even more restless.

Just as my mind was consumed with desire, my beta, Marcus barged into my office, and exchanged a curt greeting with me. He casted a look of disgust at the omega servant and proceeded to sit and discuss the land matters with me. Clearly, he noticed my desire for the servant and felt disappointed that I could harbor such lustful thoughts for a dirty weak omega. Frustrated by the interruption, I exploded in anger, bellowing at her

"Get the hell out of my sight, you stinky fool! Can't you see am busy?"

"I ammmm soooorrrrry, Alpha"

Startled by my outburst, she fled as if her little life depended on it, desperate to escape my wrath. Marcus and I resumed our preparations, undeterred by the incident.

At noon, a flurry of activity consumed the servants, each one bustling about to ensure flawless arrangements.

"I want our guest quarters to be spotless. Clean every room, polish every surface, and make sure there are fresh linens in each chamber"

"Any mishap in the preparation would result to severe punishment!"

They all dreaded my punishments and treaded carefully, their every move infused with a sense of urgency and perfection. Everyone was alert as we were expecting the arrival of a man whose very presence could spell dome for our pack if the forthcoming meeting didn't please him. I made sure everything was set, leaving no room for errors and then settled in my office to await the arrival of Alpha Lucius.

Rumors whispered through the trees, carried by the wind, foretelling the arrival of Alpha Lucius. Tales of his ruthless nature and insatiable hunger for power had already spread like wildfire, filling the heart of the pack with trepidation. He came with few warriors as their figures emerged from a distance.

He stood tall and imposing, his eyes ablaze with a predatory gleam. His very presence commanded attention, causing my pack members to bow cautiously, their bodies tensed like coiled springs. Strangely, it seemed they feared him more than they feared me- an unsettling realization that ignited a jealous fire within me.

"Welcome Alpha Lucius, it's a pleasure to have you and your pack members here" I greeted, with my voice carrying a tone of caution.

His appearance made me realized that I was older than him but despite my seniority, his alpha aura was far too domineering not to be respected. I led him and his warriors to my pack house and from his demeanor, I could tell he wasn't impressed with what he saw.

Once in my office, I began explaining the intricacies of the land dispute, as I wanted the matter settled as quick as possible. He uttered no word and I couldn't already tell that he was bored with everything I was saying. His beta took over the conversation until we reached an agreement that my pack would relinquish all rights to the land, conceding to the Blackheart pack. It was a bitter loss for me, but preferable to engaging in a destructive war.

Having already arranged for a lavish feast and captivating entertainers, I guided Alpha Lucius and his entourage to the grand hall, where I planned to host the celebration. This would serve as a gesture of gratitude and a joyous commemoration of the peace treaty signed. With the threat of war lifted, a sense of relief washed me and I got ready to relax and enjoy the show.

"Serve our guests and summon the girls" I bellowed excitedly.

In an instant, the servants flooded the room, carrying platters of food and trays of fine wine. Alongside them, the dancers sauntered in, clad in alluring attire that left little to the imagination. Their leather skirt barely covered their curves while their leather top only concealed their nipples, stopping just above their belly. The atmosphere buzzed with excitement as the celebration unfolded. I was enjoying the whole celebration as my gaze wandered to Alpha Lucius, intrigued to gauge his response.

, not a single performance managed to elicit even the slightest reaction from him. I couldn't help but continue staring, waiting to see at least a response. Then a subtle shift in his demeanor caught my attention. He began to sniff the air, his eyes sweeping the hallway with curious intensity. I couldn't help but wonder: What was he searching for? Or, more precisely, who was he searching for?