Chapter 3 Scott's Point Of View

"May the souls of all the faithful departed rest in perfect peace."

"Amen."

"Holy Mary, mother of Goddess, pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death."

"Amen."

They dug the floor and lowered the casket. Burning my premature child was so painful. I looked at Ava on the other side, who looked like a shattered piece. This is our seventh child now, and they are all gone.

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I walked away alongside my bodyguards. I gave them a signal, and Mike went towards the truck. He opened it and started distributing the leaflets to both strangers and everyone at the funeral.

I made sure this time no human was able to collect the leaflet of me looking for a virgin as my bride. I don't want more abomination.

I laughed, "You think you can lure me with your body," I said with my leg on my desk.

"I can barely give you an heir, Alpha."

"You are human!"

"It is the audacity for me," I added, taking my bullet and inserting it into the gun.

"Please, don't harm me, Alpha Scott," she pleaded.

"I show no mercy." I pulled the trigger and was ready to release it. When the door opened, it was Mike, my beta, and my PA. He was at least closest to me and owed me his life.

"Alpha Scott!" he screamed. I didn't listen to him and released the trigger.

"Get her away," with blood gushing out of her eye.

He signaled to the guards outside, who took the dead body out. He felt like he failed to calm my nerves down. Without any permission, he sat down.

"Don't you think what we are doing is so much in a hurry?" he questioned me.

"I don't think it's in a hurry. I need an heir to break the curse and train him to be a mighty mafia alpha like me." I hit the table, but he wasn't moved. He remained calm.

"Don't you think I should think about Ava? She just lost her baby."

"I have no feelings, Mike. You know that!" I flare my eyes at him.

"She disgraced herself. She should have kept her virginity for me if she loved me." I slammed the table harder.

"Oh, sorry. I don't mean to piss you off. Anything you say, I'm at your service." He bowed his head, and the angry frown that ceased on my forehead came down immediately.

"Now tell me, where are there more humans than werewolves?" I was surprised to see humans applying to become my mate. Only if I can find my true mate. I used manipulations to convince the packs that Ava was my real mate, but now I need to find a virgin and my mate.

"Do you think it's an easy task to get a virgin? Most girls here are exposed, and virgins aren't written on their foreheads," Mike said unconsciously, making me come out of a trance.

"There must be a way. Get me the list of the debtors who owe me," my eyes turned to a scary fierce.

"I will."

(At his house office) †††††††

"Welcome, Hugo," I greeted him with a devilish smile as he walked in with Mike.

"Don't be afraid, okay? I heard you want to see me." I gestured with my hand for him to take a seat. He sat down with his body trembling in fear.

"Mike, show his name." I handed over the book of debtors to him.

"I know, Alpha Scott, that I owe you, but why don't we do business?" he said in a rushed tone with fear in his voice.

"Hmm," I nodded. "Bring it up."

"Why don't we do it? I saw your offer of $10,000, and I owe you $2,000. Why don't you give me $8,000, and I give you my daughter?" he smiled, scratching his head and feeling restless.

"Hmm, what assurance are you giving me that your daughter is a virgin and can bear me an heir?" With my fingers tucked into each other, I placed my hand on the table, looking at him with a fearful glance, making him shake.

"Just give me the money and have her. I swear no man has touched her." He started swearing.

"What will you give me in return if she is not a virgin?" I questioned him.

"My life," he stammered.

"Good. Mike, bring the cash." Mike went and came in with a briefcase. He unlocked it and placed it on the table. I turned it over to him.

His eyes of greed focused on the money and started smiling excitedly. I wonder which father will put his child's life in danger.

He was about to reach out for the money when I closed the suitcase back. "Hand him over the agreement form." Mike nodded.

He placed an agreement form on the table. He glanced through it in a hurry without looking at what was being stated there.

"I agree," he nodded like a fool. I smirked at him when Mike placed the knife in front of me, his face sharpened quickly.

"Stretch forth your hand," I commanded him, and he shook his hands.

"Eyes closed," he immediately shut his eyes, with little confidence remaining in him.

"Go ahead, Mike." Mike took the knife and sliced the flesh of his index finger.

"Arg," he groaned in pain. "Open your eyes," I commanded. "Now use your blood as your signature." He hurriedly died in pain.

"This will serve as a reminder to you. You just tasted a bit of death if the agreement did not fall as planned."

"Take the money and leave. We will sort the rest." He hurriedly carried the briefcase and exited in a blink of an eye.

I smirked as he left.