27. Lucas
27
Lucas
[We still can’t find your father or Marilyn,] Simon links me as I finish dressing. I groan, wondering what the fuck my father is doing. He is the one always spouting off about making Marilyn happy. That I shouldn’t be late for a function when it involves her. Yet here he is, missing in action, and no one knows where he went. Some alpha he is.
[I will check his office,] I state, exiting my room and making my way down to the second floor. I turn in the direction of my father’s office when someone steps in front of me. I growl, ready for a fight, when I notice it is Kurt. His eyes look everywhere but at me as he blocks my path, and the unease I felt moments earlier grows.
“Kurt, I am looking for my father. Move,” I state, trying to get past my father’s beta.
“I already searched down here, Lucas. Let’s just head to the party.” He finally looks into my eye, but just for a brief moment before he looks away. I see panic within them, and something inside me urges me to continue towards my father’s office.
“Kurt,” I warn sternly with a growl.
“I do not want to order you to move, but I will if I have to,” I continue. I see a moment of relief flash, and I know instantly that Kurt was ordered to keep me away from the office. He would have linked me if something was amiss in the pack house.
[Blink once if my father gave you a command,] I link the man before me. He strains for a moment, his face contorted and looking like he is constipated. After some straining, I am ready to tell him to stop, but Kurt is able to blink before his shoulders slump in relief. I hate using my alpha command on friends, but it seems like this will be the only way to help Kurt out of this situation.
“Kurt,” I begin, taking a deep breath and allowing the power of my blood to roar as I ready my command.
“I command you to let me pass.” A second passes before Kurt moves to the side, and I step forward. Just as I pass Kurt, he slumps to the floor and gasps for breath. It seems that I have grown stronger, my command breaking my father’s.
“Are you okay?” I ask, bending down to check on my friend.
[Don’t say anything but do you have your phone on you?] Kurt asks, and I nod.
“I am fine, Alpha Lucas. Just feeling dizzy,” he says out loud, and I know that my father must have cameras around.
[Good. Start recording now, and keep it facing towards your father’s office. Trust me, you will want this evidence, and to email Nathaniel as soon as you can.] Shocked by this, I take my phone out and hold a finger to my lips to remind Kurt to stay silent. With my phone recording the hall ahead, I slowly pad down the hallway and make it to the door of the office. I can hear moaning coming from within, as two wolves are in the middle of making love. A voice calls out my father’s name, and I freeze. That voice belongs to Marilyn.
“That’s right, Mari. Take my cock like the good girl you are!” my father growls possessively.
“Yes, Alpha!” she moans in response. I slowly push the door open, and hold my phone to the little space I have, capturing my father thrusting in and out of Marilyn, the whore begging him to fill her with his cum so she can have his pup. My father kisses her to muffle her cries of pleasure, his one hand gripping the back of her neck as he thrusts harder into her.
Shocked, I stay silent until the two are on the verge of finishing before I put my phone away and stand straight. Rage fills me as I realize that the woman I am being forced to marry, the reason I was forced to reject my Kaylee, is having an affair behind my back with my own father.
[Simon, Kurt,] I link the two men while taking a few deep breaths.
[There is a wallet in the safe in my office. The bank PIN to my card is 4045. Get those who wish to leave this pack together, and get out of Oak Fur now ,] I continue, imbuing my words with an alpha command. What I am about to do is going to cause a lot of chaos in Oak Fur, and I need to know that the innocent wolves will be away from here before then.
“I will make sure you are filled with my pup, Mari, before you marry my son.” Slamming the door open, I walk into my father’s office and watch as the two naked wolves jump apart.
“Lu-Lucas!” Marilyn exclaims, her eyes widening as she stares at me.
“Save it, whore,” I growl, watching her flinch. My father growls back, not happy that someone dares growl at the woman he just made love to.
“Lucas, you know better than to disrespect your future wife,” he warns lowly, and I scoff.
“You mean the whore you were just fucking. Yeah, I am not taking my father’s sloppy seconds.” I lean against the door frame and watch as Marilyn’s face pales. She knows that I will not marry her, now that she has been tainted. I never touched her before, wanting to wait for our wedding day, thinking I would never meet my mate. Then Kaylee happened.
My rage grows, as I think about how everything bad that has ever happened to me was caused by the bitch standing naked beside my father. Neither of them decided to put on clothes, the evidence of their love-making clear as day—from the bite marks my father left on her skin, to the hickeys she left on his.
Without thinking, I rush forward, my hands turning into fists as I aim for my father. He is to blame for all of this. Had he just listened to my mother and kept me home instead of taking me to Blood Oath all those years ago, Marilyn’s mother wouldn’t have died. I wouldn’t have been forced into an arranged marriage, but most importantly, Kaylee and I would be mated and preparing to take over Oak Fur as alpha and Luna.
My fist opens, and my nails form into claws. I swipe them along his face the same way Kaylee did to me all those weeks ago and relish in the feeling of his skin tearing. If I have to wear scars because of him, then he can wear them too.
I duck when he moves to punch me, coming back up and sending an uppercut to my father’s chin, and enjoy the satisfying crunch of bone breaking from my attack. My father staggers back, howling in pain, and I aim lower. Without hesitation, I aim my claws at his family jewels, ready to make him unable to have any more pups. Unfortunately for me, I am tackled from behind.
Twisting and turning, I fight my assailant, only to find my father staring down at me with a smirk.
“I linked for backup,” he gloats, pulling Marilyn to his side and placing a sloppy kiss on her lips.
“You’re a fucking coward, Ramos!” I spit out as three warriors pull me to my feet, their faces blank masks as if what they just witnessed didn’t happen.
“And you will be on house arrest until your wedding.” He shrugs as the warriors drag me out of the office. I try to link Simon and Kurt, but I hit a brick wall. Try to reach out to those that will be fleeing tonight, but another brick wall. That bastard closed my connection to the link.
“Sorry, Alpha Lucas, but we have our orders to lock you in your room,” one of the warriors states, as the three men drag me up the stairs. I stay silent, knowing that my father also placed an alpha command on them and that anything I say now will be reported back to my father.
“Will I be able to see anyone?” I ask, deciding not to cooperate with these men and allow my weight to hang from their arms.
“Beta Kurt and Simon Thorn will be told to bring you your meals.” I grin. At least I will get to see my two friends. The men throw me into my room none too gently, not apologizing for their treatment of me. I know they are relishing being able to treat an alpha wolf like trash, and I commit their faces to memory. One day, I will kill every last one of my father’s henchmen. Right now, I need to focus on getting out of Oak Fur.
The door slams shut before the sound of the lock turning alerts me that I am trapped. I know Marilyn is watching me, and let out a roar of frustration. This bitch has taken too much from me. She won’t take my privacy. I spend the next few minutes searching for all the hidden cameras I found earlier, finding a few new ones and ripping them from their hiding spots. I grin as I do one final sweep of the room and hold the last camera at eye level.
“You may think you have won, but let me tell you something, Marilyn,” I begin, deciding to leave a message to that bitch.
“I would rather die than marry you. Would rather be killed by your father. So, enjoy this moment, but just know a storm is coming, and I am the one to cause it.” With my warning sent, I smash the final camera and smirk. Walking to my bedside table, I pull out the laptop from inside the drawer and climb into bed. I know Kurt told me to email the video to Nathaniel Cross, but I have a better idea.
Pulling up my email list of all my packmates, I spend the next hour copying and pasting the emails into my burner account, including all alphas of allied packs as well as Oak Fur’s liaison from the council.
With a grin, I put every last bit of evidence into the email that I have been able to gather from the time Marilyn came to live in the pack, before setting the mass email to automatically send in twenty-four hours. Now, I need to prepare for my escape.