The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 118

Chapter 118 Williams’ eyes widen as he runs his hand through his hair. “The p erverts…sunburns…” He shakes his head, grabbing Elizabeth’s hand in his. “We can’t let this happen, Eliza.” She nods eagerly in agreement. “And that’s not even the worst part.”: Noah zooms into the image until the screen is only showing the sand. “-There’s also… sand.” He growls. “F ucking. Sand.” If anyone were to look at him now, gets assume he was talking about his arch nemesis. A.k.a. Weston. “Okay, Anakin Skywalker, I think you’re blowing this out of proportion.” Westion interrupts, a look of pure annoyance on his face. He could barely hide his distaste for the guy and now he had to stay in the same room? Weston could think of a million other things he’d rather do than to stay here.

“You know what’s gonna be out of proportion, Preston? Your face if you don’t shut up.” Weston throws Noah a nasty glare but he ignores him. Something he was getting really good at lately. “Sadly, my second in command on the Selene Protection Squad, Isaac, isn’t here. He was supposed to help me plan but…” Noah has a faraway look in his eyes. His dark hair falling perfectly over his forehead and the shimmer in his pupils diminishing from his thoughts. “He’s in a better place, now.” “Wait, he died-” “Isaac’s still in Alpha Cade’s territory.”

Mailia explains to Meredith. Noah sighs, looking at the thick packet before turning to face everyone else. “The plan is to tail them on their date. According to my source, they’re planning on going somewhere tomorrow.” Williams tilts his head to the side, “Who is your source?” “Selene.” Noah smiles sheepishly and rubs the back of his neck. “I asked her last week.” Williams lets out a small ‘ah’. “Alrighty then, now that we established that Nate here, is overreacting, let’s all just go home.” “Listen here, Preston. This also affects you.” Weston raises a challenging brow at Noah. He sinks into his chair and exhales through his nose, “Oh enlighten me, wise one.” Weston drawls sarcastically. Noah doesn’t let it get to him as he responds in a beat, “Gladly, unwise one.” Before Weston can reply with a witty remark, Noah steps in front of the powerpoint, effectively grabbing everyones attention as he folds his hands together. It all led up to this. “If something goes wrong, Alpha Locksworth will be… I don’t know… bloodlusty? He gets that name for a reason. I’m sure the Chancellor has told you about the times he destroys a few rooms when he’s angry or upset. How most of them are so damaged it almost looks like a tornado ripped into it. In fact, I’m sure you’ve seen in first hand, seeing that you reside in the pack house.” The slight wince Weston had only proved Noah’s assumption. “And who will have to fix the damage in the poor, poor pack house? Who will have to finish mountains of paperwork regarding property damage in case his Alpha decides to wreck havoc outside pack territory? Who will have to tip toe around an Alpha ready to blow a fuse? Who will possibly have to sign

off a murder witness testimony? His Beta. And who is his Beta? Oh right,” He looks at Weston blankly and points, “This du mba ss.” Noah lets out a c ocky smirk seeing Weston pale at his words. Surely even Weston could admit that Noah was making sense. He hadn’t thought about the effects a date gone wrong could have on him and the pack. His Alpha that was deprived of affection and intimacy, losing the one person he had interest in? Oh the horrors! Oh the pain! Oh the bills! Oh f uck that. The last time his Alpha was in a really bad mood, the pack house had to undergo two months worth of renovation and damage control. And who had to personally deal with all that? He did. How the Alpha manage to ruin every guest room in the top floor in under thirty minutes was beyond him. He could only imagine how much worse it would be if something were to of wrong with Alpha Selene. In fact, he truly didn’t want to imagine it. All the zeroes in the check he’d have to write in order to fix the damage was terrifying enough. “You might actually be on to something, Nate.” Weston mutters, visibly shaken at the wild thoughts running through his mind. Though Noah was thoroughly enjoying the satisfaction of proving Weston wrong, he too, knew he had things he had to worry about as well. If by chance the date were to go wrong, it surely wouldn’t just be Alpha Locksworth who would be in a certified s hit mood. An angry Alpha is a scary Alpha. An angry Hellhound was a scary Hellhound. An angry Selene was… well you get the picture. “I don’t even want to think how Alpha Selene will act too.” Noah shudders at the scenarios playing in his head. Being her Beta for a bit over two years, it was onlyMaterial © of NôvelDrama.Org.

right to assume that he knew better than anyone how bad her moods could get. The only thing worse than a date gone wrong would be a break up.