Chapter 15: _ Alpha Beowulf
Gamma Rhett
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Rhett left the office and soon found himself in front of the Alpha's duplex. The duplex was heavily guarded by Werewolf soldiers who dipped their heads in respectful acknowledgment as he approached.
Inside the duplex was a grand foyer that reeked of money and polished marble. He had heard that the new Alpha was stinking rich. He had studied abroad and came back to the pack when his cousin – the late Alpha died.
The late Alpha was one of the unlucky ones who never found their mates until they died. And thus, he died without an heir. Rumors carried it that it was loneliness that took his life healthy.
Rhett couldn't imagine life without Kylo too but if the former Alpha had died out of loneliness, it was what the Moon Goddess wanted. Her ways were not to be questioned.
"Alpha Beowulf is dining with his family." A young maid said to him before he was ushered into the dining room.
Rhett discreetly grimaced at the sight that welcomed him. Alpha Beowulf who was young, sharp-faced, and with an air of scholarly aloofness, sat at the head of the table with his youthful Luna, Luna Dawn, at his side. Alpha Beowulf's Beta, a burly man named Darius with streaks of grey at his temples (and, curiously, Luna Dawn's father), rounded out the trio at the table.
They were sitting over a feast of delicacies that stirred anger within Rhett. The pack was running short of supplies, food, and even water. Ever since they provided refuge for some of the feys, they had been running low on everything.