Chapter 91: Chapter 91

Well, I had my suspicions but they weren't founded. Just subtly from time to time when I found myself having similarities between Greg and my alpha. But I never would have imagined that Greg was a lycan despite my doubts and that he was my alpha. It was incredible and I gradually began to put the pieces of the puzzle together.

The fact that I was taken in by one of the presidents of his group, that I was treated like a princess, and that I obtained such an important position in such a large conglomerate despite my poor knowledge. And what about the fact that I am so well pampered by the members of Soul Moon when I come out of nowhere?

Greg is my alpha but not only, he is also the Soul Moon Alpha.

I gulped as I sat next to the man I had wanted to see for weeks for revenge. We were in his car, this one driving calmly just the opposite of my interior which was in a tumultuous agitation. I didn't know what to do when I felt hopelessly trapped. I looked sideways to see Greg with an angry face as he stared out the window, he looked like he wanted to kill someone and I felt a little bad.

Indeed, I imagine that finding myself in the arms of another when we had already had a semblance of an argument because of my lies the day before was the bouquet.

No, what am I thinking? That he's angry has nothing to do with me, he's my parents' killer, my enemy, no matter who I find out he is, the goal remains the same, get revenge on him.

I frowned, shaking, he's a freak, what I heard about him from Jessy and my own experience should convince me I'm headed in the right direction. But I weigh my chest, I don't tell myself one hundred percent that this man is the monster portrayed by Jessy.

He always treated me like a princess, he always favored my interests, spoiling me and pampering me beyond reason. I can't believe this man was this monster.

I bit my lip, it doesn't stick, impossible.

Greg and I are seven years apart which makes him 25 this year, how when mom was only 16 could he have fallen in love with her and demanded that she be his bride? It doesn't make sense, at that time he must have been three or four years old maximum. So how could a kid, a baby I mean, could have already been the Alpha of a pack as powerful as the Soul Moons and would have killed my father when he was only seven years old? This story doesn't make sense, it's sewn with white thread, and it's downright grotesque. I would like to ask him questions but I don't want to denounce myself as the grandchild of the Alpha of Shield of Rain yet. I don't know how much he heard from my conversation with Jessy so I have to be careful.

I frowned, it's true he couldn't have done all these things 18 years ago but the death of my mother is very recent and he would already have the age and the position of Alpha to support the death of my mother.

No, it still doesn't make sense, so why would he want to kill Mom for hate and a grudge he couldn't be the subject of? Mom told me that it was the Alpha of Soul Moon who in retaliation for her rejection 18 years ago sent men to assassinate her. It's also the same version that my grandfather and Jessy served me. Something is indeed wrong with this story, I would like to know more but I can't attract more suspicion on me than Greg must already have with my secret encounters with Jessy.

I looked to the side when he still hadn't said a word to me, his jaw was clenched and I could well feel that his barely mastered pheromones gave off great violence and aggression. It looked like Greg was about to burst into a rage and I got scared. It was the first time I had seen him like this and I thought I must have pushed him way too far.

We arrived in front of a large house and I swallowed it. It looked like a castle while in front, many servants waiting at the entrance in a guard of honor. I saw Greg put his mask back on and I wondered what it all meant. Why should he wear a mask? Why is he hiding that even to his servants who are no doubt part of the Soul Moon? There are eels under rock, could it be that Greg is pretending to be the Alpha of Soul Moon? A bit like a lining? That would explain why the ages don't coincide, that filthy coward must be old and weak so he's using Greg's incredible power to continue enjoying his position as Alpha. It disgusts me.

Being a member of Soul Moon, I'm sure Greg had no choice but to obey. But if that's true, that coward's power must have diminished to the point where some in the pack noticed it, beginning to doubt his ability to lead them. Certainly, an internal fighting was even considered, and to counter this, he made Greg his understudy, thanks to his youth and his power - I am maybe not an expert but sensing the power of Greg's pheromones, I can safely say that he's stronger than Elsa and Rayan - so this old coward continues to assert his authority using my Greg.

I clenched my jaw, this can't last, if it is for protecting the man I love from this asshole, I'll have to put this all in its place it should be. It's Greg, given his strength, who should be the Alpha of this pack and not this cursed murderous usurper. I looked at Greg who had already worn his mask and I reached out my hand to take his. I will make Greg the true Alpha of this pack. I don't know how yet but I must succeed.

Not for the insane dreams of my grandfather and the Shield of Rain, just out of love for Greg because he deserves to be in charge, not this fanatic who uses his strength like a parasite. When I put my hand on his, Greg tensed before looking at me, seeming torn between letting me touch him and his anger that might scream at him to push me away.

" Who are you in this pack?"

My question seemed stupid, especially considering that Jessy had already told me before, but nothing stuck with Greg as a true Alpha of Soul Moon, he had to be a double.

" What is the meaning of this question Sophia?"

Of course, he must be angry with me, it's obvious from his cold and distant tone, but I don't have time to complain about that fact at the moment. The most important thing now is to be able to have Greg on my side and perhaps when I will be reassured, that I will have the certainty he is fully won over to my cause, I could confess all my secrets to him without fear.

Even if he told me that he would always be on my side, I can't take it at face value because he has an important role to play for his pack. I can even say that he is the right arm of this murderous coward, the one whom this disbeliever trusts the most. Based on this fact, I cannot say exactly what will happen if I make a mistake.

Caution is required especially when I enter the den of my enemy surrounded by eyes that will monitor my every move. I must do everything not to arouse the suspicions of others until I manage to get Greg to introduce me to the true Alpha of Soul Moon. I imagine that the coward must be hiding somewhere safe, leaving my darling to do all the dirty work, putting him in danger from his enemies. It pisses me off, I have to find him and get rid of him, so making Greg my one hundred percent ally is a priority.