Scarred Alphas by Norisha May
Chapter 75

Chapter 75 

EZRA’S POV 

Pay! She will pay! 

Those blank eyes stare at me 

as they have been staring for 

the last few hours. Not a 

single blink…not one. But 

what kind of blinks could a 

severed head in the middle of a table give? 

No one in the room eats. 

They all just stare at me as if 

I was crazy. 

“I am getting tired of losing.” 

I mutter. “WHAT?! What am 

I to do?!” I scream. “Why 

does she always have the upper hand?!” 

Glass cups, ceramic plates, and all sorts of things that 

you can find on a dining 

table are thrown across the 

room by me. 

“She was right there! I had 

her right in front of me so 

many times!” I shout. 

There is only silence by 

everyone who watches. Even 

Kaecy, especially Kaecy. 

“You!” I point to a newly 

recruited general. I figured 

that the enemy has generals so why shouldn’t I? “Give me 

an idea! What should our 

next move be?!” 

No answer. He nervously 

opens his mouth but no 

words come out. 

“USELESS! Sienna is more 

useful to me even when 

dead!” I point at her 

detached head in the middle 

of the table. 

It was sent to me and arrived 

this morning. Courtesy of my demon ex–mate! 

The man continues with his 

silence. 

“You don’t wish to speak? 

Fine!” 

I grab him by the throat and pin him to the table. 

“Hold him!” I say to the 

guards and they do not 

hesitate. 

I force him to open his 

mouth and with the meat 

knife on the table, I cut his 

tongue out. 

He shakes and screams until 

I am done and let him go. he 

falls to his knees 

whimpering. 

“Speak when I tell you to speak! Or deal with the consequences.” I throw the bloody tongue on the table. 

“Alpha, I know that you are angry but taking it out on us 

will not give you the results 

you want.” One of them speaks. 

“And you speak too much! 

Are you a traitor?” 

“No, Alpha.” 

“Hold him down!” I shout. 

My personal guards make 

quick–to–follow orders. They 

hold the defiant bastard 

down on the table. 

“Don’t talk when I tell you to and lose your tongue. Talk 

too much when it is not your place and also lose your tongue!” 

“Brother!” Kacey protests as I 

hold the knife up. 

He rarely ever interjects 

anymore. 

I point the knife at him. 

“You’d betray me too, wouldn’t you?” 

“No.” 

I walk closer to him. “Maybe 

I should pluck your other 

eye out.” 

Kaecy quickly looks down. 

My attention goes to everyone in the room now. 

“You all sacks of withered 

balls! Pieces of shit, good for nothing! Not one of you can do what I ask you to do!” 

None of the assassins I sent 

ever came back. 

The only one who ever did anything useful around here 

was Sienna and now there 

she lies…part of her anyway. 

Sienna was not new to me. 

She was someone I indulged in back when I was doing my training away from the pack. She is one I cause pain with to Casseope many times. I 

knew she had a bit of an 

infatuation with me and when I blinded myself and killed my father, I called her to help. I knew she delved into magic but I never knew 

how useful she could be. She 

also was the one who kept 

me calm and in check. She kept me focused on the end goal. Now there is no one to stop me. I’ll take this whole 

damn pack down with me 

but I am okay with that as long as I get to have…kill… 

Cass. Kill… 

I am sitting back on my chair now feeling a bit calmer. 

“She is starting to look unlike herself.” I mutter, looking at 

Sienna. 

“Yeah… being dead does 

that.” Kaecy mutters. 

Not to mention the smell is 

starting to get to me. 

“Take it.” I swat my hand at my guards. Bury it where I can’t smell it anymore. 

I yawn. “Do any of you know any other witch?” 

They all shake their heads. 

“Witches are hard to come 

by.” Kaecy says. 

This I know. 

F**king Cass had to kill her! 

I never knew she had it in 

her to kill like that. Not just 

Sienna but also in the arena. 

I watched the masked 

woman kill a man and thought nothing of it but 

now, knowing that it was her 

all along…I never knew she 

had it in her. 

I slam my fists on the table. 

Who the hell am I kidding!? I say I want to kill her but I 

don’t! I want to f**k her! 

Even after breaking our mate 

bond I still want her like this! 

I want to take her and make 

her mine! Put her on a leash 

and make her do my every bidding! Display her as the little slut she is but no one 

gets to touch her except me. 

When I get her that is what 

I’ll do. I’ll have her n*ked 

chained to my bed so I can 

do whatever the hell I want 

with her. As for my brother, 

I’ll peal the skin of his b*dy and keep him alive long 

enough to see me break MY 

MATE… 

Kaecy’s POV 

Mad…my brother has gotten mad, crazy. I don’t recognize him at all anymore. 

What he has done to this 

pack is unforgivable. He has 

ruined us. Everyone is 

scared. He has no limit to the 

things that he does. 

That witch used to keep him 

in check but now I don’t 

know what is going to 

happen. The only time he has some semblance of 

normalcy is when he deals with others who are not part 

of our pack. Maybe it is just to keep face. 

Alpha Oliver suddenly walks 

1. in. 

Ezra lifts himself up. “So?!” 

I stay quiet listening to the conversation, making myself invisible along with 

everyone else. 

“I told you I had a way with words. They will hear you.” 

“Yes! Finally some good 

news!” 

This Oliver got the other packs to meet up? He must be good. All these other packs never wanted to get 

involved with our feud all 

these years. So to get them to meet with us is a rare thing. 

But I’m sure that if these other packs knew how crazy 

Ezra was, they would not 

give him the time of day. 

“We need them to join us.” 

“Well, I got you the meeting but getting them to join us will be a bit more tricky. No 

one wants to go against the 

Dark-‘ 

“Don’t f**king mention their 

name!” Ezra shouts. 

Oliver holds a hand up. 

Unlike us, he has no fear of talking to Ezra. 

“If we had had Zao right now as an ally, this would all be 

much easier but alas, he is 

dead.” 

“Don’t remind me…and she 

was there! How did he not 

know that he had her!” 

“Maybe he did?” 

“Then he was a traitor all this 

time!” 

“Even so, he would have still 

been useful. You need to 

learn to not give in to your 

emotions so much. Learn to 

use people to your advantage even if they piss you off.” Oliver says. 

Ezra pays him no mind and continues to speak. “And how the f**k did she end up with him? I couldn’t even get to her and I was trying.” 

“No idea but now we have to 

focus on the task at hand.” 

“Yeah…getting all these packs 

to join us.” Ezra says. 

“Yes but…” 

“But?” 

“All these years they have stayed away. They won’t be 

easily persuaded in fact…..I 

really doubt they will join 

us.” 

“1 

“So then what?” 

“Do not fret. There is always 

a way. There is no way that 

we will be able to defeat the 

Dark Fang Pack without their help. They will help whether they know it or not.” 

Ezra growls at the mention of the enemy pack. “Maybe seeing that you and I have an alliance will help with that and they will follow suit.” 

“I don’t even have a pack right now.” Oliver says. 

“But you have all these rogues with you? So that might be enough. How did you end up with so many rogues anyway?” 

“I paid for them. Dipped into the family fortune. But that 

is not what we should use as 

a focus. We need to put 

emphasis on the river packs 

they attacked and took 

control of.” 

“Yeah… you are right. That 

will be what undoes them.” 

“Then leave it to me. I am a 

good talker and if I can’t get you these alliances, I have plan B already good to go.” Oliver says. 

The way he says this makes 

me think that this man is 

very smart. He has been playing games maybe even playing both sides. I don’t 

like him one bit. 

“And what do you want?” 

Ezra asks. “You are doing all 

of this but never told me 

what you want in return?” 

“I want my pack back.” He replies. 

“The pack that you left?” Ezra 

asks. 

“If I would have stayed, they 

would have killed me. I knew 

my pack members would be 

safe because these people 

like to recycle and reuse 

their prisoners of war. It 

would have been a waste for 

them to have killed all of my 

men.” 

“I see. So you have given thought to all of this.” 

“Yes.” 

There is much more to this 

man than he leads on. I have 

a bad feeling about him. 

As their talk leaves the room, 

we all feel like we can 

suddenly breathe once again with my brother out of the 

room. We all look at each 

other but do not say a single thing. 

As the day progresses, the night finally arrives. I leave 

my room and head to the 

game room, just as I do almost every night. 

There are only three more people here. The poor man 

who got his tongue cut out 

today sits in a corner with his brother who protested and almost got his tongue chopped off too. 

Christoph, the man who was my father’s beta, sits here as well, drinking. He learned to play the game quickly when 

Ezra took over. He did not 

once protest when he got 

removed as beta or 

interfered with any of Ezra’s 

decisions. He has kept 

himself invisible from Ezra’s 

radar. 

Suddenly, someone who does not belong here walks in. Matilda, the old cook. She walks in with the pretense of handing out pastries that 

were left over at dinner. 

Something she tends to do 

and did even before Ezra 

took over. She would walk 

around the pack house 

handing them away but this 

time, there is an ulterior 

motive to it. 

“Here you go, young Alpha.” 

“Thank you. Did the grain 

you use come from the outside of the pack?” I ask. 

“No, but I will be using it tomorrow morning for the morning pastries.” 

I nod. “I see.” 

“Then you should probably tell your cooks to use blueberries. It seems they 

are in bloom this season.” 

Cristoph mentions. 

“They have not been in season here.” She says. 

“But they will be…and our 

pack will benefit from it, 

especially with so many.” 

“I see.” She says, pensive. 

“Also…” The guard that 

soothes his brother starts 

speaking. “…make sure to throw the rotten apples away. There is one in particular 

that is at the root of it and 

seems to help all the other apples rot.” 

“Is this apple newly arrived?” 

She asks. 

“Yes.” 

“I see. Very well. Thank you 

for your suggestions.” 

Sugestions…code talk. Only 

those who are not being 

watched can deliver 

messages so she fits the bill 

perfectly. 

We all almost got caught 

meeting once so now our 

meetings are like this. We 

don’t talk to each other 

unless it is by hiding what we are trying to say in a normal 

chitchat. It is still a risk but 

no way we are all going to sit back and let Ezra do what he 

wants. We contemplated 

killing him with poison in 

his food once but Ezra has a 

taster. It was the witch’s idea. 

She was a smart one. It’s a 

good thing she is gone but 

she was the one who kept 

Ezra on a leash. 

Now Ezra is out of control 

and I am not sure anyone will be able to hold his crazy 

back. 

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