The Alpha's Gamble - Chapter 27: Chapter 27

NOAH
“Trevor, you’re back!”
“Hey, why’d you leave?”
Voices, people, everywhere. I tried to pull the fucker away from the crowd by dragging him into the gym but because of the rain, everyone was heading inside to continue their workout and now we were swarmed. Seeing his disgusting face beam when everyone greeted him made the vomit hard to keep down. One of our pack's best warriors, a great leader who helped train some of our best and who everyone looked up to was suddenly back and it was like he had risen from the dead. A place I’d like to send him back to.
The niceties were making my blood boil, a fucking headache worked its way up my neck and I begged for one of the warriors to bump into me so I had a reason to knock them out.
“Calm the fuck down, they’re your people,” Onyx growled.
“Not him, he’s an intruder, I could kill him and be in the right,”
“You do that, I'm sure it’ll go over well with Madeline,” why the fuck did he care how she would feel about it? Besides, I’m sure she’d be ecstatic if I broke the news to her: your dad’s dead, you’re welcome.
She deserved better anyway.
Five more seconds is all I would give them. Trevor raised his head, looked at me over the heads of the crowd, and caught the growing agitation on my face.
“Why don’t you guys call it for today, me and Noah have a few things we need to work out,” they all clapped him on his shoulder.
“You’re staying for good now, right?”
Fuck no, he better say no, or I swear.
A slight hesitation made him choke on his words but then they fell like a fucking nuke.
“I might, it’s hard finding a place as good as this one,”
Wrong answer.
They piled out of the gym and when I heard the door close behind the last person, I was in Trevor’s face with my hands on his collar and pushed him back against the corner of the ring.
“You’re not staying here. My brother inviting you was a mistake; you don’t have a place here anymore. If I were you, I’d get the fuck out of this pack while you still have legs to walk on,”
The fear that was there at the start of my threat was wearing off.
He swallowed it like a bitch and stuck his chin out.
“Maybe it’s not my place, but you’re not Alpha yet, Noah. You don’t have the say-so in whether I stay or not,”
This motherfucker.
I stepped closer and tightened my grip on his collar, standing taller over his crouched body by a few inches, but I was using them.
“I can still make it so,” I said, staring into his empty soul to make sure he saw the promise in mine.
“It was a mistake to leave the first time, I’m not making it again,” why did it suddenly feel like that vague half-assed promise to maybe stay was turning into reality?
It was getting harder not to knock him on his ass, my knuckles turned white, and my chest puffed out when I held a breath to keep myself together.
Fuck it.
I dropped him and he stumbled an inch but fixed himself quickly.
The carpet would look good stained with his blood.
“You stay away from Maddie.” I don’t why I said that.
“Why would you say that?” I don’t know.
Without answering him, because why the fuck would I? I turned around and left.
“She’s my daughter, Noah. I’m sure she has questions,”
I stopped by the door, my shoulders raised, and I turned halfway. If I turned completely, I couldn’t promise to not leave this gym without at least breaking his legs.
“Maybe she does, but you won’t be the one to answer them,” I said. That half-man broke her, there’s a war inside her that she never mentions but it’s there, I see it. I feel it. It calms down when she’s near me, but then as soon I step back it returns and there’s nothing I can do about it. Not that I’m sure why I even would.
But whatever the fuck is going on with her, I’m not letting him make it worse.
“Stay the fuck away from her,” I warned and left the gym.
Maddie was probably hidden away in her room, so I tapped into the pack bond to sense her but why was it weak?
The link should be strong within the pack and looking up toward her window the weird cube lamp her mom bought for her was lit. She had to be there.
I clenched my jaw and hurried around the hedge, but something was off, I stopped on the driveway and looked at my car; the scratches from the ride the other day had been buffed out, and the rain covered the polished black in droplets.
My father’s car was there, and Clara’s stood next to his, the spare car was in the corner under the tree collecting the most debris because nobody else wanted a dirty car, but one was missing. Where the fuck was Logan’s car?
Now when I looked up toward Maddie’s window, I was filled with a restless feeling on some shit being way off. That girl better be in her fucking room.