Alpha Razor King-Chapter 86: The Elders Call.

**Isabella**

I was happy to finally step out of my room after a week. Razor had originally grounded me for two weeks, but to my surprise, he let me off the hook after just one. After breakfast, I decided to go out to the garden for some fresh air. Razor was out of town with Chris, taking care of some business.

As I walked into the garden, I saw Dean lounging on the bench, smoking a cigarette. He looked up, surprised to see me.

"Luna," he greeted, quickly standing up.

"Dean," I replied, sitting down next to him. "Is there a problem?"

"I can’t be seen sitting too close to you," he explained nervously. "I don’t want to get into trouble."

"Oh, come on," I rolled my eyes. "I don’t think Razor will mind."

"You made him go back to how he really is now," Dean said with a sigh. "He’s gotten scarier."

"Really?" I chuckled. "I didn’t mean to."

Dean glanced at his hand, and I noticed that one finger was missing. Razor had torn it out during a moment of anger.

"I’m so sorry about that, Dean," I apologized, feeling guilty.

"It’s alright," he smiled, waving his hand dramatically. "At least I’m alive."

"You’re hilarious, Dean," I chuckled, grateful for his lightheartedness in a tense situation.

"You seem happy," Dean remarked, crushing his cigarette under his shoe.

"I am," I couldn’t help but smile. "He’s finally forgiven me."

"I’m happy for you," Dean nodded, giving me a playful smile.

"Where’s our little alpha?" he asked.

"He’s inside sleeping," I replied. "And Dean, it’s Nathan."

"What?" Dean raised an eyebrow.

"His name is Nathan," I repeated, more clearly this time. "We named him after my dad."

"That’s great," Dean said. "Your parents were lovely people."

"They were," I sighed. "I miss them so much."

Dean looked at me, as if wanting to say something, but he seemed at a loss for words.

"I’m so tired," I said, stretching my arms. "I need to go inside and get some sleep."

"I’ll go take care of some errands nearby," Dean announced with a nod. "If you’ll excuse me, Luna."

He walked out of the mansion, and I headed straight inside.

As I entered the mansion, I was annoyed to see Kelsey waiting at the entrance. She crossed her arms and glared at me, which immediately put me on edge.

"What are you doing?" I asked, stepping in front of her.

"I should be asking you that," she retorted. "What were you doing in the garden with Dean?"

"Are you implying something happened between Dean and me?" I asked, incredulous.

"I don’t know," she laughed dryly. "But I’m sure the boss will not appreciate his wife talking with his right-hand man."

I felt a surge of anger at her insinuation. "There’s nothing going on between Dean and me. We were just talking."

"You expect me to believe that?" Kelsey scoffed, rolling her eyes. "I’ve been watching the both of you closely."

"Shut up," I snapped, raising my chin up. "Don’t make me lose my temper, Kelsey. I’m your Luna, and you’ll respect me."

"Luna?" she scoffed again. "You left for over a year, don’t forget." 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"And I came back," I told her, trying to keep my voice steady. "You had better learn some manners, or I’ll be forced to deal with you."

"Did I lie?" Kelsey retorted bitterly. "I was the one who was here for the boss all this while..." She trailed off as I delivered a stinging slap to her cheek.

"You witch, you slapped me!" she exclaimed, holding her face in shock.

I raised my hand and slapped her again. "Call me a witch again and see what happens."

She held her face, eyes widened in surprise. I was done with her nonsense and would treat her tantrums accordingly.

"Now get out of my sight!" I ordered, waving my hand dismissively.

She turned to leave, but I called her back. "And if I ever catch you trying to mess with my husband, I’ll break your legs."

She didn’t say anything, but frowned before going to her room.

I sighed, relaxing my breath. I was done being nice. If Kelsey wanted to see a wicked witch, then that’s what she would get.

I went to my room and lunged at the bed tiredly. I wasn’t totally sleepy; I just really missed Razor. I’d been trying to convince him for the past week to allow me to move to his room, but he wasn’t budging.

I just really wanted to be close to him all day, to breathe in his scent, to sleep in his arms. And most importantly, I was dying to fuck him. It had been so long already, and whenever I saw him, I got horny instantly.

I rolled over onto my back, staring at the ceiling. I knew Razor had his reasons for wanting to take things slowly, especially with everything that had happened. But the longing and desire were overwhelming. I needed him, not just emotionally but physically.

I decided I would talk to him again, and try to persuade him gently. Maybe he would understand how much I needed him, how much I craved his touch. Closing my eyes, I drifted into a sleep, and I just knew my dreams will be filled with thoughts of Razor.

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**Razor**

I knelt beside the lifeless body, the keen eyes scrutinizing the deep, savage wound at the neck area.

"This doesn’t look like an ordinary werewolf bite,"I remarked slowly. "It looks like the work of those stupid creatures."

Chris brow furrowed in confusion. "But I thought they were all dead, along with Damon," he said.

"We did get rid of all of them," I replied, rising to his feet, my gaze still fixed on the corpse. "But the problem is, when we got back to the Hives club, the device was fucking gone."

Chris’s eyes widened in realization. "Boss, do you think Beta Tom took Damon’s device for himself?"

I nodded grimly. "I’m beginning to think so.." I trailed off, the air was suddenly thick with tension.

I stood, senses alert, scanning the surroundings. The approaching footsteps were unmistakable - werewolves. I could smell them before I saw them.

"Chris," I murmured, not taking my eyes off the approaching figures. "Get ready."

Chris moved beside me, his posture tense, ready for any sign of danger.

As the figures drew closer, their forms becoming clearer in the fading light, I could see it was Alpha Carl leading the pack.

"It’s Alpha Carl, boss," Chris whispered, his voice low but urgent.

I nodded, my gaze unwavering as Alpha Carl and his pack approached. His eyes swept over the scene, taking in the dead bodies on the ground.

"Alpha Razor," Alpha Carl greeted me with a nod, his tone neutral but with a hint of curiosity. "What a pleasant surprise. I never thought I’d see you here, especially since you’ve refused to honor the invitation of the elders."

I studied Alpha Carl for a moment, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp. I knew he was trying to gauge my reaction, to know why I was here .

"I’m here on my own business," I replied calmly, keeping my tone neutral. "What brings you and your pack out here?"

Alpha Carl’s expression didn’t change, but I could sense the tension in the air. "We received reports of activity in this area," he said cryptically. "We came to investigate."

I nodded, understanding. "Well, as you can see, whatever was here is now gone," I gestured to the scene around us. "

Alpha Carl’s eyes were still fixed on me. "Do you have any idea what went down here?" he asked, his tone casual but his gaze sharp.

I shrugged nonchalantly, feigning ignorance. "Not really," I lied smoothly. "I was just passing by and stumbled upon these bodies."

My men had called and informed me about the bodies and how the bite marks seemed like the work of Damon’s creation. I wanted to confirm it for myself.

Alpha Carl’s smile didn’t reach his eyes as he nodded. "Alright, we’ll investigate and get back to you," he said, his voice betraying a hint of suspicion.

"I don’t fucking care to know," I replied dismissively, already turning to leave. "Then I’ll be taking my leave."

I motioned for Chris to follow me, but Alpha Carl’s voice stopped me in my tracks.

"Alpha Razor," he called out, and I froze, unwilling to turn back and face whatever news he had to deliver. "It’s about Alpha Dave. The elders are angry at the brutal way in which you killed him. They’re giving you three more days to show up or there will be consequences. Also remember your brother, Cross."

I clenched my jaw, the mention of my brother’s name stirring up a mix of emotions within me. "Is that all?" I asked, my voice cold and controlled.

"That’ll be all," Alpha Carl replied evenly.

"Tell them I’ll get back to them sooner," I said sharply before turning away, walking briskly down the dirt road.

The news of the elders’ anger didn’t faze me. I had more pressing matters to attend to, and I couldn’t afford to be distracted by their threats. My brother’s captivity was a wound that still throbbed with pain, I had a mission to rescue him, and nothing would stand in my way.