Twenty Eight

Gamma Harris sat on the floor on a big pillow with a file open in front of him. He was just done arranging the furniture in the room; he got rid of the previous beta's clothes and belongings and arranged the room to his taste. The large bed below the window overlooked another busy city below him. He put a table just beside the bed with a lamp on top of it. There was a television screen on the walls at the feet of his bed, a refrigerator just beside the door, and a hanger a few inches beside it. He had served as the pack's gamma for almost six years now, and he was excited about his new position even though he knew he didn't get it in a proper way. It was all thanks to Alina, who had managed to accuse Beta Steven, who was now dead, and make him the next person in line for that position. Thinking of Alina, Harris shakes his head, wondering how stupid she is.

He was the guy who, years ago, was fated to be Alina's mate by the moon gods, but because Alina was determined to get married to Alpha Killan and not him, she accused him of selling the pack's secrets to the neighborhood pack, and thus he was jailed for ten years. After he was out, he swore to avenge her, but first he was to use her to get all the things he desired in life. Getting plastic surgery done to change his face wasn't difficult, and when the procedure was all done, he made his way to Alpha Killan's pack, where he heard there was a Gamma's interview getting arranged. He thanked his stars because, among the hundreds of candidates that had gone for the interview, he was the lucky one.

Slowly, he made his way towards Alina's life, and because he was her mate, she didn't take long before recognizing him, and that was when their secret meetings started. They spent nights together until they couldn't take their hands off each other. All this while, Alina had no idea that he was her mate, and he wasn't planning to tell her either because he knew her likes. She would accuse him just like he did with Camila, Elder Peter, and Beta Steven, and Killan, who was blinded by her false love, would just get rid of him just like he did with the other three.

What Alina had fed Killan wasn't known to him anymore, but he knew that Alpha Killan was the most foolish man in the world. Yes, he might be ruthless and the strongest Alpha, leading the largest pack in the world, but he's stupid! If it were not for the fact that he was also planning to avenge him for sending him behind bars long ago after Alina's accusations, even without conducting an investigation, he would have made him realize Alina's true intentions in his life.

It was Beta Stevens who was about to expose her on the day he was thrown into the pit of fire. Alina had eavesdropped on his conversation with Elder Peter. He and Alina didn't know how, but Beta Stevens had found evidence against her. He had been stalking her since the first day Camila suspected her, and he had accumulated enough evidence to send her behind bars for the rest of her life. Because Beta Stevens had also found out about his relationship with her, he helped Alina set them, even though at first he didn't want to.

Alina promised that he would ask Killan to give him the beta position, and because it had been his dream since the very first day he walked into their pack, he agreed, knowing that now was his chance to strike. Being a beta meant being close to the Alpha and learning about the pack's secrets; although Alina had released them, he would still learn some more, like the pack's finances and some other important things.

Harris rose from the floor and walked to the fridge, where he took a can of soda and some cookies. Flipping through the file and signing the places where he was supposed to, he kept it aside and enjoyed his snack. The next day was going to be a great day for him and everyone else in the pack too. He would be sworn in as the pack's beta and help in the choosing of the best gamma candidate, which he already had—a person who had the same mission as him—to ruin Alina and Killan, and he was just waiting for the perfect time to swear him in.

Harris walked to the fridge to take another can of soda, but his bedroom door was pushed open, and Alina walked in with puffy red eyes.

"What brings you here?" He asked rudely, walking back to sit on the pillow on the floor.

"Aren't you happy to see me?" She inquired in such a hoarse, grating voice. If it were not for the evidence on her face that she had been crying, Harris would have thought that she had swallowed a frog and a few stones besides. On that thought, Haris looked at her and laughed in such infectious glee that all and sundry could count his thirty-two clean and strong sets of teeth.

Alina clicked agrily at his behavior and walked to sit on his neatly arranged bed. "What's so funny?" She inquired.

Harris stopped laughing; his eyes froze and narrowed so that the deep blue in them seemed to freeze Alina's innards. Clearing her throat, she changed the subject to, "Are you free?"

"I am not." Harris responded, tearing his gaze from her to the files on his laps: As you can see, I am making the final touches to my new position, so please, I'll advise you to leave me alone."

"But I am in trouble, Harris. I have helped you until now, so please help me out." She begged, nearly falling on her knees.

"What kind of help do you need now? I kept our relationship a secret like you wanted to, helped you in setting Beta Steven's and Elder Peter's, threw the evidence they had against you with them in that hole of fire; what else do you need, selfish bitch?" He asked, eyeing her furiously. He had already gotten what he wanted from her, getting him closer to Alpha Killan, so he needed nothing more from her.

"Watch your tongue, Beta Harris," she yelled, standing on her feet. "Don't forget, I am your Luna and the person who gave that position to you. I can strip you down from it and make you disappear forever." She warned.

Luna, my foot!" He spat. 'I am not Camila, whom you can strip down from her position and make disapper." I am Harris; always remember that," he growled, walked closer to her, and tightened his grip on her neck. "Did I make myself clear?" He asked, lifting her from the ground. Alina coughed, struggling to breathe, and when she nodded in agreement, he let her fall, hitting her back on the ground. "Good, now you better say what you want, or else I'll make sure you won't get out of here alive. Anyway, killing you has no fun at all. I want you to see you suffer, so I'll expose you in front of the whole pack and make sure that you remain in the dungeon forever," he warned, a smirk on his face.

Speak, woman!" he yelled at her when she remained silent. Looking at him in shock. Alina gasped, stood on her face, and stammered, "I... I need some money."

"Money? Huh?" He smirked. Do I look like a walking bank to you? Do I look like your billionaire husband?" He sneered, getting closer to her in a dangerous way. "I and you only agreed on one thing, woman, and that is for you to please me, and I will keep your secrets safe. So, strip!" He demanded.

On one order, all Alina's clothes were off her body, and she was left standing, trembling in the coldness of the room. It was raining outside, and the AC was turned on. Telling Harris to turn off would bring her more pain and nothing else. Alina had no idea when Harris had changed. In the first month he came to the pack, their relationship was better, and she spent each night wishing for a day to arrive soon so that she could go back to him.

He was the man she had been desiring—gentle, caring, sweet, and good in bed. He took care of her and made sure that she did not lack anything in her life. It was years later, after she gave out their baby life so as to frame Camila, that he completely changed. Alina had no idea if that was his true character and he had been pretending all along, or if he was just angry because their baby was no more. But why would he? He had given his consent as long as he benefited from it, which he did. So she was left with one response—that was the real him. He had been hiding his beast for a really long time now, and he couldn't anymore. She tried to end things with him, threatening him that she'd ask Killan to banish him from the pack, but he just laughed her threat off.

In fact, the day she threatened him, that same night he came to their room and made her please him in Alpha Killan's presence. It was good that she had drugged him so that she could go over his accounts to steal some money; otherwise, she didn't know what could have happened to the two of them. He even warned her to never think of dumping him because he held all the evidence against all the things she had done, so to make sure her saint image was still there among the people of the pack and Alpha Kilan, she was ready to go through all the pains she would be subjected to by him. Now she was nothing but a sex slave to him and a person who could make him fulfill all his dreams.

Harris bent her on her table and thrust into her without any warning. Due to the lack of wetness, Alina screamed when she felt the corners of her pussycat tearing apart. She tried to tell him that she was hurting, but he thrust even deeper, releasing a warning growl. Alina cried silently, praying that he would get done soon. She didn't know for how long she was bent over that table, being fucked roughly with no mercy, but after, like, forever, she heard him groaning behind her, and she felt a load of juices released deep into her cunt.

He then thrust her out, slapped her on the cheeks, and pushed her away from him. Harris smirked at her, asking her to wipe her tears or else he would take her again, and when she wiped them, he docked to her level, roughed her hair as if she were his kid, laughed out loud, a laughter that had always made her feel nauseous, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Alina took that chance to slip on the floor and cry her heart out. Her pussycat was on fire, and she had no idea if she could walk or not. When she heard the bathroom door creaking open, she wiped her tears, picked up her clothes from the ground, and wore them. She then sat silently in a corner, watching Harris get dressed. He had demanded that she spend the night with him every night. She tried telling him that it was risky because Alpha Killan would suspect her, but he said that was not his problem but her business to worry about. Now, for the past week, she has been left with no choice but to drug Kilan so that she can spend the nights with Harris, who does nothing but hurt her and leave her to sleep on the cold floor.

"A few more days, Alina, and all this will end." She told herself She had already planned that if Harris agreed to help her, she would finally get the chance to get rid of him because she would frame him. That work was to be done by Camila, but her last attempt to piss her off and make her clean the underground library failed. There was a secret bank hidden there for emergency purposes. It was only Camila who could open it by pressing her thumb on those doors, but now that she was no more, Alpha Kilan had changed the thumb print to hers, but there was no way she was going there alone. She needs someone who can tamper with the CCTV cameras down there so that she can take out all the money and pay the guards who were threatening to expose her during the next day's meeting, which would be attended by all the alphas of the universe, to plan ways of trapping the lost Lycan in the woods.

With the help of the fake Alpha Cameroon, they decided to use Harriss, who was hungry for money, which he didn't work for. After she's done taking out half of the money, she will talk Harris into running away, and then she will nab that chance to hide some more and raise an alarm telling people that the beta abducted her, forced her to open the banks, and has run away.

"What help do you need?" Harris's voice jarred her from her thoughts.

"We are going to rob the underground bank." She smirked, feeling new energy sip through her body. Even with the pain between her legs, she couldn't feel it anymore.

"It better be easy." Harris smirked, giving her a hand to help her up.

"It is." She smiled as she watched Harris lead the way out of his room. Pulling her phone from her pocket, Alina sent a message to her ally with smiling emojis.

"The plan is set." She said, "Get ready!" And to the guards who were blackmailing her, she sent another one.

"Expect your money in two hours."