Chapter 2

Alpha Soren McIntosh’s pov

Storming into my home office, I growled sternly in frustration, “Why are there Vaewolves in my pack?!”

My Beta Jax shook his head at me, then said, “You killed the girl's father and all the other hybrids, sir. But the vampires are still breeding with the wolves, and if they are mates, you can't stop it.”

“Bullshit,” I snarled as my fist pounded on my desk, “Hybrids should NOT exist!”

Jax exhaled slowly as he poured two glasses of my expensive bourbon.

Handing me a glass, he said, “I don't believe that all of them are like Marietta, Alpha. You can't punish an entire species over the one that broke your heart.”

My eyes burned into him as I curled my lip sourly at his words.

No one brought up my ex-mate and lived, besides him.

Shrugging, he added, “Plus you've got to keep Devan out of the union with her.”

And that was a problem. My son was a hybrid but didn't gain the extra entity like a true Vaewolf. He was just stronger and more gifted than the rest of his peers.

“I think his having Nathan as a close friend has kept any issues at bay. He has taught him how to drink blood from forest animals,” I commented after draining my liquor.

My office door opened slightly, and I saw my son peeking inside.

“Dad? What are you going to do about the girl on the post, and why is she up there being whipped again?”

I glanced over at my beta, and he clenched his teeth before excusing himself.

“Go on and explain it to your son; I'm going to check on the livestock,” Jax growled.

“Tell the guards to take the girl to the northern border. At least there she will be tempted by the human populace,” I huffed, then told my son to take a seat.

“What did you really want to ask me, Devan?”

He looked at me with intelligent dark eyes and asked me directly why we hated the Vaewolf.

“Why did the Moon Goddess create them if they're all bad?”

Rubbing my eyes as images of his treacherous mother flashed in my mind made me growl low in my throat.

“Because Vaewolves have two mates. One for each of their entities. They are cold and emotionless creatures,” I answered sternly, giving him pause.

“Is that the reason you remove them from the pack?”

Thrumming my fingers on my desk, I made an annoyed grunt and said, “Vaewolf are rogue and don't assimilate to a pack. They follow their own rules and follow their own drum beats. Now enough about them. Go train with the guards and take your pal Nathan, or go to the village bar and have a drink,” I stated.

As he stood, he smiled.

“So Nathan's cool because he is just a vampire and you don't want to share your good liquor.”

Nodding, I chuckled and told him that was it exactly. Then I watched him head out of my office.

Retrieving my bourbon, I topped off my glass and furrowed my brow.

“I will keep the Vaewolves away from my pure pack, no matter if I have to kill them all off myself,” I swore to the empty air and downed my second drink.

Out my window, I watched my guards drag the young female. She was kicking and scratching as they started to haul her towards the north of my land.

“Good riddance to rubbish,” I snorted before pouring myself another glassful.