Chapter 32

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NOTE: The Rated R Version of this chapter is in "Private Chapters". I am NOT trying to make anyone a pervert. Really really. But I wrote this chapter with the mating scenes before, and then I had to edit it out to keep it PG-13. This chapter will still be a bit racy, but nothing you can't handle. HOWEVER, I think it would make a lot more sense if you read the original version--before I had to edit out the scenes. I feel like it's more powerful. Your choice, though.

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Chapter 32


“I don’t think I heard you right,” Derek said, slowly, sounding shocked. It was the first thing he’d said after I told him what I wanted, and he’d taken a long time to speak up.

“You did. I want you to kill Tristan,” I repeated.

“I think I have to call Caine,” Derek told me, sounding like he was shuffling things on his side.

“What? Why would you do that?” I asked him, panicking—thinking that I shouldn’t have trusted Derek not to tell anything to Caine.

“It appears that his mate has lost her mind,” Derek replied, and he had the audacity to laugh.

“This is not a joke, Derek. It’s what I want,” I repeated, my voice firm. It was hard to hide how annoyed I was because he wasn’t even trying to take me seriously.

“You do realize who you are talking to, right, Charlotte? You are not that much out of it?”

“If this is how you’re going to act, I’m gonna hang up,” I warned him.

“Tristan is my Alpha and he also happens to be my father.”

“It would be the ultimate way of showing that you truly want peace between Knight and Locus Pack,” I replied.

“If I killed him, I’d not only be committing treason, but I’d also be an asshole. He is my father, Charlotte.”

It was rare to hear him saying my name. It wasn’t that he hadn’t called me by my name before, but I’d grown too used to the taunts from anyone in Knight Pack.

“I told you what I wanted.”

“You want the impossible,” he retorted, raising his voice.

“You asked me to be creative. You just said I hadn’t impressed you.”

“Charlotte, for fucks sake! I can’t believe you’re trying to negotiate this with me!”

“You know what I want. Trust me when I say this, Derek—you either agree to my terms, or get used to this rivalry between Locus and Knight Pack. I will make sure that Caine never has a sit down with you unless you agree to this.”

With that said, I hung up on him.

It felt good to say the last word. I was left wondering how he would react, but the satisfaction of hanging up on him made up for it.

When Caine arrived that afternoon, I was in high spirits. Caine picked up on it pretty fast. I was smiling and giggling about any little thing.

“Did something happen?” he asked.

We’d been sitting outside, taking advantage of the beautiful day out. It was only slightly strange to see Caine sitting down on the grass with me, over a blanket. We were having a picnic, and Caine was amused.

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