The Alpha King's Witch Bride Chapter 36: Unruly Idiots

I watched Odessa shift away from , her frown only deepening as she eyed with disbelief.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" She sneered, glaring at as if I’d gone mad.

Hmph... If anything, she’s the insane one here for thinking she could get rid of so easily.

"You heard , Odessa," I said, my tone plain as I raised my hands in a show of defeat. "And if you don’t believe , ask yourself this question. If I’ve been in denial all this while about us being mates why didn’t I just go ahead and reject you if it were possible?"

She fluttered her eyelids, raising a finger in front of her face as she shook her head, still seeming like she couldn’t take my confession.

Sigh, poor thing...

"You’re bluffing. This has to be so sort of joke." She blurted, a stunned expression on her face.

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes as I finally stood up, staring into her eyes before I remarked. "Take my word for it. The only other way to break the mate bond would be for either or you to die..."

As soon as I said those words, Odessa’s eyes shook with fear as she stared at with dread.

I smirked coldly, tilting my head. "And we don’t want that now, do we?" I queried rhetorically.

She remained silent, left completely speechless.

Seeing this, I shook my head and finally walked into her bathroom and took a shower.

When I was done, I walked back into the room, expecting to et Odessa still sitting there, confused and speechless.

However, I was stunned to see that she was no longer in the room, her clothes nowhere to be found.

"Don’t tell she’s planning to escape," I muttered, scanning my gaze around and sniffing into the air.

I could easily track her by her scent if I wanted to. But I decided against it.

She probably needs so ti to... Process.

"She wouldn’t be able to escape the pack if she tried anyway," I said to myself with a shrug as I grabbed my clothes off the floor and began putting them on. "I have my best man watching after her in case she tries anything stupid."

Just then, Damon scoffed in my head. ’Right... Because you think the Beta doesn’t sleep, huh?’

I chuckled softly to myself but didn’t respond to him.

Even if Marcellus wasn’t currently watching her, the pack is heavily guarded and no one would let her out without my permission.

And even if she were to try relying on magic to escape... She couldn’t.

Shaking my head, I proceeded to walk out of the room, closing the door behind .

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The next day, I opened my eyes only to realize that I was sleeping on my desk in my office, my arms folded underneath my face.

I raised my head, my eyes squinted as I tried rubbing off the sleep.

"What a night..." I muttered to myself, my gaze falling on the mountain of papers in front of .

Why didn’t I have a laptop or sothing to help handle all this shit?

I groaned, brushing my hand through my hair as I rembered everything that happened last night.

After Odessa abruptly left to the moon knows where I decided to bury myself in work.

There was still a lot of paperwork to attend to, including a few letters from the Alphas of the North Arican region.

"These morons know emails still exist, right?" I asked myself with an eye roll as I set one letter aside.

Most of the letters were statents giving details on the latest happenings of their territories. Thanks to the treaty, the witches and humans around the entire region had stopped attacking packs and the packs were slowly doing the sa.

However, there were a few black sheep situations that caught my attention. Most of the Alphas didn’t approve of the treaty and so continued the fight against witches.

Now that was aggravating...

"Hundreds of packs within this goddamned continent and you’d think most of them would have the capacity to think logically," I remarked to myself.

However, before I could talk to myself more, a knock ca on my door.

My eyebrows furrowed as I raised my head, staring at the door curiously.

"Co in!"

The door pushed open and in ca Marcellus, his gaze scanning the office at first before it landed on .

He shook his head with a wry smile on his face. "Dear goddess. Don’t tell you spent all night working." He said with disbelief.

I arched an eyebrow as I leaned back comfortably on my chair and shrugged. "Fine then. I wouldn’t tell you."

He chuckled, causing a slight smile to curl up the corner of my lips.

He proceeded to sit in front of my desk, crossing one leg in front of the other.

"Are the other packs still giving problems?" Marcellus asked with a somber expression.

I nodded, clicking my tongue as I folded my arms in front of my chest. "Indeed. Many unruly idiots are still targeting witches within certain territories, most especially around the US. If this persists, the treaty will be useless." I explained calmly, even though there was frustration in my voice.

Marcellus nodded with a tense expression but was soon trying to lighten the mood.

"Hey, if any Alpha is giving you troubles and undermining your leadership, you could just go dieval on them." He remarked, giving a wink before he made a throat-slitting motion to give a visual image of what he ant.

I smirked, drumming my fingers on the armrest of my chair. If Marcellus knew anything about after the years of our friendship, he’d know that his ’joke’ was sothing I was actually considering.

Anyway, I shook my head before I spoke again. "Our pack will be expecting the Alpha King of the South Arican region and his delegates next week. He wants to see how well this treaty is going."

Marcellus nodded, a grin etched on his face. "Okay then, we could welco him with a party. One of those fancy balls probably." He said.

I nodded in agreent, but my mind soon went to sothing else. Or rather, soone else.

"Marcellus, I want you to tell sothing," I said, leaning in closer and placing my arms in front of .

He squinted his eyes curiously but then nodded his head for to continue.

I drew in a short breath before I continued. "What do you think of Odessa so far?"