Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 89: Alpha, Beta, Delta, Gamma, and Epsilon

Just as Ethan entered the meeting room, he sensed a subtle but unmistakable hostility in the air. Though the envoys from Clan Greymoore wore polite smiles and carried themselves with the grace of seasoned diplomats, Ethan could see right through them. Their eyes told a different story... one of disdain and superiority.

He knew why.

It was no secret that his father, Professor Adrian Raynor, had never been fond of conflict. Known for his gentle nature and brilliance in academia, Adrian was often called the "Scholar Alpha" of the Raynor Clan. Despite his status as an alpha, he had never engaged in any pack politics. Instead, he immersed himself in the natural sciences and magical theory, attending seminars and hosting conferences around the world.

Growing up under such a man, Ethan had followed in his footsteps. He had tagged along to countless conferences and lectures, soaking in the knowledge but never the hunger for dominance or physical power. Like his father, he despised showing strength for the sake of pride. Yet he was also keenly aware of one undeniable truth... in werewolf society, strength reigned supreme.

After taking his seat at the head of the conference table, Ethan adjusted his cufflinks and said smoothly, "Apologies, gentlemen, for keeping you waiting. Now, let’s discuss the matter at hand."

The Greymoore Clan had indirect control over the largest construction company operating in Stockport and the Tameside boroughs. Officially, the company was owned by the Brown family... with Oliver Brown, a sitting Member of Parliament, as its most prominent face. But Ethan knew the truth. The Greymoores controlled it from the shadows, using the Browns as their public front.

That was precisely why Ethan had strategically avoided those areas until now. He had first expanded into Trafford, Salford, Oldham, and Rochdale... surrounding Manchester with a firm business presence. Before pushing into Bury, Bolton, and Wigan, he had decided to turn his attention to Stockport and Tameside. But now, with the Greymoores sniffing around, the battle lines had been drawn.

Joseph Greymoore, the man leading the envoy, broke the silence. "Mr. Raynor, this feels like an insult. We travelled all the way from London out of respect for your family name. Otherwise, a phone call should have been enough."

Ethan smirked. "Mr. Greymoore, what can I say? There was a family emergency. But now that I’m here, let’s continue, shall we?"

Joseph’s lips tightened. "What is your stance on our proposal?"

back casually. "Ah, forgive me. My memory’s a bit scattered today. What was your

jaw clenched. "Our proposal is simple. We request that you refrain from expanding into Stockport and Tameside. We’ve conducted business there for years. Surely there

I haven’t stopped you from entering Oldham or Manchester. It’s a free country. If we happen to operate in the same territory, we can simply coexist. You do your business, and I do

to something more threatening. "Mr. Raynor, you can do business anywhere in the world. But as a fellow werewolf, you should respect another clan’s

I checked, your turf was

Greymoore delegation. Joseph’s face turned crimson, and the others bristled in unison. Ethan’s words were

tension in the

shadow, could barely stay on his feet. If not for Ethan’s protective

him to show restraint in front of a human while

to a near-growl. "Mr. Ethan Raynor, you’ve shown no respect to our delegation.

of the room.

entered their black SUVs and drove

the highway, Joseph pulled out his phone and dialled Lucian Greymoore, who is a born alpha and the Young Master of their clan, and first in line

belief. He thinks the Raynor name makes him untouchable. He completely disregarded our goodwill and insulted our clan. I believe it’s

but there was an edge of satisfaction. "You did well. I’ll inform Father. Don’t worry... I’ll make sure Ethan pays for

a powerful clan like the Raynors had only fifteen born alphas. Among them, only one could be the True Alpha, the recognized

functioned as betas when under the leadership of a true alpha. Then there were omegas... lone wolves or outcasts who operated

structure didn’t stop there. Among the born betas, several subclasses existed. Deltas were physical powerhouses, born with exceptional combat prowess. They formed the core