The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 72
But of course, like all good things in this life, it had to.
“Mate.”
For a split second I had hoped it was this Goddess that uttered that dreaded word, but her lips never moved. To my dismay, she turned away to look at Hestia who abruptly stood up. And reluctantly, my gaze followed hers until I was met with another pair of blue eyes.
This time, a lot less appealing and a whole lot more infuriating.
The obvious desire in Hestia’s eyes rubbed me the wrong way and I found my wolf growling at the claim she laid on us once again. I thought with our last encounter and all the rejected meeting requests, she would understand I was in no way going to accept her and give into her selfish schemes.
“Alpha Locksworth, thank you so much for coming here to talk about the situation with my daughter, Hestia. Alpha Crestfield, if you will, Alpha Walker still has yet to say
his part.”

My gaze fell to the Beta and he fidgeted in his place. The nervousness inside of him didn’t require werewolf instincts to detect. His face said it all by itself. Immediately, Selene glared at the Beta. All sorts of emotions swirled inside her but the most noticeable one was anger. Weston had found this amusing. He had a a smug look on his face like he was just waiting for hell to break loose.
My eyes drifted to the man Hestia sat beside and knew instantly that this was Alpha Walker. The brunette with green eyes that looked forward. He had yet to say something and honestly, the look on his face as he stared at Selene made my blood boil. But I forced that thick emotion to the back of my mind when I returned my focus on the woman who so tightly held my interest with the palm of her hand.
“I have no business here. If it isn’t pack related, I’m not interested.”
She said with a certain edge to her voice. Then without another moment’s hesitation she turned on her heel and began to walk toward the door. Now that I thought about it, she was already planning to leave when I made my entrance.
My lips moved on their own accord before I could even consider what to say.
“I’ll have to second that. I didn’t come here to entertain your daughter’s delusion from three weeks ago, Dixon.”
Selene visibly flinched. I could’ve sworn I saw her shiver but it could also be my desires clashing with reality. What I knew for sure, however, was that Beta Dixon was glaring daggers at me. His wolf was threatening to switch over, clearly dissatisfied with the way I had completely shut down his daughter.
“Are you denying my daughter? Your mate?”
Is it possible to kill someone with your eyes?
I ignore Weston’s input in our link and stare unamused at the Beta. My patience had long been wearing thin from all this nonsense. Now, in front of Selene, it was getting worse. I rose a brow, slightly amused but still really f ucking p issed. I was amused at the fact this Beta was spilling forth his dominance. If he really wanted to challenge me, I would have no problem re-painting Alpha Walker’s walls red.
I’m sure he has enough blood for the entire room.
Maybe even for a small storage room.
“Frankly, yes. I’ll say this only once: she isn’t my mate, but she is a liar.”
I looked over to a reddened Hestia who flinched under my gaze. She looked uncomfortable, her focus switching back and forth between me and the floor. She sank back into her seat beside Walker timidly. Her hands h ooking around one another.