chapter 39

Carter The bastard is cocky, and it’s pissing me off that he thinks he’s calling the shots. I watch as John's Beta slinks around his office as we review the plans. Little does he know... “I'm changing the plans,” I tell him. He rocks back on his heels as he passes me my drink where I sit in the armchair. “Excuse me?” “Are you hard of hearing, Beta? I said I am changing the plans.” “We can't. It's too late. I already have everything set in motion,” Clarke says. I raise an eyebrow at his words, watching him over my glass as I take a sip of the cheap whiskey. “Plans change, Beta. You will heed my demands. Comply and you still get your revenge. If not, you will find yourself disposable,” I tell him, watching as the idiot swallows. I would have thought John's Beta would have been more loyal. Turns out he was a snake, just like his daughter—jumped at the opportunity when my father offered to take down John. His price is the pack, and he can have it. “These new plans you speak of?” he asks, l