Chapter one hundred and twenty six

ALPHA ALEXANDER’s POV….

“Goth…” I muttered as Liam held on to my little breeche even tighter, making anger surge through me.

He chuckled as he took a step closer to me while I pulled my sword out.

“What did you think, Alpha Alexander? You’d stab me and then leave me under the rain, but I’d die?” He clicked his tongue as he ran his fingers through his hair.

“Things don’t work that way, you know.” He said and I held on tighter to my sword.

“You bastards!” I cursed and just as I made to rush towards them, my little breeche stretched her hand, shaking her head as tears streamed down her cheeks.

“No!” She screamed. “Don’t come any closer. He’ll kill me.” She gasped and nothing but anger and hatred surged through me.

Oh, these bastards.

“What do you want, you lowlifes? Let go of her now!” I snarled at them, but all they did was chuckle.

“You already know what I want, don’t you, Alexander? And I have her in my arms already.” Liam said as he kept the knife fixed at her neck and I could feel J