CHAPTER FOUR

VITO

“Alpha!” They all chorused.

A feeling of pride and completeness washed over me.

“Finally.” My lips curved into a smirk.

The entire pack went on their knees, chanting.

“Alpha.”

“Alpha Vito Caputo,” a voice everyone in the pack dreaded suddenly calls out my name. The smile on my lips wiped off and I immediately turned in the direction of the voice. There stood Camilla, the pack’s seer holding onto her old crooked walking stick for support. Her eyes were trained on me and the look on her face wasn't a pleasant one.

“You should leave whatever you have to say till tomorrow. The Alpha just ascended today, we wouldn't want anything to spoil the mood,” Fabrizio said, moving close to her to lead her out.

Camilla’s prophesies were never pleasant. Never has she uttered anything pleasant. Each time she sees things, it's always a tragedy. 

“Only a fool thinks my words will bring a stop to the merriment,” Camilla said.

Fabrizio tried to retort, but I raised my hand, signalling him to keep calm.

“Let her talk, Fab.”

“The position you've taken is a daring one. All Alphas before you died because of the position…You wouldn't be an exception. You'll conquer, thrive and rule with great wisdom. But a woman shall be the end of you.” Saying this, she shook her head like she always did, then turned around and walked away.

“Such a joy kill,” Stefano commented from a corner, an annoying smile on his lips.

“Why does she always spoil the mood?” Fabrizio mumbled beside me.

Unfazed, I faced the members of the pack.

“You can carry your merriment to your homes, it's the Moon Goddess’s ascension day, and I wouldn't want to steal your time.”

Bowing, they all turned around to leave, when the Godfather’s voice suddenly resonated.

“You have to choose your beta tonight.” 

His words brought every movement to an abrupt stop. The entire lack of members turned to face me. An amused smirk crossed my face. 

For a moment, I noticed the Godfather signalling some members of the pack. 

“Stefano will be the beta,” they began to chant.

Soon, everyone joined the chant. Looking in Stefano’s direction, an arrogant smirk crossed his face.

“Enough,” I boomed.

The entire place became silent.

“I have no business with Stefano. His father may have been my father’s beta, but that doesn't mean he would be mine. Fabrizio will be my beta. And anyone that fails to respect and acknowledge him will be severely punished. And trust me, you don't want to know how.” Saying this, I turned around and walked away.

“Vito!” The Godfather boomed.

“It's Alpha for you, Adriano.”

I took a step forward, then stopped and turned back to him.

“You'll officially step down as the Godfather. It's unheard of for you to be the Godfather when I've ascended as the Alpha. I'll take charge of the pack’s business and everything thereof.”

“You don't have the power to make any decision. You might be the Alpha now, but I control every single affair here,” He countered. 

His black eyes turned grey as he stared at me.

The entire place began eerie.

A smirk found its way to my face. I stood watching him. Clutching the slowly healing wound I had inflicted on his neck earlier, Adriano walked over the large podium-like stairs.

“Vito Caputo might have taken the position of the Alpha, but he is still a kid with no direction. I promised his father I would take care of the pack. So, I won't step down as the Godfather. I'd remain in the position,” he declared.

“Have you ever seen two leaders in the same pack?” I asked, smirking in amusement.

What Adraino has just done is an insult to me as an Alpha. 

“This pack might as well start that,” he countered, staring right into my eyes.

Blaze fumed.

“Don't you dare look the Alpha in the eye,” Fabrizio stepped forward.

Adriano gave him a downgrading look.

“Don’t get ahead of yourself boy. Stefano will be the beta….You have no place in this pack. You are just an outsider and outsiders can never rule us, right?” He yelled.

Once again the particular part of the crowd that had begun the chant earlier. Roared in acknowledgement and soon, everyone joined.

I stood there, enjoying their display of madness, my face straight and unfazed.

“Howl from now to the next full moon, it wouldn't make me change my words. Fabrizio will be my beta. And you Adriano will step down…”

“What if I don't,” he challenged.

“Your loss then.”

With that being said, I spared the pack members a sideways glance and walked away. Fabrizio trailing behind me.

“Adrian and his son wouldn't just stay quiet. We have to be prepared for whatever stunt they’d pull,” he mumbled, as we moved further away from the pack house.

“Send Vitalia to my playroom,” I muttered, ignoring what he said earlier.

Sighing, he turned around and walked away. Getting to my room, I stripped off the clothes and found my way into the bathroom. Turning on the shower, I let the water flow without restraint. My hand trailed on the numerous tattoos on my body.

“Please don't..” My prisoner’s voice resonated in my head.

“Such a sly bitch.”

Leaving the shower, I threw a towel around my waist and found my way to the playroom. There, Viatlia lay naked, wet and ready for me to take.

“Let me please you tonight,” She purred.

With her eyes fixed on me, her fingers went in and out of her dripping honey pot. My eyes followed every moment of hers. Grabbing hold of her mounds, she squeezed and pressed them, while moaning out loud.

“Get out!” The words suddenly left my mouth.

Startled, she rose from the bed in shock.

“Wh..what?”

“I said, get out!” I boomed.

“Vi…”

“Don’t even dare!”

Bowing she grabbed hold of her dress and rushed out of the room.

“Send Helena in,” I ordered. 

Picking up a bottle of whiskey from the fridge in the room, I uncovered and downed the entire content.

My cock was erect and throbbing, but Vitalia wasn't who it wanted. It wanted someone else.

This was the first time something like this has happened and it was all because of one sly bitch. Vitalia has always been able to satisfy my never-ending sexual urge. But tonight, something seemed different. Her seductive acts which always got me in the mood, surprisingly irritated me. My cock was hot and throbbing, not because of her, but because the image of that bitch in just her bra and panty was stuck in my head.

Grabbing hold of my cock, I began to stroke it, not willing to succumb. Whatever Adriano and Stefano had done with her won't ever control me. 

Eyes shut and hands on my length, with an image of Vitalia dipping her hands into her wet core in mind, I stroked my hardened length, but it wouldn't respond.

“Let's just get the bitch. We bought her anyway,” Blaze growled impatiently.

“Alpha,” My middle-aged butler's voice sounded from the door.

“The girl in the prison room, dress her up and bring her to me.”