Chapter 5 Alpha Grayson's pov

I didn't know the Wilson family well and honestly, could care less if the old Alpha's daughter was marrying the son. As far as I was concerned the Alpha's daughter was a spoiled bitch. I hated gatherings and preferred to stay isolated from the other packs high up in the Black Mountains, named for my wolf pack. The rumors were all true. I hunted rogue wolves for the joy of it and killed them with ease. 

I also ran my pack with a heavy hand since the death of my Luna, destroying anyone that crossed me. Most feared me and gave me a wide berth when I crossed their paths. The kind part of myself died with my former mate. I was a ruthless son of a bitch and only accepted the invitation so the other packs knew that I was still large and in charge.

 What I didn't expect was to run into the lovely little servant girl. She was young and had just reached adulthood. I could tell by the timid wolf she held within that she hadn't even experienced her first shift which normally happens at a younger age meaning she's suppressed it for some or another reason. 

It didn't matter to me once I breathed in her exotic scent. The binds I kept around my heart had cracked and my wolf claimed her as my mate. I questioned it at first not believing that the Goddess would give me a second chance mate. 

It wasn't unheard of but for a man like me, it was unusual. Good things did not come my way so when it happened I simply stared at her like I was a hunter. I rubbed my amber eyes recalling her telling me she didn't want a mate. I grunted at that. I got what I wanted and I wanted to sink my canines and claim the lovely tiny blonde. 

I watched her pack Alpha take her home with himself and wondered what the purpose of that was.

 I was still lying on the bed in the guest room at the Wilson's. They were an odd family. Daniel acted like a whipped dog and Isabella was the one ruling the roost. She was certainly a ball crusher. Their son was just as strange and oddly coddled by his mother. Very strange dynamics. It was like the mother and son were the heads of the home. 

I made a disgusted face and rose from the bed, having stayed the night. I planned on going to the old Alpha's house today and asking what his intentions were with my mate. I dressed quickly after taking a shower and packed up my overnight bag; I didn't need to bring a valet for the simple fact no one willingly would and I was abhorrent of forced slavery. I felt a person should want a position and not be forced unlike many other Alphas from the region. I slipped on my black leather jacket, made my way down the staircase, and paused hearing the screeching from the woman of the house.

"I cannot cook Daniel, it's the only thing that little whore was good for," Isabella snapped and Daniel replied that she was the one that insisted Violet be sent to the pack house. A moment of quiet rage then another outburst.

"Your daughter is a slut, like her mother, and tried to seduce Jack before his wedding to Rose! He was in her room for Christ's sake!" She cried and my brow creased. I didn't understand any of this and would demand an audience with the Alpha. I made loud stomps as I descended the remaining stairs and went to stand at the edge of the kitchen. They all looked my way.

"I'm leaving thanks for your hospitality," I growled and they nodded as I made my way quickly out the door. I headed towards the Alpha's home as my mind went over what I'd heard.  Violet was her real name and they sent her purposely to the pack house. Isabella called her a whore and that odd son was in Violet's room. My furrowed more. 

"Perhaps Violet doesn't want a mate because she is in love with her…brother?" I spoke the thought out loud and shook my head at the absurdity. I would request an audience with the servant girl and get my answers. I only hoped she would be forthcoming. I headed up the stairs and pounded at the door. An older woman answered and told me the Alpha was in his office as she opened the door wider for me.

"Please tell him I'm here to discuss my mate," I growled. She nodded and told me to go wait in the VIP room down the hall and if I knew the way. I nodded my head and walked down the decorative hall to the meeting room the old Alpha used for other Alphas. I made myself comfortable in a leather chair and waited for the older man to arrive. I was rubbing my forehead when the door opened and my eyes widened at the lovely Violet bringing me a cup of coffee. Her golden brown eyes widened as well and she lowered them quickly as she held out the steaming cup. 

"We meet once again, thank you, Violet," I said with a grin and watched her peek up at me in slight horror.

"That is your real name? I'm correct, right?" I asked and watched her grow uncomfortable as she shook slightly.

"I am 713 sir, my former name no longer exists," she mumbled softly. My heart clenched and my wolf howled within me desperately wanting me to mark our mate. The poor woman was broken beyond belief and it physically hurt me and my desperate wolf.

"Can you sit with me for a moment and tell me about yourself?" I asked curiously and she bit her bottom lip as her damp eyes rose to mine.

"I must continue with my duties Alpha, I am sorry but I cannot ruin this opportunity to serve in my Alpha's home," she said softly. I watched her bow to me and rush out of the room. I was flabbergasted and huffed in annoyance. I straightened up when the old Alpha entered with a concerned look in his aging eyes.

"I need to speak with you frankly, Grayson…leave Violet Wilson alone. I know she's your second chance mate but she's very fragile and has been damaged by her family," he said firmly. 

"She's my mate, old man," I growled threateningly. The Alpha glared at me and shook his head.

"She's been abused, Grayson. I know firsthand physically but the way her wolf sounded there is more," he muttered and my mind reminded me of what I'd heard Isabella say. I rubbed my eyes and questioned him why he of all people was worried about a slave. His pack house was rumored to be a house of horrors by the servants and all the area packs heard the same. The old Alpha gritted his teeth and huffed.

"Her mother was my wife's estranged sister's daughter and if I hear you mention that information outside of this room I will send my warriors to hunt you down," he threatened. My eyes widened and I sat back in shock.

"Why would you allow her child to be placed within that home?" I asked pointedly. The old Alpha looked at the ground as he clasped his hands. 

"Daniel is the child's father. I thought he'd protect her but I failed to realize how much of a viper his new mate is. She backhanded her quite frequently and the girl cannot trust easily and is very skittish toward males.  She even told me she doesn't want a mate," he mumbled painfully. My wolf was pacing within my subconscious and I was growing angry as well.

"Let me stay here and give me a chance to try and see if I can help her learn to trust and love again," I said sincerely and the old man had the nerve to roll his old eyes.

"Ruthless Grayson showing another compassion?" he chuckled entirely too much. I nodded my head and growled yes.