All Chapters of Alpha Vincenzo: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

CHAPTER 61I trodded carefully to the further end of the courtroom, where my chair stood pretty at the centre.I dropped my body softly into the comfort of the seat before sighing and looking up at the six men spread out before me.“Gentlemen”, I started softly. They all looked at me with keen interest on their faces.“Tomorrow, you will leave me and be on the road to protect a package that I plan to deliver to an old friend”, I said.They continued to stare at me with blank expressions on their faces.“Also, I need you to know that possessing knowledge of my whereabouts is a very delicate thing, and you can easily give it up by telling people where you have been, since you follow me everywhere “, I said, studying them closely.I watched as a couple of them shifted uncomfortably after my last statement. I bit my lip and sighed wearily. “Okay, let's make this easier. How many of you told

CHAPTER 63Vincenzo’s POV I walked slowly through the scorching sun and the dry, sandy, lung-biting wind. My entire body was so dry, I believed that my blood had powdered.The days that followed my being ambushed by Charlotte's men were rough for me.I had written to Manuel several times after my life was threatened. He had not sent any ravens back to me, even though I had sent about a dozen his way.Then, I began to hear whispers of my death amongst some of the other outcasts, including the ones who had banded together to form little packs of their own.At first, I thought of attacking them and beating them to a pulp for even daring to insinuate that Charlotte's unweaned soldiers were enough to kill me, but when I really thought about it, I realised that whosoever started the rumor had given me the greatest weapon anybody could have in their revenge plan; The element of surprise. If the news of my death had reached the outcasts, it only meant that everyone in all the packs and all

CHAPTER 65Roberta’s POV “No, Berta. We're not going to infiltrate Manuel's palace”, Declan said, rapidly getting off the bed. He had a very annoyed look on his face.I felt like an awful person for asking him to do something like that for me, especially since it was really for Vincenzo, and we were both just trying to explore a new dynamic to our relationship, seeing as he had died.On the other hand, I kept feeling like there was a gigantic, Vincenzo sized hole in my heart, and to fill it, I had to do something that I knew Vincenzo would have wanted me to do.If all the facts Declan had provided me with were true, then Vincenzo would have wanted nothing more than to rip Manuel's head off his neck for the huge betrayal that he went through.I had no reason to doubt a word that Declan had said to me, because he had no reason to lie to me.I could feel that the feelings he had for me were ge

CHAPTER 67Vincenzo’s POV I stared intently at Tyler after his question, studying his countenance with every step he took back towards his seat on the dining table.“That's a bit rude, don't you think?”, I said, still staring closely at him.He sighed and dropped tiredly on his chair, leaning forward and looking right into my eyes.“This is not the time for jokes, Vincenzo. You traveled miles in a desert full of men who would have either told the world you were alive, or killed you themselves, and you ended up here. Obviously, I now owe you something for that”, he said, seeming less than pleased.“I'm just trying to pause and recuperate. I have been dealt the wrong side of life lately. How does everyone forget that so quickly?”, I said, my eyes dropping intentionally. Tyler shifted back a little, a look of guilt flashing in his eyes.“I realise that I haven't told you how sad

CHAPTER 69Vincenzo’s POV I was angry at Tyler.No, anger was an understatement that didn't quite describe how I felt towards him after he declared that he would not help me get my revenge. The way I saw it, I had asked him to join me to be a messenger of justice, and he had turned me down simply because there was nothing in it for him.“Is the food not to your liking?”, Collin asked, looking down at my empty plate as I sat across from him at the dining table with both of my arms crossed.“Why do you ask? Would you even do anything if it isn't?”, I asked sarcastically, looking away from him.I heard him sigh heavily before the sound of his utensils clinking on his ceramic plate resumed. After watching him eat for a few more minutes, I decided to give up the pouty attitude and have some food. I had in fact been starving.Collin and I ate dinner in silence.