Alpha Razor King-Chapter 103: Caught Again?

**Razor*

"Those fools have been in on this with Tom. They took Damon’s crappy creation and are using it to make themselves strong," I told Alpha Kane, frustration evident in my voice.

"That explains the secret meeting and everything. But Alpha Razor, what are we going to do about it? We can’t let them get away with this," Kane replied, concern etched on his face.

"I’m thinking of starting a war," I said, rolling my blade on the table. "We’re going to have to. That bastard has Chris, Kane."

Kane sighed. "I don’t want to be that person, but I have a feeling he might kill him."

"No... no," I clenched my fist tightly, trying to calm my rage. "I won’t let it happen."

Kane sighed, "If we tell the elders about what Tom and the rest are planning, they won’t believe us without evidence."

"I’m aware, and that’s why we have to find a way to get more people on our side," I replied.

"I would have just gone over to the pack house and killed Tom, but I knew that would have repercussions with the elders. I need to tread carefully," I continued.

Kane stood up from his seat. "I have to leave now," he said. "I’m sorry about Chris. I hope he makes it out alive."

I nodded, watching him leave. I really did wish he was right because if anything happens to Chris, I might really march to the pack house and kill Tom.

A knock on the door brought me out of my thoughts. "Come in," I announced without even asking who it was.

Kelsey walked in carrying a tray of juice. She dropped the tray on the desk. I brought you something to drink."

"I don’t need it," I replied sharply, focusing my attention on my laptop.

"Do you need anything else," she asked, but I didn’t reply.

I shut the laptop and got up from my seat. "Take it back," I ordered curtly.

She looked hurt, but I didn’t give a fuck and began walking away. She held my arm, and I jerked it away, gripping her hand tightly. She winced in pain.

"Don’t ever touch me without permission again, or she would regret it," I warned her through gritted teeth.

Just then, the door opened abruptly, and Isabella came in. She shook her head angrily, her eyes traveling to my hand on Kelsey’s arm.

"So, Kelsey was in here?" she spat out. "What are you two doing right now!"

I sighed in frustration, roughly pushing Kelsey away. Truly, I didn’t have time for silly things like this. My life is too fucking complicated right now.

"Get the fuck out!" I ordered Kelsey, who hurriedly took the tray and rushed out of the study like lightning.

"What’s the meaning of this?"she asked in an angry tone.

I swear, I was fucking losing my mind, but I remained calm and just stared at her in amusement. Yes, it was funny because she was getting mad for nothing.

"So, you’re not going to say anything," she said, visibly angry, and turned around to walk away. But I called her back.

She paused but refused to turn around. "What do you want?" she asked, her voice curt.

"Turn around," I said calmly.

She refused. "Say whatever you want quickly because I don’t have time for your nonsense."

Fuck! I’m tired of this bullshit.

"Come here, right now!" I ordered in a stern tone.

She instantly turned and began walking quickly towards me.

"What did you just say to me, Isabella?" I narrowed my eyes on her. She whimpered softly. "I’m sorry, sir, It was a mistake, I... didn’t mean..."

"What did you say, Isabella? I won’t repeat myself again," I asked, ignoring how nervous she was.

"I... said... you should... say whatever you wanted quickly..." she paused, averting her gaze to the floor. I could tell she was struggling to say the last words, but she wasn’t getting off the hook.

"Say it," I said in a low tone.

"I said... I didn’t have time for your nonsense," she blurted out nervously, taking a step back, but I shook my head.

"Come back here," I pointed in front of me. She walked to the spot I pointed at but lowered her gaze. "Since when did you start getting disrespectful, little wife?"

"I’m sorry... I was just..."

"Look at me," I interrupted firmly, watching her bring her tear-filled gaze up. "I’m listening," I urged her to continue.

"I was... angry because I saw Kelsey bringing you juice instead of me... I was a little worried she was taking too long to come."

"And then you waltz in here and see me grabbing her arm and assume what, Isabella?"

"I... I..."

"Suddenly you lost your voice," I teased, keeping a straight face. "And the next thing you thought about was being disrespectful."

"I’m sorry, sir..."

"Are you?"

"Yes, sir, I am. Please," she pleaded, already sounding like my little pup.

"Well, I don’t believe you," I grabbed her arm and pulled her over the desk, delivering five swats across her naughty ass. She winced in pain as I pulled her up and marched her towards the wall.

"On your knees," I ordered, watching in satisfaction as she obeyed instantly.

"You’re going to stay here until I say otherwise. Then afterwards, we’re going to talk."

"Yes, sir," she replied through tears.

She sounded so small. I wanted to pull her up and hug her, but I couldn’t let her get away with being disrespectful.

"And where’s Nathan?"

"He’s sleeping in the room..."

I didn’t reply as I walked out of the study, leaving her there.

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**Tara**

Tara, where are we going to go? Tom’s men are everywhere searching for us," Dad said, his voice filled with worry.

"I know, Dad, but there’s only one thing left for us now. We have to meet up with Razor," I told him, determined.

"That’s a suicide mission, Tara. Razor won’t think twice before killing us," Dad replied, his concern evident.

"Then what do you expect us to do, stand here until foolish Tom’s men see us?" I asked, frustrated.

Dad sighed, realizing the gravity of our situation. "Alright, we’ll go to Razor. But we have to be careful."

I nodded, knowing that our lives were in serious danger, but we had no other choice. We had to find Razor and hope that he would help us.

"So, how do we go about it? We can’t even leave this place without Tom’s men finding us," Dad said, looking around anxiously.

"Relax, Dad. Let’s wait until it’s a little dark before we head out of the motel," I suggested, trying to calm him down.

It wasn’t easy getting out of the pack house, but we succeeded because Tom’s men had been distracted with Razor. We used it to our advantage.

After a few hours, I told my dad it was time to move out. We quickly grabbed some weapons and headed out into the night.

"Stay behind me, Tara, and be careful, okay?" my dad told me, motioning for me to follow him.

"So, where exactly is Razor staying?" Dad asked as we walked cautiously through the dark streets.

"He’s staying at one of his mansions in Upperville, just after the Bloody Skull pack territory. It’s not so far away from here," I replied, keeping an eye out for any signs of danger.

After walking for a few minutes, my dad suddenly slowed his pace and turned to me. "Tara, I have something to ask you." 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

I fell in step beside him, curious. "What is it, Dad?"

He looked at me seriously. "Are you still in love with Razor?"

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. "Why are you bringing this up again, Dad?"

"Just answer the question, alright?" he persisted.

I sighed. "Yes, I still do. In fact, Razor is the only man I’ll ever love. But I’m aware I screwed it."

Dad nodded, understanding. "But I remember vividly that when you initially discovered you were mates, you were so scared of him and complained he was too strict of an alpha."

I chuckled. Oh, I remember vividly well. I had just gotten back from visiting Razor... and I was crying hard. Dad saw me and asked me what happened. I couldn’t bring myself to tell him I got spanked by my fucking mate because I had a smart mouth. I could only cry, which confused my dad.

"He was and still is, but that’s one of the reasons I’m so in love with him," I smiled fondly. From the corner of my eye, I saw my dad shaking his head at me, probably thinking I was crazy.

"Wait," Dad breathed out nervously, his eyes scanning the area cautiously. "I can smell them."

"Same," I nodded, pulling out a blade from my pocket.

"Okay, alright, you got us," we looked back and saw Cain and some men coming out from a dark corner.

"You fool, can’t you just let us go!" my father barked, using his body to shield me away from them.

"I’m sorry, Alpha James, but our alpha wants you both back," Cain smirked, licking his crusty lips at me. "Now, you either come with us gently or you come with us roughly. But you will come with us."

"Over my dead body," I sneered, pointing the blade at them. "You’ll have to fucking kill me."