Bonded to My Ex's Alpha Brother (by CalebWhite) novel Chapter 154

Chapter 154

Tom adjusted his jacket, studying me keenly. “If she’s merely a Soul Bond you refuse to acknowledge, then why are you so agitated?”

I tugged at my tie again, loosening it further as if it were strangling me. “I am the heir to six generations of Darkwood Pack leadership. I control the largest business empire in this city.” My voice grew harder with each word. “What is a Sout Bond compared to that? It doesn’t dictate my decisions. It doesn’t allow me to be distracted by a wolf pup barely transformed, at the expense of my responsibilities.“.

The frustration burning inside me finally erupted. With a roar, I smashed my fist through the glass door of the nearest wine cabinet. Expensive liquid splashed across the floor, filling the air with the rich aroma of aged grapes and oak. Neither Tom nor Mark dared speak as I stood there, breathing heavily, knuckles dripping both wine and blood.

For the first time, I had revealed to my closest lieutenants the depth of my obsession with Erin. The golden glow in my eyes reflected in the broken glass shards at my feet, a visual display of the dangerous turmoil within.

In the morning, I sat in the back of the company car, massaging my temples as the vehicle navigated through the foggy city center. The sleepless night had intensified my werewolf characteristics–my canines slightly elongated, pressing uncomfortably against my lower lip, my senses abnormally sharp.

“James,” I called to the driver, my voice rougher than usual.

“Yes, Alpha?” he responded immediately, his eyes briefly meeting mine in the rearview mirror before respectfully lowering again.

“What time is my first meeting?”

“Nine–thirty, Alpha. With the board of directors.”

I nodded, leaning back against the leather seat. Last night’s scene kept replaying in my mind—Erin’s expression when I proposed our arrangement, the hurt in her eyes, the challenge in her voice as she refused me.

“Alpha,” James interrupted my thoughts, “after dropping Miss Blackwood home last night, I found these items in the back

seat.”

He passed back a handcrafted leather wallet and a smartphone decorated with silver moon phases. Both items carried Erin’s scent, causing my nostrils to flare involuntarily.

I took the phone, turning it over in my hand. As Pack Alpha, I had access to the biometric data of all pack members–a security measure established generations ago. I pressed my thumb against the scanner, unsurprised when the screen immediately unlocked.

Fifteen voice messages from Thomas awaited her attention. I clicked on the most recent one, holding the phone to my ear.

“Erin, where are you?” Thomas’s voice came through, tense and worried, I’ve been trying to reach you since midnight. Your mother said you came home early after the party, but you haven’t responded to any calls. Please contact me as soon as possible.”

I disconnected the call, a growl, building in my chest. “Contact the technical department,” I instructed Robert. “I want all

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surveillance footage from the Darkwood territory boundaries last night. Particularly any sightings of Erin Blackwood.

I brought the phone to my nose, inhaling deeply. Her scent clung to the device, enticing and maddening. With a sudden surge of frustration, I slammed the phone down on the seat beside me, my eyes flashing gold in the dim Interlot of the

car.

My fingers dug into the armrest, the expensive leather yielding under my strength, leaving five deep grooves. The realization that Erin might not have gone directly home after refusing me–that she might have gone somewhere even Thomas didn’t know about–ignited a possessive fury that threatened to consume me.”

The panoramic windows of my penthouse office provided an unparalleled view of the city–a daily reminder of the Darkwood Pack’s dominance. Maps of wolf territories decorated the walls, marking boundaries established centuries before the skyscrapers rose from the ground.

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