He’s an Alpha She doesn’t Care novel Chapter 58

wynta

She stepped out of the bakery as she sipped her coffee, and she was starting to feel better. Finally, she had calmed down, and she’d gotten that cup of coffee she’d been going to make with her lunch. She’d also ordered two ham and cheese danish’s so that she could eat something, and had walked from the bakery to go and sit out under one of the umbrella–covered tables to have lunch before returning to the office.

She sat and stared kind of aimlessly at nothing in particular as she wondered just what to do with all that was going on around her, when her thoughts were interrupted by her name being stated, “Wynta.”

She sighed out loud, uncaring that the person saw it or heard it, because if that was Jared looking for her, she was going to punch him in his handsome face as hard as she could, and hope she left a mark. She doubted she would, because she had no wolfen strength behind any of her hits. Her eyes moved in the direction of her name being called, and her mood darkened once more.

She was not in the mood to deal with that wolf. Though he didn’t even look to her, like he was the slightest bit ashamed of what he’d done to her back then, there was no guilt in his eyes, nothing for what he’d also tried to do to her along with Nolan himself. Her jaw tightened perceptively and he saw it.

She, however, didn’t get up and walk away. If he wanted to have it out with her, he could do it here in front of all these people. She turned her eyes back to her danish dismissively, which should tell him she wasn’t interested in whatever he had to say.

Only to have him sit down across from her. “We just want to talk with you.” Yale, Nolan’s Beta stated, “All you need to do is come with me and hear Nolan out,” he told her.

“But I don’t care to hear anything that you or Nolan have to say. You are both just a pair of liars,” She stared at him now, looked him right in the eyes, challenging him to deny it.

She saw anger cross his face at the so–called insult. He was taking offense to her telling him an actual fact about himself. “Don’t be so disrespectful,” he stated right back.

Wynta leaned back in her chair and raised an eyebrow at him as she continued to stare at him, uncaring it would be seen as a challenge by him, because that was what it was. She knew the truth of what those two had done, so did he. Her lips, however, pressed into a thin line as she thought about just punching him in the face and seeing what would happen out here in public. She was itching to punch someone today. It might not be Jared after all.

But for him to call her disrespectful, that was very wrong, considering she’d never even outed them to their parents for what they’d done, which she knew would have seen them have to suffer full–pack punishment. They’d never been punished for trying to coerce her, because she’d just left without telling anyone about it.

It was a full minute of her just staring him down, uncaring she was of a lowly ranked warrior’s bloodline and wolf–less and that he was a Beta blood. She was a rogue and didn’t have to take into account anything about him or his status. He had no power over her and neither did Nolan. They’d lost all of that when she’d walked away from that pack, lost it when they’d lost her respect for them.

“You think I’m disrespectful,” she finally spoke, her voice devoid of all emotion. “That Yale was just a simple fact, or have you forgotten I’m your GGM? As Selena saw fit,” She used an acronym for Goddess–Gifted Mate, seeing as she was out in the human world and making her point very clear to him, that she’d not forgotten what he’d done, she continued on.

“Oh, wait, that was a f*****g lie, wasn’t it! So, was it really disrespect I showed just now, or just plain brutal honesty?” she grated out this time, “Which you can’t handle.”

She heard several people around her gasp at her sudden use of profanity but also heard one woman chuckle, ‘You tell him, girl.‘ Clearly some of the patrons out here were listening to their conversation. She saw him frown at her as he took in her words, but that didn’t stop her from speaking her mind.

“You, Yale, can go f**k yourself, or maybe you should go f**k Nolan. Seems like the two of you would enjoy doing that. I’m not at all interested in any of the lies you, or he want to spew forth, about whatever it is you’ve decided you want to tell me.” She told him and let him hear the certainty in her voice.

“Don’t speak to me like that, Wynta, I could take full offense.” He grated out.

She snorted as she picked up her coffee cup, and sipped it. “Go ahead, because I can still call Peter and, or Avery, and just tell them what you did to me, I believe it was against the law…” She sat staring at him. “Do you know what Nolan did after that…” she smiled at him and a deepening frown marred his face, which only made her shake her head a little.

“That will see his father remove him from the position of his heir to the company, don’t you think? You think you can control me, Yale, do you?” It was laughable to her. “You can’t, I don’t belong to your company anymore, I don’t have to bow down to who you are or who Nolan is… If you couldn’t get what you wanted from me back then, what on this green earth makes you think you will be able to now?” she rolled her eyes at him.

Yale sat staring at her for a long time, and she knew he was coming to understand that she wasn’t going to bow down to him or Nolan. They had nothing on her to make her do so, but she had that one act of coercion on them up her sleeve. “Oh, poor Yale, did you forget that you took part in trying to coerce me too?” She shook her head, “I think Yale, you’ll find if you physically drag me back to your company, for whatever reason you think you should or can,

“You’ll only find yourself and Nolan in a world of pain. Neither of you will get whatever it is you want from me, and I’ll just tell the CEO of your company, Peter.” She told him, letting him know that she knew they were only heirs. She had checked on it herself.

“Exactly what he and you tried to do, I’ll even ask him to investigate it officially.” She used the human terms for Alpha Order, “to get to the truth, and not just of me, but you and Nolan. Guess who will come out worst in that situation?” She shook her head. “You have nothing on me because I did nothing wrong.”

“Wynta, it was a long time ago,” Yale muttered now. “Let it go, we were young and wrong.” he huffed.

“Hmm, wrong…” she nodded. “I agree with that, but you both knew exactly what you were doing, so I suggest you just leave me alone. But let me make it plainly clear for you to take back to your boss… I am not interested in whatever you or Nolan have to lie to me about,” she stated and stood up, collected that boxed cake and walked away from him.

“Wynta, we found your father, he’s also looking for you himself,” Yale called out to her. “It’s why we came.”

“Whatever.” She called over her shoulder. “Go tell someone that cares.” She knew it wasn’t true, just another lie, not once in the 18 years inside that pack had any information about who she was ever come to light.

If the Alpha and Luna of that pack hadn’t found anything about who had left her outside the pack’s territory in the middle of winter, it was unlikely there was anything to be found at all. He’d used those words just to try and regain her attention and nothing more.

She would not be dragged into whatever it was they were playing at. She had also come to terms with it a long time ago, come to the conclusion that it was her own mother that had abandoned her, close enough to a pack that likely wasn’t hers, so she could be found, but had then fled away herself. She’d been bundled up warmly and wearing, from what she’d heard, proper baby clothing as well.

Someone had made sure she wouldn’t freeze out there in the middle of winter until she was found. She also thought that she was likely the product of a forced union and her mother, though she had loved her, couldn’t bare to raise her, so had left her to be raised by someone else in a place she’d never have to see the child she’d birthed.

Telling her something like that, that they knew who her father was, did not interest her at all, he was likely some cruel, callous bastard that didn’t deserve to know her. She was only of lowly warrior rank as far as she knew, nothing special and the fact that she was wolf–less meant that wolf that was her father, likely wouldn’t care at all.

He probably had a bunch of pups now. She didn’t care to know what her lineage was, on her father’s side, because she knew she–wolves didn’t just go giving up their pups for no reason, it wasn’t in them unless there was a very good reason to do so.

Like they’d been taken to and the child was from a forced union, or they were in fact hiding that child from a cruel beast of Mate or wolf, to protect them. There was always a valid reason for a she–wolf, regardless of rank or pack status, to willingly give up and hide their child, something that would cause them pain for the rest of their lives. To not know if their child had grown up well, what they looked like or if they were safe where they had left them.

Those two would have been better off telling her they’d found her mother.

She returned to the office to find she’d missed the announcement of Tallah’s promotion, and all because she’d run into Yale and had to put that man in his place. She walked over to, find Tallah’s now old team and her new one in that office. She knocked on the door and smiled. ‘ Congratulations Tallah, you earned it,” she stated.

“You knew, didn’t you?” Tallah smiled when she placed the cake box on the desk.

“I did, found out this morning in an email from Mr Miller. You’re going to do a great job,” and Wynta did believe that. It was also going to make collaboration with her team much easier. Jamie hadn’t liked her from the day she’d been promoted.

“You’re going to need a new team member,” Tallah stated.

“Yes, and I’ll find one from the 5th floor, and promote them, the same way I brought all of you up. I believe in promoting from within.”

“I bet you do,” Rochelle murmured from her place leaning against the wall.

“Enough.” It was Tallah rounding on her new subordinate. “I won’t stand for that kind of talk within my team. I am nothing like Jamie, you’ll apologize, or I’ll see disciplinary actions taken against you. Got plenty of witnesses here right now.”

Rochelle’s eyes widened a little at the reprimand, and she moved her eyes to Wynta and muttered, “My apologies.” And then just walked from the office.

“Sorry about that, Wynta, she’s jealous is all, of your position in the company. She applied for Jamie’s job too. Was the head of this team, something I’ll be rectifying, I’ll be reorganizing the team to my liking according to work ethic not popularity.” She watched Tallah look at all those that were her new team pointedly.