The Were CEO’s Secret

Chapter Sixty-One – Blow It Up!

The cooks brought in another batch of food as the first ones were becoming cold. Johnson smiled at their effort.

But where was Cherry he was preparing all these for? He left the dining table and walked to the garden where the fountain was.

He ran his hand through the water and it soothed him. He left his mind wander over everything.

He remembered Nathan being a hybrid. If he really was then how had he lived for years with the Squeals without them realizing? Johnson dismissed the thought.

Nathan was a were creature, not werewolf, yet the Squeals didn’t also know. They must be very dumb. Or Nathan very smart.

He tilted his head, all he had to do was act smarter and beat him in his game. He strolled back into the house and grabbed his horse whip, hoping to go for a horse ride.

He heard the door creak open, he held unto the horse whip. Few seconds later, his lead warrior, with Cherry on his back, staggered in.

Johnson stared at them, trying to process what was happening. He hurried to clear the couch for him to put her on. She was bleeding from her leg, blood and sand mingled all over her body.

Rage vibrated through his body seeing his cousin like this. He touched her neck and pulse to see if she was still alive.

Her eyes lids shook and he heaved a sigh of relief. The lead warrior hurried out of the room then returned with a first aid box.

“Where did you find her?”

The lead warrior shook his head. “She found me actually. I waited for her at the bus stop but she only came looking like this.” He cleaned her bloody leg.

“And you didn’t bother check who did this!” Johnson was loosing it.

The warrior stopped his cleaning. “Which was better? Finding who did this or bringing her to safety?”

Johnson calmed down on getting his point. He knew Cherry wasn’t healing as she should. She must have been drained from fighting too long.

Had she defeated the enemy to be alive? Was this from the Pure Silver Pack? Or did the Tuxedo man attack again?

Many questions ran through his head as she sat besides her, watching her breathe and turn.

He wanted her to rest but he also wanted her to wake up and answer his questions. She couldn’t stay here much longer, things were getting dirty.

Finally she began moving. Her eyes flickered open and she smiled seeing herself at home. Her eyes teared up. “You found me?”

Johnson wiped the tear off. “I wish I did. The lead warrior said you came to him.”

Cherry furrowed her brows but doing so made it ache. Had she moved after lying on the ground feeling herself die? Did she move to find help?

She coughed, sitting up. Her head throbbed from Reina’s blows and the collision with the ground. “That tuxedo man, he came again.”

Johnson sighed, low-key expecting it. He dialed a number in his phone. He noticed Cherry had more to say so he brought his phone down.

The lead warrior snuck closer to hear her.

“I was challenged by Gabi. She’s now called Reina, the bitch didn’t even know she had a name.” she rolled her eyes.

“I guess Garcia has been training her. She was stronger than an omega and she nearly beat me so I guess her rank had increased somehow.”

Johnson scoffed. “Gabi? The little omega you messed with? Did this to you?”

Could his cousin be losing her touch? That omega couldn’t even look at her but now dared to kill her?

Cherry lowered her head. “There was wolfsbane in my ice cream. She planned a trap, that I fell for, and she was really rough. I nearly got her but the tuxedo man saved her, and paralyzed me.”

Johnson paused, why will the man save Gabi? Did he know her….? Johnson smiled. “You mean the man saved Gabi?” His cousin nodded. He smiled broadly.

The lead warrior, stared at his Alpha smile “You seem to know him?”

Johnson flashed his teeth. “Yes, I may have a clue. He fits this description a lot.” He turned to the warrior. “I need you to kill Gabi for me…”Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

“I want to kill her myself!” Cherry seethed. Her cousin shook his head. “No, I’d be sending you to a safe place. Let him handle Gabi.”

The warrior frowned. “But she is our pack member, it’s because you threw her away that’s why she’s vengeful. Let me talk to her…”

“Warrior, your Alpha commands you to kill her!”

The warrior flinched, he looked downwards. “Yes, Alpha.”

Cherry rose to her feet. “Where’s the safe place you’re taking me to? I don’t want to leave now the war is coming.”

“I’d take you to your grandmother.” His eyes flashed red, he glared at Cherry drowning her protest. “And that’s final.”

She sighed, punching the wall. How could he deny her from killing Gabi? Who does she think she is to dare kill her?

And what? What’s her connection to the tuxedo man? Why’d he save her? She couldn’t believe she was sitting all this out.

She looked over her cousin and trotted away. “I’d go pack my things then. Enjoy! You finally have me out of your life”

Johnson heaved a sigh and collapsed on his couch. Did she have to make it sound like that? He noticed the warrior still wearing a dejected expression.

“What? You don’t want to kill Gabi?”

“Yes, My Brother and I were Omegas. Pushed around by lot’s of people. It’s only fair Gabi wants to have power and avenge Cherry. I feel we can use her determination to our advantage.” He explained.

Johnson glazed over him. “But we won’t. Find her. Kill her. I need her head as proof. Don’t make me come for yours.”

The warrior breathed in and out, then bowed. “Yes, Alpha. I’d leave now. Also, do you know the tuxedo man? You seemed to know him?”

“Yes, I have someone in mind but forget it, I’d hunt him myself and finish the job. You, prepare a bomb, we have a building to destroy.”

The warrior stepped back. Building? Was his Alpha going mad? How would they get away with bombing a building? “Which building, Alpha?”

“Pure Silver Company!” Johnson declared.

The warrior shook his head. It was too much? Weren’t they fighting pack to pack? This was further breaking the Council of packs laws.

“Are you serious, Alpha?” He chuckled nervously.

Johnson smirked. “Do I look like I’m joking? The human world would feel the war between our packs. Blow the building!”

“Along with the hundreds of werewolves and humans? Alpha, isn’t that too much?” he asked, hoping for a change of mind.

Johnson smiled at him. “When did you care? Don’t ask me questions. The only person I care about has been beaten black and blue by these people. I am not giving a shit about anybody.”

He rose from his couch and pointed the horse whip at the warrior “Leave, go to the brothel and ask for bombers. We’re doing this immediately!”

The warrior’s feet became heavy. “Garcia would be at that bui…’

“I said leave! She’s no longer my mate. I need no hostages or I’d asked for she and Stephanie to be killed by my hands. Leave now!”

With slumped shoulders, the warrior scurried away from his Alpha’s sight, low-key wishing that his Alpha’s plan fall to a horrible mess.