The Alpha Wants Everything Book 1 The King's Queen

She woke up to her phone ringing on the table beside her. When she picked it up the time read 7:30am she had slept in. She had thirty minutes before she had to open the warehouse, and she still had to worry about the drunk mountain in her bed.

“Hello” she mumbled into the phone

“Dax?” The voice sounded familiar, but Dax couldn’t place it right this second

“Um….yes?” She replied,

“It’s Lacey! Did I wake you?”

“Lacey?” Then it all started to come back to her, she met Lacey last night “Oh yes Lacey, Hi, I’m sorry what was the question?” She fumbled with her words she heard an exasperated sigh on the other end

“I’ll take that as a yes I did wake you” she huffed into the phone.

“Sorry, I am usually up by now” Dax apologized she rubbed a hand over her face

“It’s fine, have you seen my brother?”

“Your brother?” Dax scrunched her face,

“Kane” Lacey, was trying to keep the anger out of her voice, but hearing the confusion on the other end was irking her.

“Kane’s your brother?” She looked at her closed bedroom door and thought of the man passed out behind it.

“You didn’t know?” She asked, she was slightly offended that the little imp had no idea who she was.

“I knew he had a sister, but I didn’t know it was you,” she confessed.

“Ugh! Figures! Anyways have you seen him? He….stumbled out of the bar last night after you left and now we can’t find him” she asked,

“Yes, he stumbled his way here at 2:30 this morning, and passed out in my bed” she heard a huff on the other end of the phone.

“Johnny said he would be fine and just wander off and either a) pass out somewhere in the woods or b) sober up. Should have known he would find his way to you” she sighed again, biting back the urge to scream. “Men are so irritating!” Lacey knew her brother would show up there. That moron, now he’s going to be stuck with this impy little girl.

“Yes they are” Dax agreed,

“What are you doing for lunch today?” She asked, changing the subject. If he’s stuck with the impy girl, it means she was stuck with her as well. Might as well get something out of it.

“Probably working through it” Dax sighed,

“Boo! That’s boring! I will bring lunch to you then, how’s one sound?” Lacey asked. Great! This one is boring, my brother got saddled with a real winner! Lacey stifled another huff.

“Um….good?” It sounded more like a question than an answer, again Lacey had to fight the urge to scream, this little imp was an idiot.

“Great, I’ll see you then!” And Lacey hung up the phone.

Uh what the fuck just happened? Lunch date with his sister? Dax looked at her phone, she was confused about what had just occurred, when the time flashed on her phone in front of her she had to get a move on. She stood up and stretched out, her back was a little sore, but a hot shower would help relax her muscles. She went into the bathroom and did her business. When she was washing her hands she looked at herself in the mirror. She blinked, what was that on her neck, she blinked again, it was not going away. Is that….did he….Oh fuck no! He did not….she reached up and touched her neck. She tried to rub it off. What the fuck? That son of a bitch gave me a hickey! She didn’t know what to do. How do you get rid of hickeys? Oh Fuck! How do I hide this? And I have lunch with his sister, she is going to see this. What do I do? I should tell her I can’t have lunch today! She’ll be upset! I have a fucking hickey! But she’s Kane’s sister! Yeah! He gave me the fucking hickey! She will think you don’t like her! Fuck! She stomped her foot and muffled a scream in the bathroom. She looked in the mirror again at the purple mark on her neck, is it growing? Oh he’s in big trouble! She rushed the rest of the way through her morning routine, a quick shower barely letting the water warm up before jumping in her thoughts still racing. He said he wanted you! He was drunk! He repeated it! He was really drunk! He said you were his! He was really, really drunk. He gave you a love bite! His drunk ass gave me a fucking hickey! He wants you….badly! When he says it sober I might believe him! She refused to believe the ramblings of a drunk man’s confessions, no matter how many times he said it. No matter how many times those words made her heart pound. I will replay them in your head, until you do! Then you are cruel! She wrapped a towel around herself, trying to figure out what she was going to wear to cover her mark, when she realized she again does not have clothes. FUCK!

Quickly making her way to her bedroom, she tripped over something on the floor and fell hard against her shoulder. Cursing some more she rubbed her shoulder when she picked up what she fell over, his pants. There is a naked mountain in your bed! When the hell did he lose his pants? Shit, shit, shit! She got up and crept to her bedroom, who knows what other article of clothing he was missing? Taking a deep breath she opened the door and poked her head in. There lying in the middle of her bed was Kane. No shirt, no pants, she had removed his shoes last night, but at least he still had his briefs on. Breathing out a sigh of relief she stepped quietly into her bedroom. She studied him for a moment, his features were relaxed, his tousled black hair she would love to run her hands through, his muscular bare chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm, he truly was a God. Get a grip girl, and put some damn clothes on! She scolded herself. But he is gorgeous man meat! He is, but he is not mine, he just needed a place to sleep it off! The image of him dancing with Justine flashed through her eyes and a wave of sadness hit her, he was just a….friend, he would only ever be her friend. He said they were friends. She turned away from him and searched for some clothes.

Standing in her room with just pants and a bra on, she was searching for a top, but she could not find one that would cover the purple mark on her neck, her frustration began to grow. One shirt on, then off and shoved back in her drawer, next shirt on, then taken back off and shoved in her drawer. She started rubbing her temples, and a headache was forming. Great! Just fucking great! You’re probably hungry! Shut up. No more help from you today!

“What are you doing?” His deep husky voice startled her. How long has he been awake? How long had he been watching her put on and take off shirts?

“Trying to find a shirt” she replied,

“What is wrong with that shirt?” He asked, referring to the one she currently had in her hand.

“Nothing it is a perfectly good shirt” she said shoving it back in her drawer

“Not that I am not enjoying you putting on and taking off shirts, especially the taking off part, but why are you doing that?” His questions were getting annoying, she turned to face him, frustration evident on her face. That was when he saw the purple mark on the left side of her neck.

“What is that?” He asked sitting up wide eyed

“What? This?” She said, touching the mark “You don’t recognize your own handy work?” Realization hit him like a ton of bricks and he fell back into the bed and covered his face letting out a deep groan. Ky you idiot! What? She’s ours! You can’t fucking mark her!

“You’re drunk ass gave me a fucking hickey last night, and now I am trying to find a way to cover it. I have lunch with YOUR sister at 1pm and I can’t walk around with my hand on my bloody neck all damn day” her voice getting louder as she yelled at him. He tried to conceal his laughter but failed, his body shook as his laughter rumbled through the room.

“It’s not funny” she huffed and stomped her foot, he just laughed harder. She muffled a scream and fell to the floor covering her face. “What am I gonna do?”

“I’m...I’m sorry….sorry little mouse. I shouldn’t laugh, come here” he said between chuckles looking down at her from the bed.

“Why do you have a magic potion to make it go away?” She peeked at him through her fingers

“No, but I can help calm you down” he said holding out his hand

“I am calm!” She yelled.

“You sound calm,” he grinned at her. She muffled another scream behind her hands and stomped her foot on the ground again.

He got out of the bed and scooped her up into his arms. Before she could protest he sat down on the edge of the bed with her in his lap, and he began rubbing small circles up and down her back. He held her close to him and when she leaned her head on his chest, he placed a gentle kiss on top.

“I shouldn’t have laughed, but I didn’t know what else to do, and it is kind of funny” he said into her hair

“Maybe for you, it’s not your bloody neck” she sighed but she was starting to relax against him. He enjoyed having her pressed against him leaning into him for support, his skin hummed with the electricity of the contact. She looked at the time on the clock beside her bed, 8:35am. Great, she was late!

“Ugh!” She groaned out, rubbing her temples again, but then she saw her coveralls and an idea formed in her mind. Those would work and she would focus on painting today. She jumped off his lap, grabbed the coveralls and shimmied out of her pants. She grabbed a black cami from her drawer. He watched her flurry of movement around the room and when she was fully dressed she faced him triumphantly. She didn’t have to hide the hickey all day just when she had people in the warehouse and during her lunch with Lacey.

“You look like a boy” Kane said frowning, he disapproved of the outfit. She crossed her arms over her chest

“And you smell like a dirty whore” she lifted her chin emphasizing the words. He widened his eyes, but he had to admit he did smell like a dirty whore and the image of Justine grinding against him flashed in his mind. He cringed and shuddered at it.

“We need to talk about that” he said with his head hung low

“No we don’t, you don’t owe me an explanation for anything. You’re a grown man, capable of making his own choices, even if that choice is….questionable and skanky. I am your friend, and if that is what you want then I will….am, I am happy….for….you.” She said the last part through gritted teeth. His head snapped up, she didn’t really believe he would choose that tarte over her did she. He might have been drunk last night, but he meant every word he said. He was on his feet and across the room before she could blink. He had her caged to the wall and a gasp escaped her as she stared up at him. Her hands pushed against his chest, but he refused to budge. He kept her trapped there, he wanted to make it perfectly clear to her who he wanted.

“I might have been drunk last night but I am sober now, so you listen and you listen well. I meant what I said last night, every damn word. I do not want nor would I ever choose that blonde tramp. Do you understand me?” His darkening grey eyes pierced into hers. She stared up at him, eyes wide and just nodded her head. “Good! Are you still listening?” she swallowed hard, but nodded again. He smiled, oh he definitely had her full undivided attention. He traced his thumb across her cheekbone and down the line of her jaw before he leaned in close, pressing against her to whisper in her ear.

“I want you and only you, you are MINE. Not as a play thing or a notch on my belt, I want you now, I want you always and I want you forever. If that means I have to spend the rest of my life proving it to you, then it will be a life well spent.” He heard her sharp intake of air and he knew every word had registered in her head. He kissed her forehead and then leaned back and the confirmation he needed was on her face. “Now little mouse, the question you need to ask is what do you want?”

“What do I want?” He just nodded, staring into her eyes, “I….want, I….want” you to kiss me she was about to answer him, when they heard Georgie calling her name in the warehouse. “I….need...to go….to work” she stuttered out instead. Fuck! He was so close, that empty headed receptionist. A low growl escaped his lips, but he let her go. She scurried past him, but stopped and turned when he called to her.

“And little mouse, that is round five” he said with a sly grin, her eyes shot open but then she narrowed her gaze on him.

“Enjoy the tiny shower….mountain man” with a smile of her own she walked away. Fuck!

Dax ran down the stairs looking over her shoulder and right into the chest of Johnny. Knocking her off balance and right on her ass.

“Ow! Since when was there a fucking wall there?” She looked up to see a very amused Johnny staring down at her.

“Well good morning to you as well little darling” he said chuckling,

“Good morning Johnny!” She said getting up and brushing herself off. “Ooo can I have one of those?” She eyed one of the coffees in his hands.

“Well I brought one for Kane, figured he could use a lift back to get his truck” Johnny said,

“Then yes I can have it, and he can get another one” she took the coffee from Johnny and greedily took a sip. Johnny just laughed,

“And where is our boy?”

“Our boy?” She raised her eyes at those words as she took another sip of coffee. “He is swearing at my tiny shower” she pointed to the loft at the top of the stairs. Johnny just nodded and took that as an invitation to go wait for Kane in her loft. She wasn’t sure how she felt about that, there were now two mountains in her tiny little loft. But one of those mountains is ours! The words Kane said to her started swirling in her head. He wanted her and only her, and he would prove it to her for the rest of his life. He couldn’t possibly mean that? Could he? I think he did! But why? Why does it matter? Men like him do not want women like me! He does! Then he is more messed in the head than I am! Perhaps! But messed in the head or not he is ours! She liked the sound of that and a smile played on her lips. See, I told you! Shut up nobody likes a bragger!

Johnny was sitting on her couch when Kane came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist

“Nice towel brother!” Johnny said, looking at him. “Pink suits you”

“What are you doing here?” Kane narrowed his eyes at him “Does Dax know you’re up here?”

“She told me you were swearing about a tiny shower, I took it as an invitation to wait for you up here.” He took a drink of his coffee. “Lacey told me you were here and I thought you could use a lift back to your truck. I did bring you coffee, but your little mate stole it” he said smiling “Said you could get another one”

“Oh she did, did she” Kane smirked,

“She put a shirt she thinks will fit you on the bed, something about dirty whores I’m not sure I was too busy laughing at all the cursing and thumping coming from the bathroom” he took another drink of his coffee,

“Why does she have a man’s shirt?” Kane’s eyes darkened,

“Said she liked how soft it was so she bought it” Johnny shrugged but grinned at his friends jealousy over a stupid shirt. The fact that she bought it made Kane feel better, it wasn’t a left over from some old boyfriend. She said she never dated, but you don’t need to date to have ex’s

“Hurry up and get dressed, this place is confining and the couch is small and she doesn’t have a tv. How does she entertain herself when she is not making art?” Johnny complained, he wasn’t comfortable in the closed space.

“You could always wait downstairs!” Kane suggested, He just shot him a dirty look.

“I could make you walk back to your truck” he fired back,

“Sure I would show up at the house in a day or two…..maybe” Johnny’s eyes widened at the threat, but he stood up and moved to the door

“Things are good between you two….right?” He asked on a more serious note.

“She knows how I feel” as he walked into the bedroom to get dressed he heard Johnny call over his shoulder.

“You smell like a flower”

Dax was mixing paints together when Johnny joined her at the workbench, she was making quite a mess of herself and now he understood the need for the coveralls. He just thought they were to hide the hickey on her neck. He probably wasn’t supposed to see that, but when she was facing the other direction and bumped into him, he saw.

“What is going on here?” He asked at the mess of paint

“I have a few paintings I need to get done, they are quick and easy and today seemed like a good day to do them” she pulled the collar of the coveralls tighter around her neck. He would never point it out to her, it would be embarrassing for his friend so he just smiled and nodded.

“What kind of paintings require this kind of mess?”

“It’s called a dirty pour” she said,

“I’m sorry I stopped listening at dirty” Johnny laughed at her expression, “I’m sorry I can’t help it if dirty is a trigger word for certain thoughts”

“Don’t make me tell Lacey on you” she said laughing,

“Yes, you have lunch with her today, she is very excited. But you say dirty pour to her and you might just get the same comment, there is a reason she is my wife after all” Johnny winked at her, her mouth just dropped open.

“And that is my sister you are talking about to my little mouse. Do not corrupt her Johnny! That is my job!” Her full face flushed.

“What the fuck is wrong with you two?” She said covering her cheeks with the back of her hands.

“You stole my coffee!” He said,

“You stole my bed” she replied,

“You could have joined me, I wouldn’t have minded in the slightest” he winked at her. Her eyes shot up and her flush deepened

“Ok get out of here both of you, I have work to do” they both laughed. Johnny started walking towards the door saying goodbye to her over his shoulder still chuckling. Kane waited till he knew Johnny was out of ear shot before he pulled her into his embrace.

“I meant what I said upstairs in your bedroom. I don’t want you to think I said it for any other reason than what I meant. You are mine and I am yours, little mouse, you are the only one I want for always and forever, do you believe me when I say that?” She buried her face in his chest, she wanted to believe him, she really did, but if he was lying to her she would shatter. He lifted her chin and he saw the doubt, and the fear swirling around her cerulean blue eyes. But he also saw a glimmer of hope she wanted him as well and that is what he clung to.

“I will prove it to you little mouse, I will erase that doubt and fear” he held her tighter to him and placed a kiss on her forehead. “Ask me! Ask me and it will make it real for you. Ask me and I will show you how much I want you” his lips were barely an inch away from hers.

“Ka-“ she was about to ask when Johnny laid on the horn

“Kane get your ass in the truck, we have to go” Johnny yelled, Kane closed his eyes and growled,

“He is a dead man!” She giggled saved by the horn blast “I believe I’m winning, little mouse, for that is round six” giving her a sexy grin. He let her go after he uncovered her ears from where she had them hidden and started walking away.

“You can win all the battles you want Mr. McKenna, but I will be victorious in this war” she stated matter of factly. He laughed out loud and looked back over his shoulder at her. Her seductive smile will carry him through the rest of the day. You keep thinking that little mouse, just you wait I’m only getting warmed up!

It was around ten, when Dax felt a grumbling in her stomach. She hadn’t been able to make it to Glenda’s to get her breakfast and she was starving. Upon hearing her stomach rumble again, she decided she had to stop what she was doing and grab a snack from the break room. She only hoped there was actually something in there to eat. She wiped her hands on her pants and turned around, when she saw Glenda holding up a paper bag and a tray with two cups of coffee. A big grin spread across her face at the sight of the food bag.

“Honey, I could hear your tummy from the diner and when you didn’t show up this morning I figured you were busy creating some masterpiece or getting busy with that fine masterpiece we have all seen you walking around town with, judging by that mark on your neck I see it’s a bit of both, good for you being such a multitasker.” Glenda smiled wryly at her and the glimmer in her eye sparkled like a diamond. Dax shot her eyes open, she completely forgot she had taken the top of her coveralls down, it was getting too hot under the heavy fabric. Her hand immediately went to cover the mark and her face flushed red.

“It’s too late to hide it now honey, it can’t be unseen. That boy staked his claim” she winked at her and placed the food and coffee down on one of the desks.

“Now don’t you worry honey, no one will hear about it from me. But was this before or after the dirty dancing on the floor?” She asked, taking one of the coffees and pulling out a chair for her to sit down.

“Um...after” Dax took the other coffee from the tray and sat on the edge of the desk.

“What did he say?” She took a drink of her coffee eyeing her over her cup. Dax didn’t really know what to do, she has never really spoken to anyone in the three years she has lived here. Glenda has always been nice to her. Nicer to her than any other customers that she could tell, and Glenda always knew when she needed reassurance even when she didn’t know herself. Always made sure she was fed and eating right, asked if she was sleeping ok. Glenda sounded like a…..mother. Dax never had a mother, she never had anyone. Until now! Tell her!

“Um….that Justine pulled him onto the floor and wouldn’t let him leave” she wasn’t sure how much to divulge to her. Glenda just nodded and waited for her to continue.

“He showed up last night...well I guess this morning he was completely drunk off his ass at 2:30, and said a bunch of stuff, but it was just the ramblings of a drunk man, and then he passed out in my bed” Dax pinched the bridge of her nose.

“And you let him vampire bite your neck, what are you not telling me?” Glenda said, still drinking her coffee. Dax sucked in a deep breath ok here we go.

“He said he didn’t want the blonde succubus, he wanted me then he... vampire bit my neck. But he was drunk. And I didn’t let him, he just did it.” Glenda nodded her head.

“But then he repeated it all this morning when he was sober….twice, and now I don’t know what to do. I am suppose to be having lunch with his sister at 1 and I have this...this...thing on my neck and these stupid coveralls are hot” Dax threw her hands up in the air flustered and frustrated beyond belief. Glenda finally put her coffee cup down, reached into the bag and pulled out two double chocolate chip muffin tops.

“First you are going to wash the paint off your hands and then you are going to eat this” she said with a hint of authority in her voice. Dax nodded and left to do as she was told.

When she came back Glenda handed her one of the muffin tops. And she perched back on the corner of her desk next to her coffee.

“Do you believe him when he says he wants you?” She asked, taking a bite.

“I want to” Dax picked at the chocolate chips “He says I’m his, but you’ve seen him, why would he want me?”

“Why wouldn’t he? The man is not blind and as far as I can tell he has impeccable taste” Glenda stated. “How do you feel when you’re with him?” Dax thought about that for a moment

“Safe” she said and looked down at the paint stains on her coveralls

“When was the last time you felt safe?” Glenda asked,

“Never!” Dax spit out before she could even think about an answer, she glanced up at Glenda and saw a flash of anger in Glenda’s eyes but it quickly vanished.

“Well if you ask this old lady, I think he is good for you, I have seen you out more in the last few weeks then I have seen you out in the three years you have lived here, and showing up at the diner for food and coffee is not out. I mean out, out. You are talking to people, you are making friends. And you are giving the old birds in the bingo hall some juicy stuff to gossip about” Glenda winked at her,

“What?” She asked,

“Oh yeah honey, you are the town’s favourite topic of gossip. I’m not surprised you didn’t know. You would have to come out of hiding in here to know that, but you are coming out now. And if you ask me, I would believe him. I see the way he looks at you. Honey you hung the moon just for that boy. I have to get back, I left Murray in charge” she gathered her coffee and was about to leave before she said

“Everybody deserves to feel safe honey, give the boy a chance, and as for that mark, dump some paint on it. Art is messy!”

“Thanks Glenda!” Dax smiled at her,

“Anytime honey, anytime” Glenda waved and walked out of the warehouse.

Back at the pack house, he was putting his warriors through the paces with a rigorous training exercise. He threw them in every now and then just to keep them sharp. Not all battles were easy to win, and they needed to be prepared for anything. They trained to fight in wolf form and in human form. Both offence and defence, some Alpha’s only taught offence, but when it came to defence they lacked. Continually attacking an opponent gets tiring and can end up leaving you vulnerable. Vulnerable was not something you wanted to be, because in a werewolf battle it was to the death. Today’s training bones will be broken and blood will be spilt but it will all heal. He watched his warriors, he saw teeth gnashing, claws slashing, yes his warriors made him proud. They were perfect, but he demanded it. They would fight until they were told to stop, they would continue until he gave the order. With a loud roar, the training field fell quiet. Heavy breathing could be heard throughout the field but all eyes were on him.

“Good” Kane went to walk away when a voice spoke up from the back

“We don’t see you train”

“Who are we? and who are you?” Kane demanded, no one spoke a word.

“Christian son of Kyle and Clair” this boy came forward at barely 16 years of age.

“Are you challenging? Or are you just stupid?” Kane asked, eyebrows raised at the boy.

“Uh...challenging!” He said though he lacked confidence in his answer.

“Are you sure?” Kane said, smiling.

“Yes!” He stated firmly with more conviction than he clearly felt.

“Very well” Kane removed his shirt and placed it gently on the ground.

He entered the training field and his warriors backed away forming a circle around him and the boy. He flexed his muscles and stretched out his neck, the boy charged at him, predictable, the heel of his palm to the boy’s chest sent him back. The boy charged again swinging, Kane grabbed his arm and dislocated it before he threw him to the ground. The boy screamed in pain as he placed his arm back in the socket but he got back to his feet. This boy was determined for a victory, too bad this would end in his defeat. He came at Kane again leaping into the air and shifting to wolf form midway through, Kane rushed forward and ducked under the attack grabbing the boy by the scruff and throwing him back on the ground and with a swift kick to the ribs the challenge was done. The boy could no longer move, he shifted back to his human form and bowed in submission at Kane’s feet.

“Anyone else” he bellowed all his warriors bowed to him, he turned back to the boy “Just because you don’t see something, does not mean it doesn’t happen” turning to another he told them to take him to medical, they bowed and grabbed the boy and were gone before Kane could change his mind.

“Finished?” Johnny was standing there with a grin on his face holding his shirt. Kane took it from him and brushed some dirt off his chest before he put it back on. “I could have told you, you didn’t need to take that off for Christian”

“I didn’t want to wreck it” Kane simply said,

“Uh huh! Sure you didn’t. Alpha Thomas is here and we heard from Kenneth” Johnny informed him though he looked grim

“Not here” Kane looked around. There were too many ears that could overhear.

They walked to his office where Alpha Thomas was waiting for them. They shook hands and were seated. His Beta Jackson stayed on the far side of the room, but he did bow when Kane entered.

“New desk?” Alpha Thomas asked, Kane grinned when Johnny started cursing under his breath,

“Yes, the old one….ran its course and it was time for something new” Kane replied still smiling. “What can I help you with today, Alpha Thomas?”

“Alpha Peter has contacted me about merging with this pack instead, he has been going around to the different packs in the area from what I can understand” Alpha Thomas looked upset

“I was under the impression that the only ones who knew about the pending merge were in this room. If there is a leak it did not come from this pack, I can assure you of that” Kane said.

“I am not worried about a leak, it came from my end. My Gamma got a little loose with his lips, but he has been stripped of his position and is waiting for further dealings. What concerns me is the deal?” Alpha Thomas said, both Kane and Johnny raised an eyebrow, their interest was piqued.

“And what was the deal?” Kane pressed

“Merge with him, or he takes us by force” Johnny growled at this information.

“Easy Johnny, how long has he given you to decide?” Kane asked,

“A week tomorrow” Alpha Thomas answered,

“And what is it you want?”

“The best for my pack, here they will be trained, here they will keep their land” Alpha Thomas was frustrated, he ran his hands through his hair.

“We will take care of this” Kane reassured the older man “He will not touch your pack, or hell will be paid” Kane’s grey eyes shone azure blue, alerting the others Ky was listening as well. Alpha Thomas breathed a sigh of relief and clapped his hands together.

“Excellent! That is what I wanted to hear” More sure of his decision now than he was before. They shook hands and Johnny walked them out. When he came back to the office Kane had a smile on his face.

“What has got you in a good mood?” He said retaking his seat across from Kane.

“The fool Alpha Peter, just gave me the perfect solution, to getting my hands on the warehouse Dax calls home” Kane replied,

“How so?” Johnny looked confused,

“I will make him an offer he won’t be able to refuse. If he touches Alpha Thomas or his pack I will snap his neck in front of his pack, and a sign of good faith that he will not touch Alpha Thomas he will give me the warehouse” Kane said still smiling,

“And if he doesn’t?” Johnny asked,

“Then I will let him have a close encounter with Ky” Johnny smiled at this. Ky was good for many things, and a tool for bargaining was one of them.