Chapter 3 Alpha's new maid

Alpha King Ethan's POV

I scoffed, "Nice one. Are you trying to strike a deal with me?"

"No, Alpha. I'm just...I'm just trying to tell you that I'm not the real killer of your wife."

Fynn hit her. "Shut up! You conniving bitch! You killed Luna Margaret. You dropped her body on Sky blue pack's road two days later to make us believe they killed her."

I turned around, facing Fynn and the she-wolf.

She bowed her head to me, "Alpha, I didn't kill your mate. I'm just a servant girl. Kidnapping your wife and dropping her body by the roadside was my master's order."

I smirked, I will be damned to believe her.

"And who is your master?" I asked.

"Colin Heather." She answered and I chuckled.

"HEY! How dare you?" Fynn scolded her and tried to hit her when I signaled him to stop.

I walked to the she-wolf.

"Did you say Colin Heather?"

She nodded quickly.

"And what do you know about him?" I asked her.

"He's my master. He recruits weak wolves and even rogues and trains them to become high end assassins." She answered quickly, her face looking down.

"So you're an assassin? You're even more deadly than I thought." I concluded.

She looked up at me nervously. "I'm not an assassin, Alpha. I don't have a wolf. I'm as weak as a day-old pup."

"Liar. Don't believe her, Your Majesty."

I turned to look at Fynn. He didn't need to tell me. I didn't believe anything the woman was saying.

Colin Heather, whom she claims is her master, was my half brother. He died thirty two years ago.

I clenched my jaw. Anger rising in me. How dare she try to fool me?

"Continue Fynn." I ordered my beta and turned around, leaving. Fynn started the machine and its creepy sound vibrated through the basement.

"My car! You'll find a flash drive in a black bag in my car." I halted and she continued speaking and breathing heavily, "The flash drive contains the video record of my master and all he did to your wife. Also his conversations with her before he killed her."

I snorted and walked out.

"Come to my office now." I mindlinked Fynn and as soon as I walked into my office, he walked in behind me.

"Are you giving what she said a thought? You know she's just trying to buy time for herself."

I turned and faced him. "Get the flash drive."

Fynn's face showed with shock, "What? You believe her?"

"That's not the point, Fynn. We can't afford to act blindly at this time. If she's lying, she just earned herself a slower gruesome death."

"Okay, Your Majesty." He bowed and left.

Fynn returned hours later with the flash drive and we watched the video it contained. It was as the shewolf said. But I doubt the man in the video was my step brother. He didn't look anything like the brother I remember.

Colin died when he was just eight years old. He drowned in the pack river. I saw his body before it was cremated. I still have his ashes.

The she-wolf was lying about her master. She was playing a game with me.

Fynn and I returned to the basement.

I excused the guards, allowing us a lone time with the she-wolf.

"Why did you record your master?" I asked her.

"I knew he was going to pin your mate's death on me. He was done using me and was going to use your mate's death to discard me. That's what he always does."

"Let's say I believe you, where do we find him and how?"

"You can't find him if he's in his hideout. And you can't go there either. The massive technology and security system will kill you with just a step in. You will have to lure him out. And there's only one man on earth who can do that."

"Who is that?"

She looked into my eyes. "His father. Houston Macduff. Don't bother searching for him on the internet. You will never find him. Only I know how to reach him. Well, of course, if they haven't logged me out of the system thinking I'm dead."

I scoffed and looked deep into her eyes. I saw the confidence in her.

"How can you give me this much information when you're not sure that you will live?"

"I just gave you some information. You can't do anything with the information because you can't find Colin or his father on your own. You don't even know where they are. I bet you, I'm your only ticket to finding them. You need me alive more than dead."

"Are you striking a bargain with me?"

She smiled, "Maybe, it's up to you, Alpha. Keep me alive and after I get you the killers of your mate, let me go."

"And who are you to strike a deal with me?"

Fear filled her eyes but she mustered up courage again.

"I am no one. In my pack I was an ordinary omega. With my master, a servant. All my life I've been a nobody. I'm in no position to strike a deal with you because you can kill me at any time.

But if you kill me, you will be killing an innocent girl and you will never find the real killers of your mate. Mind if I tell you that my former master wasn't really after your mate, he is coming for you and your pretty kingdom."

I chuckled, looking at her keenly. She amazed me with her bravery. No one dared to speak to me like she did.

"Fine."

"What?" Fynn drew closer to me, "Your Majesty, you can't trust her. She's a liar and you know that. Colin is dead. She's just blabbing. This could be a trap."

I looked over my shoulder at him, "Who says I trust her?"

She glared at Fynn. "You think I'm lying?" She scoffed, "I only have my life to lose if it turns out that all I'm saying is a lie. But if it's the truth...your throat will be slit before your eyes and you will lose your awesome kingdom. Worse, your king might lose his life."

Her gaze shifted to me, "And you won't be able to avenge your wife's death before you die."

"You dare speak death upon the Alpha king?" Fynn growled at her and she shrunk in fear.

I signalled him to stop.

"Alpha," She called desperately and I looked at her, "I just need seven days. Seven days. And I will bring you the real killer of your mate. I won't try to run away. I won't try anything stupid. Please..."

I fixed my eyes on her hazel ones, "You're quite interesting. And your boss is even more interesting that I've become curious. You chose this mission by yourself so if you succeed, you get to live and if not, you face your judgment for killing my wife."

She breathed deeply in relief, "Thank you, Alpha king."

"Your Majesty," Fynn called in concern. He didn't like my decision.

"Untie her, Fynn. Henceforth, she's my personal maid."

"What?"

I turned to look at him.

"Find somewhere else to fix Holly." I ordered him and left for my office.