The Alpha

Chapter 35

Ethan's POV

A low, even growl hums through my chest and throat as I stand there, jaw and fists clenched tightly.

Part of me wants to storm the stage and rip into that piece of shit Alpha. The other part of me is trying

with all my might to not make a scene. Alphas and other high-ranking wolves from across the country

are here and I can't afford to make any rash decisions. Unfortunately, that also means that all these

wolves are seeing the large canvas sitting front and center on the stage.

Scarlet's form is in the middle of the painting. Her body is facing away, just slightly twisted as she looks

over her shoulder with a come-hither look as though beckoning her lover to follow her. A sheer sheet is

clutched to her chest, slightly blurring the side of her breast that is shown and the part of her ass that

the fabric trails behind like a train. The rest of her is completely bare. My wolf is going ballistic inside of

me, desperately wanting to take control.

After the few seconds it takes me to register the painting of my mate, bared for all to see, I turn to her.

"What the hell is this?" I snarl through gritted teeth. She turns to me, her eyes are wide in surprise and

brimming with unshed tears. It is clear that this isn't what she was expecting either and I reach out to

grab her hand before she takes a step towards me.

"I swear to you, I was fully dressed. I didn't agree to this. This—" she gulps as she tries to regain her

composure.

"I know. I believe you," I state plainly, my anger softening slightly as I pull her into me. Suddenly, bids

start coming in and we both instantly tense. There is no way in hell I'll willingly let another male hang a

picture of my mate for them to ogle over, especially one where she is so indisposed.

The auctioneer rattles off numbers as the amount continues to rise higher and higher. Without even

thinking I raise my paddle. I don't care what it will cost me. That painting is mine. As the amount climbs

higher and higher in the hundreds of thousands, Scarlet tugs on my sleeve. "What are you doing?" she

whispers harshly, her eyes wide.

"Don't worry about it. This is nothing," I assure her. Her jaw drops as she looks at me. I simply give her

a smile and raise my paddle again, not even listening to the amount that is being said while my eyes

stay trained on her. Her gaze alights as she stares back at me. Suddenly, she grabs my jacket collar

and pulls me to her, crashing her soft lips against mine in a deep, commanding kiss. One of my arms

wraps around her waist, lifting her from the ground as I hold her body flushed against mine. The other

hand still going up to bid whenever a number is called out.

Many have given up but there are two other men that continue to bid against me. They are both

unmated Alphas, one from what use to be California and one from what use to be New York. Both of

their packs are known to be some of the wealthier ones in the region. As the one from California bids

again I let out a loud roar before my gaze looks pointedly at each of my opponents. I'm done with this

game. Scarlet is my mate and it'll be over my dead body to let one of them take home this painting of

her. The auctioneer calls out another number and I raise my paddle, silently daring either of the other

Alphas to chime in. Neither do. Finally, the auctioneer bellows out, "Sold! To Alpha Ethan Kane for

$850,000!"

Still holding my mate to me, I lightly place Scarlet back on the ground before I stroll up to the stage. I

shake hands with the auctioneer and give him what I owe. Then I turn to Alpha Lucien. A grin is

plastered on his face as he tries to keep his friendly demeanor, but when I meet his eyes it morphs for

a second into something wicked. This asshole is severely trying my patience. I take his outstretched

hand in mine and squeeze tightly, feeling the bones break as he flinches in pain. He quickly recovers

as he pastes his fake smile back on his face. I yank him towards me as I lean forward and whisper near

his ear, "You come near my mate without me again and I'll kill you." Lucien glares unhappily at me as I

turn to face the audience. They are applauding so I wave and smile at them before gesturing to a group

of my men that are off to the side.

They immediately come up the steps of the stage as I mind-link them. "Cover that up and take it to my

penthouse." They all nod before I also link Alex to lead the way since the men who are now carefully This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

wrapping the picture of Scarlet don't have access to my home.