Alpha Razor King-Chapter 73: New Alpha.

**Razor**

I watched the video for the hundredth time, feeling my anger boiling over. How the fuck did I miss this? I should have listened to Cross and never trusted Tom. How could he betray me?

I swore I wanted nothing more than to march to my fucking pack house and rip his head off his body, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t because he had Cross.

As I approached the pack house, he sent me a video of my little brother chained to the wall, bloodied, and I almost lost it. One step further, and Tom promised to torture him to death. It’s all my fucking fault.

"How the fuck did this happen?" I barked, smashing the windscreen of my car with my fist. "How did he subdue our men?"

"He got support from some of the other packs from outside Upperville, boss," Dean muttered nervously. "He’s given us thirty minutes to leave the premises or he’ll..." he paused, not wanting to complete his sentence.

I raised my brow in question. "What is it?"

"He said he’ll start cutting Cross’s body parts to pieces."

I drew in a deep breath, trying to keep calm, because I was fast losing it. How could he say such a thing about his own nephew? This is fucking messed up. I glanced ahead for a few minutes, confused about the next step to take before finally opening the car door.

"Let’s get out of here," I ordered my men.

As we arrived at one of my mansions in Upperville, I wasted no time phoning some of my allies. I needed to know who was with Tom. I couldn’t let him take my pack, the pack that I built with my sweat and made into the most formidable pack in Upperville.

"Boss," Dean walked into my living room, kneeling down. "I’ve got some news about Chris’s whereabouts." 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

I stood up impatiently from the couch. "And what about Tara? Is she with him?"

"No, sir, he was alone."

Fuck! I had wanted nothing more than to get a hold of that bitch for what she did to Isabella’s parents.

"Should our men go after her?"

I thought for a moment, running my fingers through my hair. "No... let him go."

"Yes, sir." Dean was a bit stunned by my words but didn’t oppose it.

A day ago, I had wanted nothing more than to grab Chris and rip him apart, but right now, I didn’t think I could. He was one of my most trusted men, and even though he betrayed me, I don’t think I can bring myself to kill him.

My phone suddenly vibrated inside my pocket. I took it out and saw that it was a video call from Tom. I picked up the call, and he immediately saw his traitorous face.

"How could you fucking betray me, Tom? How could you?" I sneered, wishing for nothing more than to snap his neck.

He wasn’t fazed, though. He knew he had the power over me; he had my little brother. From the background, I knew he was inside the fucking dungeon.

"Relax, my darling nephew Razor. Acting this way won’t get you anywhere," his lips twisted in a cocky smile. "I bet you’re dying to see your little brother."

"Let him go, Tom. You’ve taken over the pack, what more do you want?" I sighed, feeling frustrated with him.

"You and I know the minute I let Cross out of here, you’re coming to kill me," he chuckled.

"I swear I’ll fucking kill you! Let him go."

"You’re not in the position to make orders, Razor," he rolled his eyes before switching the camera to the other side where Cross was chained on the wall. Suddenly, one of his men used a hot poker iron and smeared it on Cross’s neck, eliciting a loud scream from him.

"Stop it, I said stop! Please..." I repeated, feeling totally helpless as I watched my little brother cry and struggle for his life.

"Stop!" He told the man, before switching the camera back to his face. "My, my, do you look scary. You should see yourself, Razor, your eyes have gone pure red."

"Just let him go.... please," I breathed, feeling utterly devastated.

"I can’t do that."

"Why? Why did you betray us, Tom?"

"All my life I had to stand back while I watched your father rule this pack and enjoy all the benefits, only to do what, give the fucking pack to his son as next in line. It was supposed to be me!"

"You know that’s not how it works," I told him.

"It doesn’t matter. It’s my turn to rule now. And if you ever set foot around Bloody Skull pack vicinity, I’ll deliver your brother’s ashes to you. Also, stop looking for allies to help you; you don’t want to provoke me," he warned fiercely before ending the call.

I slouched on the couch in defeat. It was fucking over.

It had been a week since Tom took over, a hellish one. I had been discreetly searching for a way around this problem, all to no avail. I was fucking tired.

A knock sounded on the door.

"Who the fuck is that?" I called, getting out of the bathroom naked.

"It’s Dean, sir."

"Come in."

Dean entered the room, standing close to the door. "We’ve got news about our Luna."

My ears perked up at the mention of that name, and I quickly wrapped the towel around my waist.

I’ve been having sleepless nights about Isabella, wondering if she’s fine, safe... Now that there’s news about her, I feel a little anxious.

"Is she alright? I asked.

Dean hesitated, his face contorted in confusion. "Yes, sir, she’s alright. She’s at..."

"Keep it to yourself. I don’t want to hear it."

"Sir?"

"Don’t search for her anymore. Let her be," I told him, walking to my closet. "You may leave."

It was time I let her go. My obsession with her had made me neglect my brother and left my pack unprotected. All that for a person who ran far away. At this moment, all I wanted was to get my little brother back alive.