Bound to the Alpha I was meant to Hate

Chapter Five: Silent Threats

Diana 'S POV

"This isn't the place, Marcus," He growled through gritted teeth and his grip on my hand tightened by a fraction. His body was a bundle of strain, and I understood this meeting would buy us more trouble.

Marcus arched an eyebrow, still smirking. Oh, but I think it is Thomas. The thing is, I have been listening to some interesting stuff lately. And now, seeing you two here together... Let us just say my curiosity was sparked.

I struggled to swallow, my mind racing. What did Marcus know? But more importantly, what was his intended purpose of collecting that information?

Thomas' voice was calm and low, "Leave Marcus." This is a private conversation.

Marcus laughed, arms folded. Flanked by his guards, Kartharn brought the dagger down within an inch of my skull and said as much 'You know little brother I'm going to stick around after all. I mean, family is supposed to get along with one another shouldn't they?!

Thomas rose with a neck-breaking jerk of his chair scraping the ground. "I said, leave."

Customers in the coffee shop turned to hear what brought her near tears. I was bright red with fear and embarrassment.

The smirk disappeared from Marcus's face a bit, his eyes narrowing. "Fine, Thomas. I'll leave. Still, family secrets always seem to find a way of surfacing. And when they do, you better be ready." Then he got up and walked out, shutting the door behind him as silence filled its place.

Thomas sat back and rustled his hair. "I'm sorry about that, Diana . Marcus always knew when to be in the wrong place at the right time.

I nodded, trying to take everything in. "It's okay, Thomas. But we need to talk. About all of this."

His thousand yard stare cut through my thoughts, practically searing them. "Diana , I need to know. Did you actually believe l intended to do harm that night?

There was a moment of hesitation, my brain whirring as it flicked through the files from that night. Thomas I do not know what to make of this. That night...and it WAS a mistake but also, it was not? "and of course, with the baby it's so much more complicated.

My eyes came up and Thomas leant closer. I never meant for things to get so f****d up Diana , I swear. I never meant to hurt you."

I know, I said to myself quietly as a lump formed in my throat. But what's done is the past, we can not revert that. We can only move forward."

He answered and then grasped my hand again. "Then you move forward alone. I can't be around for you, the baby. No you can fix this yourself, I just cannot do one step at a time

Carefully, I glanced down at our hands together in search of a flicker. "Thomas, I cannot accept or believe what you just said. However, it is no longer just about us. I have to consider the baby writer.

"By yourself," he answered in a whisper. Diana , I realize this is a lot to take in. But I don't care about you. Not interested in your pregnancy. I want to plea, If you can stop and let me be...beginPath())

Closing my eyes, I opened them for a minute and inhaled deeply "Okay, Thomas. I've got this. I'll try to figure this out by myself.

He smiled, an expression of relief illuminating his features. "Thank you, Diana . You won't regret this. I promise."

We need to go, I am positive of it now he chipped in.

Right after we arrived at the door, Thomas's phone buzzed. He looked at the screen and his face fell. "It's Marcus. I need to take this."

I nodded, and watched as he left the room to take the call. I was still reeling from my experiences. Thomas does not want to be a part of this. I have to raise my child without a partner but what about work?

A few minutes later, Thomas came back with a complexion paler by at least one shade. "Diana , we need to talk. Marcus... He knows about the baby.

My heart sank. "What? How?"

I asked, feeling frustrated by his response. "But he knows. And then threatens to use it on us. Against me."

Panic washed over me. Thomas, what do we do???

"...We will figure it out," he stated, his jaw clenching in determination. "But we need to be careful. Marcus will not be afraid to exploit this.

Tears welled up in my eyes. "Thomas, I'm scared. I do not want to lose it all.Rollback

He hugged me tightly. Lose nothing, Diana . We'll fight this together. I promise."

The sense of a new dawn, yet to break over the horizon left me clinging ever tighter. Marcus was in fact a strong enemy, and that weapon had just been given to him. How can I defend my future when this merciless foe is walking right here with me!!

As Thomas and I exited the coffee shop, my situation meandered around in my head; an uncertainty that loomed as large as any to come before it. Every step was a stretch into the darkness and I wondered how I would survive to tread further along this treacherous course.

On our way back to my car, Thomas received another text on his phone. He looked at it - something inside him went even darker. He sounded strained... "It's an email from Marcus."

"What's it say?" I inquired, my heart thudding within me.

Thomas opened the email and his eyes darted to quickly trace over the contents. His face went pale. "He’s demanding a meeting. Tomorrow. He says he will reveal the news about the baby if I don't appear.

Down my spine came a cold chill. "What do we do, Thomas? We cannot let him continue to bully us like this."

He sucked in a breath and his jaw clenched. "We’ll go to the meeting. But we’ll be prepared. "Mr Kutesa has his faults but we won't allow him to dictate anything to us.

"Is that the right thing to do? I asked, my voice trembling. Which makes me wonder, what else does he have up his sleeve?

And he said, looking me straight in the eye with an expression of intense determination. “Diana , we have no option. We have to face him head-on. Together."

I nodded back as I tried to rally my courage. "Okay. Together."

As we reached the car, I noticed him clutching a tiny white envelope and he slid it beneath the wiper blade. Frowning, I extracted it and turned its pages. That was a lone sheet of paper with something inscribed on it that ran chills down my spine

I'll only say it once; Diana , you come alone if you want to make sure your baby is safe. Tonight. 8 PM. The Maple Street warehouse Come alone, or else."

I was shaking when I passed the note to Thomas. He looked as he read it, his eyes in anger and disbelief.

"Trap!" He growled under his breath. "You can't go."

"But what choice do I have?" Jodie Campbell, I murmured and then fear grasped my heart. "God knows what he would do in the event I didn't appear.

If you understand the sense of nature, Thomas gave me a big hug. "We’ll find a way, Diana . We have to.”

My mind spun as I held on to him. The Warehouse on Maple Street It was someplace I hadn't thought to in years, a place filled with sad memories. And those shadows... they appeared to be nemesis zinging me and bringing me back on the hook.

‘Thomas,’ I whispered, ‘there's something you should know about that warehouse. I've never said this to anyone.

He opened his eyes extremely wide with an expression of intrigue yet worry;. "What is it, Diana ?"

I sucked in a long, deep breath before I knew what secret was to come out of my mouth. That warehouse... It was the first place I saw someone die.

The shock and confusion on Thomas' face were obvious; he kept staring at me. "What do you mean? Who died there?"

Before I could respond my phone chirped with a new message. I looked at the screen, and my blood ran cold.

"Tick tock, Diana . Time is running out."

I turned to Thomas, fear and determination seemingly pulling me into two directions. "We have to go. Now."

The sun had begun to sink below the horizon as We drove to that old Warehouse tonight, it was casting its long shadow across town. I kept feeling like we were on the cusp of something that would change it all. As we neared the dark, grand building- I could feel that whatever was waiting for us there would approve or disapprove all our lives.