Chapter Forty–Five
“What?” My brain froze for a moment. What the fuck did he mean he was the king?
His chuckle was deep, and my body responded, clenching in my lower body. “I am the king, pup. Go save your father. Once it’s done, tell him I will head there soon.” His voice took a dark turn, and I felt an edge to it.
“Okay… I will.”
“Oh, and Amy?”
“Yes?”
“Tell Ronnie he should have called the regular number instead of my cell phone. There are channels that you usually have to go through for this normally, but I’ll let it slide this one time because it’s an emergency.”
“Will do, your majesty.”
His laugh was loud and instant. “You don’t have to call me that, little wolf. But have Ronnie give you my cell number. I like all my alphas having my number in case things like this happen.”
“I’m not one of the alphas…”
“You might not run a pack, but you are an alpha.” His voice still held a bit of amusement.
“Okay.” I felt uncertain. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what to call you.”
“Rowan. You can call me Rowan.”
“King Rowan, thank you.”
“I don’t make anyone call me king. Just Rowan.”
“Okay, Rowan, thank you.”
“Go save your dad. I have a bone to pick with him when I get there.”
“Rowan.” I started and then froze.
“What is it?”
“I know you don’t like my father.”
“Who said that?” His voice cut me off again, deeper this time.
“He did,” I said slowly.
“Well, I could never say your father was stupid.” There was a sigh from his side. “Just because I may or may not have personal feelings towards a wolf under my command doesn’t mean I would let it influence how I govern them. Your father doesn’t deserve to be manipulated, and his pack doesn’t deserve to be taken over by a she-wolf who is unworthy.”
“Thank you, Rowan.”
“Now, do what you have to do. I will speak on your behalf with the council, and I will personally come check in on your pack when I can.”
“I will inform everyone before I leave.”
“Leave?”
“Yes. I live with my mother in Oakenfang’s pack grounds. I was only visiting my father’s pack for the summer.”
“Ah yes, I remember now. Well, I guess then, if the Goddess allows, I will meet you when I can. Goodbye, Amy.”
“Bye, Rowan.” I replaced the receiver on the phone and glared up at Ronnie. “You called the king’s personal line!” I screeched as I stood.
Ronnie had the sense to look away. “I figured it was important enough to call straight to him.”
“Then why…” I stopped mid-sentence. “You know what? I don’t care. I need to interrogate Aurora.”
“What do you plan on doing?”
“Whatever it takes.” I stood.
“Then come with me.” Ronnie looked a little pale, but he headed out of the office and down a few flights of stairs until we ended in the basement. He brought me to a door and then stopped with his hand on the handle. “Are you sure about this? I could get Beck to do this instead.”
“I have to do this.” He wilted in front of me and then opened the door. I hissed at what I saw there. The room was filled with silver knives and different devices that I had never seen before. “Grab what you need.”
I slid into the room and selected a few things. Then I carried them out and waited for Ronnie to close the door behind us. “You have become more terrifying just with the tools you selected.”
“I want to scare her, but I also need to have things I might need to make her talk. I was serious when I said I would do whatever I need to make her talk.”
“Amy, I really wish you would let Beck or me do this for you.” He grabbed my arm, and I dropped a pair of pliers.
I bent down and grabbed them and stood. “I know, but I won’t make you do something I myself won’t do. And this isn’t for you to do when there is an alpha to do it.”
“This isn’t your pack.”
“But it is still my father’s, and it falls to me to handle.”
“But…”
“No more buts. Bring me to the interrogation room so I can set everything up before you and Beck grab her.” I raised my eyebrow. “Before you try to say you don’t have one, every pack has one.”
Ronnie snapped his mouth shut and motioned for me to follow. He opened a door, punched in a code, and stairs opened up, and we headed farther down.