The Alpha's Exchanged Mate
The Alpha’s Exchanged Mate – Chapter 131

Alexander’s POV…

We had all had our breaks for the day, with most of us getting filled with food and enjoying some good s*x. Plus, people like Caleb living in their heads to avoid their reality.

We were back to working our butts off towards the night howlers pack purge. I had been feeling nervous since Derek had come over to help hack into Ben and his means of communication.

Carlos and Jason had necessarily been obliged to leave the pack to meet up with Derek in my office, being a closer proximity to where most of the humans stay.

We had left my office to head into the pack where our secret meeting place was and also where the prisoners turning warriors were being trained.

So far, out of about five hundred of them, about four fifty are physically and mentally fit for the journey ahead of us.

“Do you mind leaving your personal life out of this environment and getting your bloody head in the game?” I muttered towards Caleb when Jason had been calling out to him to check on the map outs for the attack to take place tomorrow.

Instead, Caleb had been so lost in thought. Carlos had been the one to shake him back to reality.

“I’m trying.” He argued

“This ain’t you, man. If you don’t get your f*****g head cleared in the next few seconds. I will throw you out, and you know how humiliating that will be.” Of course, I didn’t say that out loud, but I communicated with him through the mind portal.

Caleb is my friend, and having to rebuke him in front of people like Carlos, who seemed to enjoy seeing Caleb in misery, was wrong. It was always fun to watch Caleb get roasted, though.

Rubbing his eyes, he sat up, switching focus from zero to hundred. This was what I respected about Caleb. He knew just when to let some things go and get his head in the game. He had helped me scale through Sonia’s betrayal through that technique.

“How many of our tools are ready to get a hold of them?” Caleb asked, looking toward Carlos, who seemed to be in charge of getting the supposed weapons.

“What’s the bone of contention here now?” Jason asked

I rubbed at my jaw, staring ahead at nothing. “We need to weaken Ben’s prowess by capturing half of his men who can enable him some easy direct access into the night howler’s terrain. That way, we can fortify our warriors by getting them more prepared.”

“What then happens to all of them? If they could pull a front during Ben’s escape, don’t you think they can do so again?” Carlos inquired.

He did have a point, but I looked toward Caleb to give a response to it. We had both been making speculations on how to go about it.

Caleb cleared his throat, “maybe you didn’t know this, but the night howlers have an underground dungeon where those who betray the alpha and the pack, in general, are kept in. It is so secured only a few people know about it.”

“If you know, how about Ben knowing too?” Asked Jason.

“The good thing about it was Ben had been too preoccupied with too many things to put his mind on it. Moreover, getting our hands on these people implies us having a stronger force to keep the pack safe.” I told them.

“Would you be there with us tomorrow?” Carlos asked.

I had been asking myself the same damn question since the previous day. If I wasn’t still trying to act crippled, I should be joining them to ensure that those who intend to see my death are dealt with well enough. But at the same time, judging by our intended plans. The invaders are not meant to be harmed unless they must have gotten any intel. So, following Caleb’s advice, we had planted spies in all three clans to ensure they did not exchange any secrets that might put us in harm’s way.

Then I remembered something, “talking about clans, what’s going to happen with the kappa clan being in the know?”

“Don’t you think achieving this first feat would give us more room to take care of the other little issues on hand?” Caleb added.

“I guess it’s all good then. How many warriors are being dispatched to the location tomorrow?” I asked, adjusting myself in the chair.

Carlos threw me a pitiful look, and my wolf growled. “If only he knew.”

The thoughts of what people would think of me when the truth of my crippled status eventually comes out to the open jolts my thought every time. It’s not like I really did care what they would say or do; I just knew somehow it wouldn’t sit well with some people, like Edwina.

I had good reasons for doing what I did, though. Sitting in this forsaken chair and spot isn’t all that cool, either. Also, some days my back aches badly from sitting all day and being unable to move around due to people’s presence. So I would wait a little more.

I won’t let anything ruin my plans, not even the continuous pity look.

Caleb rubbed at his head, “200, just in case we encounter any form of attack. That should do, judging by the war tools we have on hand.”

“I really can’t wait for all of this to be over. Ben has messed with our heads enough.” Jason gritted.

“All we need to do is remain tactful, and everything else will fall into place.” Replied Carlos.

“I would like to head back to my office now,” Caleb said,

To brood again. I wanted to say it to him, but I thought better. Acting cheesy would only get him riled up. They all went out, Carlos and Jason whispering between themselves. I could get they were trying to figure out what was wrong with Caleb. He was just too obvious.

The room fell quiet, rummaging through my head for any other thing that I had forgotten to mention. It all seems to be working out fine at the moment; all we needed was to get these traitors at the temporary war field.

I can’t wait to usher tomorrow in.