Deltta
Deltta felt like shit.
Mac hadn’t connected with him that day, the next day or the couple of days that followed.
“Are you sure you’re alright?” Maxus asked him for the eleventh time on the fifth day.
“I’m fine,” Deltta said, turning over on the couch. He groaned as pain slashed across his back.
“Don’t tell me you slept in here again.”
“I won’t.”
Deltta sat up just as his connector went off. He dove for it, thinking it was Mac. He sighed when he saw Tarymn’s code.
“What?” he barked.
“Are you in front of a viewer?” he asked hurriedly.
“No. Why?”
Deltta jumped to his feet and rushed out of his office to the room with a viewer. He turned it on. “What am I looking at?”
“My brother and our beta have been accused of trafficking Repinuj and the operation of those abandoned buildings,” Tarymn said.
What?
Footage of Hym and the beta walking out of the building played on the screen.
“I told you not to mess with Pharyi. There’s no telling what the alpha would do next,” Tarymn said, sounding shaken. Deltta clenched his jaw. The bastard was not going to win…not this time.
“Tarymn, let’s meet later. Go take care of your brother.” The connector went silent.
Deltta felt his brother’s eyes on him.
“Are you going to tell me what's going on now?” he asked.
Deltta nodded.
“Yarr,” he called for his beta and walked back to his office. This time, instead of heading to his recliner, he turned to his desk. It had been a while since he allowed himself to sit there. He’d resented everything attached to his title as the alpha king, but it would seem he couldn't run away from who he was.
Deltta ran his fingers over the glossy surface, walking around it. The chair beaconed.
“Master?” Yarr came to a slow stop at the door, staring at him.
Deltta pulled the chair out and sat down.
Clearing his throat, Deltta told Maxus everything Pharyi was up to – from the embezzlement of public funds, the poisoning, the distribution of Repinuj as a recreational drug to the use of those abandoned buildings.
Outraged, Maxus stepped close to the desk. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I didn’t tell you because I was afraid of what he might do.”
Maxus gave him a contemplative stare.
“Is that why you came to the council office the other day? Were you going to confront him?”
“No. I came because he was messing with you. I wanted to remind him of his place in the hierarchy,” Deltta shrugged. "I guess he wasn’t too happy about that.”