Her CEO Stalker and Her Second Chance Mate Chapter 183

**Carter**

*Three weeks later*

We pulled up to Clyde’s house in my truck, the house was buzzing with activity, I slid out and adjusted my black and silver tie and pulled my jacket on as I walked around. Clyde had insisted this was a formal occasion, which was the first of its kind in our pack. It would just make tonight all the better. I glanced up at the house, the warm glow of white holiday lights wrapped around the pillars of the porch. That had to be Briar’s touch, he wouldn’t have gone through so much trouble to make this party so inviting. I reached her door, pulling it open to find her sending a text before she tucked it into her clutch and smiled up at me. I helped her slide out, her long glittering black dress falling to the pavement of the driveway. I took her in like I had when I walked into the bedroom earlier. I couldn’t get over the sight of her like this. The sweetheart neck, with the off shoulder sleeves and the cinched waist accentuating her curves. Her hair was pulled up, she had lightened it recently and the pale blonde hair cascaded from her high ponytail in ringlets. Her lips were so dark red they were almost black, her smokey eyes and dark precise eyeliner making those aqua eyes pop like precious jewels.

“What?” she asked as I tucked her close to me and she picked up her dress as we began to walk.

“Just thinking how incredibly lucky I am,” I let her know.

“Are you ready for this?” she asked.

I nodded, forcing a smile at someone we passed as we walked up the porch steps.

“I’m more than ready,” I whispered into her ear as I  kissed her cheek before drawing away. She gave my hand a squeeze. All eyes had reverted to us as we passed. I was escorting the guest of honor and I found myself beaming with pride for the woman on my arm. Mazzie and Lana came up to us. Mazzie sporting a smart looking pant suit and Lana in a short hot pink cocktail dress. Briar had ordered all of our outfits; good thing because none of us was good at this shit. 

“There she is!” Clyde’s voice boomed over the chatter. Any eyes that weren’t on us were now. It had been the rumors that had gotten most of the pack here tonight. The gossips wanted to know who this heir was that was unknown to everyone. Silence washed over the living area of the house.

“Come daughter,” he said, holding out his hand to her. I felt her tense beside me as she drew up a mask of pleasantries over her face and smiled at him. I realized she must have had practice at all of Creedon’s events. She was better at this than the rest of us. She took his hand and I suppressed a growl. Mazzie and Lana stepped close to me as we followed to where he led her in front of the fireplace. His aura rose and washed over the present pack members. They began spilling into the large open plan living and dining space drinks in hand. All called to attention by their alpha. Once he had everyone’s attention he called out to the pack.

“This is Adelaide Briar Anderson, my long lost daughter and heir to this pack,” he announced, raising her hand up. Pack members looked at each other in surprise, some mouths agape. “Some of you may question this as she is not a full blooded wolf. However, her wolf has proven her strength. She has already taken on her first alpha challenge and won. I glanced over to the visiting packs he had ushered here. Travis’ and a few others. I noticed unsurprised that they were sticking together, poised and ready to make a move if needed. Clyde had wanted to show off his daughter, which had worked in our favor. Travis’ alpha had persuaded the others to R.S.V.P. to their invitations. They had a purpose here tonight unbeknownst to Clyde, his arrogance had aided his enemies. Mazzie forced a glass of whiskey into my hand and I took a long drink. She knew me better than anyone, that right now with my mate hand in hand with the man I was about to kill had me struggling. I downed it as Clyde carried on.

“I promise you that she will carry on my legacy with tenacity and grit. Don’t let her pretty face fool you, her claws are sharp and so is her tongue," he tried to joke. A few people laughed at that. “Let me prove it to you,” he said, grabbing a remote off the mantel and turned on the tv. It was Lana’s video of the fight between her and Creedon, however he had skipped ahead to Briar taunting him while I was off-screen, battered and bloodied as I feared for my mate’s life. It comes to the part where Briar shifted and he pauses it as her breathtaking silver wolf launches through the air. My shout of warning cut off. Gasps come from the collective members and visitors assembled. Clyde throws an arm over Briar’s shoulders. I see the tightness in her features before she forces the broad smile. 

“My daughter is already the alpha of a large and prosperous pack that she won fair and square. My hope is for that prosperity to trickle into ours as she takes over. There it was his greed shining through. He squeezed her bare shoulder and I watched her grit her teeth as she side stepped away to the other side of the TV screen. 

“I’ve prepared something for you Daddy,” she said, in that too sweet voice she used when she was about to emasculate someone. Clyde however, had no clue what was about to happen. He smiled adoringly at her as she pulled her phone out of the clutch.

“I just wanted your pack to know just how great you are and where their future alpha came from,” she lied, already hitting keys on her phone and putting Misty on speaker. We were doing this, and I grinned. Kenith Clyde Oneill didn’t know what was coming to him.