Pregnant With Four Alphas' Babies: A Reverse Harem Romance Chapter 101: Send a Thief

*Emily*

I stand with my hand on my hip as I look at the people in front of me. They all stare at me as though I am a ghost. I can see the blood drain from the Breeder's face as her eyes fixate on me.

The sight of Alpha Tristan and the Breeder should be making me want to puke or tear her throat out, but I am more interested in the female standing at the end of the hallway. Was the bitch wearing my bum shorts?

Luna Barbara.

I should have known my cousin sent me away just to replace me with that evil bitch. So she was the one he was now sending to woo the Alphas and become the next Breeder…. While Emily was shackled to a man whose pecker needed me to sing Get Up, Stand Up for it every time we had sex–correction–attempted to have sex.

It wasn’t as if my cheerleading and singing worked to get the old geezer’s cock up. That thing was like gum; chewed up and spent. Nothing was ever going to bring it back to life, not even the blue pills he kept popping like Tic Tacs.

“Your droopy ass is stretching my shorts, Luna Barbara,” I greet her coolly as I look her over. “And I doubt they are age appropriate. Shouldn’t you be dressing in… I don’t know, maybe adult diapers or something? I have heard that accidents are common for women your age.”

Luna Barbara looks at me and scoffs. “Hello, Emily. Tired of your old man already, or did he get tired of you? If I remember correctly, you have a gift of draining the very will to live from all of the people around you. Or did he find out that your va-jay-jay is a garage for every Tom, Dick, and Harry to park their wang in, Evil Emily?”

What a bitch! I launch myself toward Luna Barbara. I am ready to pull the obvious fake hair extensions from her scalp, but Alpha Tristan is quick to step between me and her. He catches me mid-flight, as I soar in the air, hands ready for a cat fight.

He slings me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, kicking and screaming. I would focus on how strong and macho the Alpha is if I wasn’t bent on ripping the stupid smirk off Luna Barbara’s heavily Botoxed face. I can hear Barbara’s irritating witch laugh as he walks away down the hallway.

“Why did you stop me?” I scream when he puts me down in the sunroom. “Do you know who that woman is?”

Alpha Tristan shrugs. “Luna Barbara is a prisoner. The real question is, why are you here?”

“You’d better thank the Moon Goddess that Emily is back to save all of you. It’s a good thing I came when I did because y’all need me,” I exclaim.

Alpha Tristan looks at me and frowns. “Nah. Luna Barbara is a great replacement for you. We don’t need two of you.”

I can feel my heartbeat racing, and I feel I can’t breathe. I reach down my armpits, and as soon as I can feel the clasp of my push-up bra, I unhook it. In one swift motion, I slide the bra from beneath my sleeveless blouse, taking in a deep breath as I feel my ta-tas free from the pressure of the tight undergarment prison.

“Why the hell are you stripping? You haven’t even been here for five minutes and you are already trying to seduce me?” Tristan says as he covers his eyes with his hand.

I can’t help but laugh at how panicked he looks; I playfully throw the bra at him. He moves away from it like it’s a live snake.

“Sorry to burst your little ego bubble, Alpha Tristan. I am not trying to seduce you, so cool your little tantrum. I just needed to be free of that bra jail. Do you know how relaxing it is when women remove those things? So liberating. Anyway, back to the Luna Barbara issue. She is dangerous and has to go,” I explain.

Again, he looks at me and frowns. He then gives me a crooked smile before saying, “Takes one to know one, right? Or is it because you’re afraid she’s better than you at the seduction game? I thought Emily wasn’t afraid of a little competition.”

I feign a smile at him. The guy is handsome but really stupid if he thinks Luna Barbara is here for a little Bachelorette in Paradise season.

“I see you don’t know just how dangerous Luna Barbara is, huh? Do you think she’s just here to grease your jean’s zippers? Do you think she is lil’ Emily who wants you to spank her to the moon and back? Little Emily who just wants love and attention? Whatever she might gain from you sexually is a bonus for her. What Barbara wants is power. Marrying one of you will get her to be the queen, but that won’t be enough. Luna Barbara is a black widow. Whoever becomes king will never rule alongside her.” I state my case.

I look at Alpha Tristan and hope the fear and urgency of the situation at hand are evident in my eyes.

“What’s the worst that Luna Barbara can do that you haven’t done, Emily? You’ve tried to kill Rose and our children. You killed an innocent woman. If you’re saying Luna Barbara is more dangerous, what will she do? Cause global warming?” Alpha Tristan asks.

I can’t help but pace up and down. The metallic platform stiletto heels I am wearing are beginning to painfully pinch my toes. I kick them off, and they make a thudding noise as they land on the marble tiles. I pay them no mind as I continue pacing barefoot. I need to make Alpha Tristan understand how dangerous this Luna is.

I try to find the words to drive my point across, but I can’t. I stop pacing and look up at him, as I have lost several inches in height since removing my shoes.

Lacing my fingers together, I drop to my knees. I need to show him that I am not the enemy here… not anymore, anyway.

“I am not one to beg… ever, but I need you to hear me. I am so sorry for acting like a crazy bitch in the past—”

He cuts me off. “Psycho, deranged, monstrous…” Alpha Tristan adds.

In the past, I would have gotten up and given him a piece of my mind for calling me names, but I probably deserve that and more. Being treated like a sex doll for a flaccid prick, and being discarded and ignored by my cousin, had messed with my psyche… or maybe it had actually put the loose screws in my brain in the right place.

Alpha Stephen had not bowed to any of my demands. When I had asked him to spank me, he had told me his arms were tired and had ordered five of his best guards to take turns spanking me since I liked pain. They had used all their strength to spank my poor bottom, and I hadn’t been able to sit without a doughnut cushion for a whole week.

When I had complained to him to tell his men to stop, he had laughed and said, “Oh, you want it harder, you say?”

I swallow as I remember the pain and fear as I got spanked mercilessly while shackled to the bedposts. He had then told me that he had given me extra spankings to keep in my bank so that I would stop bothering him. I had been the laughingstock of his whole household as I walked around like I had a hot carrot between my legs. Everyone had heard about the ‘spanked madam of the house.’

When I called King Gene to complain, he laughed too. He told me that I was getting exactly what I liked. Spanking was supposed to be fun, not torture.

“You can call me any name in the book, but you need me here, Alpha Tristan. Compared to Luna Barbara, I am a toothless dog. All bark, no bite. You are all in danger with her here, including Rose and the babies. Luna Barbara will kill all of you to get what she wants.”

Alpha Tristan looks down at me as I continue kneeling. “I hear she lost a child. A mother would never harm children.”

I chuckle. The sound came out with an irritated twang to it. Nothing sexy about that. “You mean like the child she sacrificed? Luna Barbara killed her husband after one week of marriage, all because she wanted to be the sole ruler of Shore pack. When he died, she was already pregnant. When she gave birth to a son, she found him to be a threat to her rule. Imagine that. A child she bore was a threat to her. He was an heir and bound to someday be the Alpha. She gave the baby to her guard and told him to get rid of it. The baby never suckled his mother’s breast.”

Alpha Tristan’s eyes widen as he regards me. “You mean she killed her own child?”

“Yes. So, do you think she’ll hesitate to kill Rose’s children? They aren’t even her blood, so she won’t hesitate to kill them herself. Then she will kill whoever is king so that she keeps all the power for herself.”

Alpha Tristan runs his hand through his hair. “Why would we need you to help us? And why would you even want to help us?”

I am quiet as I think about what to say. Should I tell Alpha Tristan about how the Alpha of Shore pack that Luna Barbara married and killed was my mate, the love of my life she seduced, stole from me, used, and killed? I was here without a man because of her. She had ruined my life. I had sworn my revenge years ago, and now I was going to take it.

“I have a score to settle with Luna Barbara. A drunken night is what made her Luna, a drunken night that was never supposed to happen if she hadn’t spiked Alpha Ivan’s drink, the night she got pregnant and used the pregnancy to force him to marry her. Listen, I know Luna Barbara. Only I can match her evil games. Let me help you, Alpha Tristan.”

I can see his eyes soften a little as he considers my proposition. “When she’s gone, how will we know you won’t be a threat to us again or join forces with her and attack Rose? You both have the same agenda, after all.”

“Same agenda? No. I am not interested in being a queen or Luna anymore; I don’t want to kill Rose or her children. Do you know why I was so competitive and swore to not lose? It’s because of Luna Barbara. After losing Alpha Ivan to her back then, I swore to never lose again. Honestly speaking, I don’t even love any of you Alphas the way Rose does. I was just doing it to win. I wanted to win the game of love for once in my life. Luna Barbara messed me up real good. I became irrational when it came to winning. If I get my revenge on her, I can close that door for good. Mentally and emotionally. I am your best bet on this.”

I stand up and look at Alpha Tristan. I can see he is still uncertain about whether to trust me or not.

“I don’t know about this, Emily.” Alpha Tristan sighs, shaking his head slightly in confusion.

“I am not the same Emily that left this palace a few weeks ago. Use me to protect what you love. Send a thief to catch a thief?” I plead.