Pregnant With Four Alphas' Babies: A Reverse Harem Romance Chapter 88: Morris is a Moron

*Tristan*

The volcanic rage surging in me is distracting me from the pain in my shoulder. I have no time to listen to anyone explain what has happened. Morris has been warned, but he has the guts to call our admonitions a bluff.

A group of our warriors is right on our heels as we arrive, and we all quickly throw on some pants.

“Where is he?” I bark as I push through the war room doors, followed closely behind by the other three Alphas. I can hear from their heavy breathing and hushed curses that they’re just as pumped up to lay their hands on Morris as I am.

“What are you all doing back here?” King Gene asks as he jumps to his feet.

“Where is Morris?” I repeat my question, not bothering to give him an answer.

“He’s shackled in the crypt,” Beta Adam offers.

I nod my thanks, and the four of us storm out of the room, heading toward the dungeons.

“Tristan, do you know where the crypt is?” Mark whispers to me.

I curse silently as the other three men look at me expectedly. We had made quite the dramatic entrance and exit, but now I had to go back in there, undoing our perfect theatrics.

“Sorry, but where is the crypt?” I ask, standing back at the door.

“I’ll show you,” Beta Adam responds as he makes his way to us. The slight tilt of his mouth makes me think he wants to laugh at how my voice has shifted from a booming angry speech to a polite inquiring tone.

He walks in front of us toward some stairs at the end of the south wing. The stairs go down to what I assume is a crypt, basement, or dungeon of some sort.

“It’s a great thing I was there. Alpha Morris busted into Lady Rose’s room without even knocking. Someone must have shown him exactly where her room was. I was in the bathroom and peered through the crack opening of the door to see him take out a fisherman’s knife from his belt and begin swinging it about. Lady Rose screamed to alert me about the intruder, but I had already seen him and pounced on the bastard.”

“So, Emily isn’t giving up, is she? I thought Alpha Stephen would have spanked the obsession with Rose out of her,” I say.

“I doubt she will ever give up. Even with Alpha Stephen warming up her inner thighs, she’s still determined,” Reece adds.

“Maybe the old man is as ice cold as his stone heart and attitude, so he’s failing to warm her up effectively,” Eli reasons.

“Is Rose okay?” Mark asks.

“Alpha Morris didn’t touch her. She’s shaken, but all right. Shelby and Kelly are with her now. They had already discussed possible sleeping arrangements to make sure that she’s never left alone. I think I heard them discuss bathroom schedules too,” Beta Adam explains.

I raise a brow. “Bathroom schedules?”

“Yes. They think it best to guard her around the clock. That means they will also guard her in the bathroom.”

“That’s a bit too much. I doubt she would want to take a dump while someone watches,” I argue.

Eli chuckles. “Women go to the bathroom in groups, so I doubt that it’s weird. I mean they already do that thing of showing each other their butt cracks… I thought you knew a lot about women. It seems I know something you didn't know then.”

We all stop and turn to glare at Eli.

“Sorry, I stopped listening at butt crack. Is that what you said or am I hearing things?” Reece asks, a look of pure shock on his face.

Eli looks at all of us and answers, “You mean y’all don’t know that women show each other their butt cracks? Y’all have a lot to learn. Ask any woman, they’ll tell you.”

“Who told you this?” I inquire. I try my best to keep down the laughter bubbling in my chest.

“Kelly told me. Rose confirmed it,” he answers with an air of pride.

“I think your sister was messing with you, buddy. Women don’t show each other their butt cracks. Scratch that, nobody shows anyone their butt crack. Unless you have a weird rash after accidentally slipping and falling into a poison ivy bush naked with a pretty girl on top of you… then you need the doctor to take a look at it,” I say.

This time they all turn to stare at me, puzzled.

I shrug. “Naked accidents happened a lot when I was younger. Sue me.”

They all shake their heads, and we continue down the stairs.

When we get to the crypt, I immediately hate the place. It smells of urine and old people, but the bastard who tried to kill our Rose is here, so II push down the nauseated feeling as I try to adjust my eyes to the dim lighting.

Alpha Morris is shackled in one corner of the room. His lanky frame is unmistakably shaking like a leaf in a strong April wind.

“I will kill you!” Mark shouts, but Eli holds him back before he can advance toward the coward.

Alpha Morris cowers back into the wall behind him. “I—”

“Shh. Don’t say a thing,” I warn as I shake my fist. My heart is pounding as the suppressed rage comes back, cocked and loaded. I bully my way closer to him, and I’m afraid he will melt into the wall he’s now flattened against. He’s so skinny, and his crouched pasty form seems to be blending well with the gray wall he hopes will protect him.

I crouch in front of him and inch my face toward his. “Look at me, fool,” I order.

He raises his pallid face until our eyes connect. He looks like he has been crying. His tear-stained cheeks confirm my suspicions while his pale, boney, spotted hands tremble.

I can feel the presence of the other Alphas and Beta Adam standing behind me. Their rage isn’t too hard to miss as it poisons the atmosphere and would make anyone pray for a quick death.

“Do you have all your affairs in order, buddy?” I ask.

His look turns from terrified to confused. He nods and shakes his head simultaneously.

“My fellow Alpha there told you what would happen if you ever attempted anything so stupid, right? Did you assume he was joking? You surely must have a death wish for you to defy us,” I say in a controlled low voice punctuated with anger.

“M… Miss Em… Emily said you weren’t there. She promised to take my virginity and pay me a lot of money if I came down and did as she wished,” he stutters.

“So, you would kill our woman and our children for a little taste of Emily’s bitter, slimy intimate juices?” I ask.

He blinks up at me; he doesn’t seem to understand what I’m referring to.

“I just want to be a real man,” he whimpers.

“Real men don’t stab helpless women, idiot. Real men protect the weak. Real men find real women to give their virginity to, not whores.”

He swallows. “I’m in my thirties and have never seen a woman naked,” he confesses as a tear rolls down his face.

“Emily was never going to show you her naked body. She wasn’t going to sleep with you either,” Reece’s voice comes from behind me.

I nod. “Do you think Emily would sleep with you? Have you met yourself? And what the hell is that smell?” I pinch the bridge of my nose.

Morris’s face turns even more ash white. “I was so scared, and I needed to use the toilet. When I’m scared, my bowels get loose. I’m sorry.”

I scrunch up my nose. “You mean you shit yourself?”

He nods and more tears roll down his cheeks.

“Gentleman, this man isn’t worth our rage. He’s punishing himself already,” Mark observes as he too pinches his nose.

“Listen, Morris. Rose is our woman. We are four of the most feared and strongest Alphas around. Your type doesn’t want to mess with us, our woman, or our children. Or else, if you do, your death will be painful. Actually, if you had succeeded in so much as cutting the ends of her hair today, your whole pack would pay for every strand of that hair with a life, a life for every strand of hair. Do you understand me?” I ask.

He nods feverishly. “So, will you push your magic wand up my ass?”

I smirk. “I have a better plan for you, Morris.” I ruffle his hair and get up.

After telling the other men to wait for me, I ran up to my room. When I return, I find Eli giving Morris a lecture.

“Emily sent her chambermaid to kill Rose. She failed, but guess what happened to her. She’s in a dingy dungeon awaiting her day to be hung. Guess what happened to the person who sent her? She’s up there getting other idiots like you to do her bidding and take the fall. Don’t be that foolish. Your pack might be small, but the least you can do to stand out would be using some intelligence and having some integrity.”

I smile as I walk toward them. The smell seems even more pungent now.

I throw the doll that I’m holding at him.

“Wh… what is this?” Morris asks.

“That’s Luna Lula. She is a blow-up sex doll. She’ll help you practice your sexual advances. If you want to ask nicely, she might even take your virginity. Just treat her well, and please go find yourself a real woman. If we’re satisfied that you’re living a good life, and doing your best to keep your pack on an ethical path, we’ll call on you to form alliances with us from time to time. Being on great terms with any of our packs is worth more than what Emily can offer you,” I explain honestly.

“Also, I heard your pack has highly skilled blacksmiths. Maybe if you stop being greedy, we could offer you a contract to design tools and equipment for us and market your skills to other packs on your behalf. That would help with your debt,” Mark reminds him.

Morris wipes his face with the back of his hand and nods. “Will you really do that for my pack?”

I smile. “Of course, Morris. Just remember, terms and conditions apply.”