Alpha Rebellion

Chapter 573: Dominic's Secret

"Beta Dominic was just spotted leaving Elijah’s quarters, and from the look on his face, he didn’t look happy,"

Jeremiah reported, handing a phone to Asher.

Asher Nightshade took the phone, his lips curving sardonically at the secret shot of his father’s ambitious beta

storming out of the Alpha King’s room.

"I guess his cowardly little plan didn't go well," Asher mocked, handing the phone back to Jeremiah.

"Obviously," Jeremiah said. "That didn’t look like a happy face to me."

Asher moved calmly and perched himself on the edge of his desk, his long legs stretched out casually in front of

him. "Elijah might be an asshole, but he’s a shrewd piece of shit," he said coolly. "He hates my guts, but he also

needs me. Dominic’s biggest mistake was not realizing Elijah has trust issues. If Dominic is bold enough to plot

my death, Elijah knows he’d have no problem plotting his own king's death when the opportunity comes."

Asher’s hand reached for the chessboard set up beside him. His fingers closed around the black king piece.

"After all," he continued darkly, "becoming Alpha of the West Pack is just one move closer to the Alpha King’s

throne."

With a flick of his wrist, Asher knocked the white king to its side. His eyes gleamed with dangerous satisfaction.

"Checkmate."

Asher Rose up. "What about the other matter | asked you about? Did you find out anything?"

"It was short notice," Jeremiah admitted, reaching into his coat, "but | did find out sthings. And, Alpha,

you're not going to like it." He handed Asher a large brown envelope.

Asher took it without a word, ripping it open. Inside were photographs, receipts, and documents, which he

fanned out across the table, his slitted grey eyes narrowing as he scanned the evidence.

Jeremiah began explaining, "Dominic has been siphoning pack resources for years. Not just simple theft, I'm

talking about funds meant for rebuilding villages after rogue attacks, supplies for orphaned pups, medicines for

the sick, all of it disappearing into his pockets. While everyone else was struggling, he was living like a king

behind your father’s back."

Asher’s jaw clenched as he flipped through the photo and paper evidence. While Henry was busy forcing women

into submission, making his own life miserable, and obsessing over his precious reputation, he didn’t even see

his own beta bleeding him dry.

"And it gets worse from here," Jeremiah continued. "He’s neck-deep in the black market. This isn’t just smuggling

weapons or silver contraband. Dominic's been running an underground network with Alpha Marlow.... " He

paused, his eyes filled with disgust, "They operate like loan sharks. Families in debt cto them for help,

thinking they'll save them. But when they can’t pay back the interest, which is nearly impossible, their children

are taken as ‘collateral.’

Asher froze, his eyes snapping up from the documents. "Collateral?" His voice was deadly calm now.

Jeremiah nodded grimly. "The children are given to wealthy humans with twisted appetites to indulge, and

violate them. Sof those kids are barely past their first shift, Alpha."

The papers crumbled under Asher’s hands when he fisted his hand. "How," he growled, "the fuck did I not know

about this?"

He was so fucking furious!

Jeremiah said. "Because Alpha Henry didn’t care. He only cared about power, and the pack’s image. As long as

the West Pack looked strong and he stayed at the top, the wellbeing of the people didn’t matter to him. He

practically gave Dominic free rein to run his things."

Asher laughed bitterly, the sound devoid of humor. "And that’s why the other Alphas want him to take my

father’s place. If Dominic becomes Alpha, they can keep their filthy business running without fear of exposure."

He added under his breath. "No wonder that pig Marlow has so many concubines than he can handle."

Jeremiah said. "There wasn’t enough tto investigate the rest of the alphas but I’m sure I'll find one or two

dirts on them. Most of all, since Dominic can’t destroy you now, he’ll make sure your head rolls tomorrow. Your

death will clear his path completely."

The fury slowly vanished and a dangerous smile spread across Asher’s face.

"Oh, don’t worry," he said, his eyes sparking with a wicked idea. "I'll make it easier for him."

"Do not underestimate him, Alpha."

"Who said | was underestimating him?" Asher replied, "On the contrary, it seems my reign would be a bloody

one. | would need to do a thorough cleansing."

Although that was a necessary one yet Jeremiah still swallowed at the thought of the violence to come. It

seemed the West Pack was about to descend into turmoil, and the coming months would be anything but

peaceful.

"If Dominic has his hands in the black market, then | have to be prepared for anything." Asher instructed him.

"Keep a careful eye on him tonight. | want to know everyone who steps in or out of his room, where he goes, who

he talks to."

Jeremiah nodded, listening intently as Asher went on.

"And don’t just focus on him. | want reports on the other Alphas of the West pack as well. If there’s a secret

meeting tonight, | need to know about it before they even finish their first toast. | want to have the leverage to

crush him publicly tomorrow."

"Yes, Alpha." Jeremiah bowed his head slightly. But then he hesitated, glancing at Asher with concern. "And what

about you?"

Asher’s brows drew together. "What do you mean, what about me?"

Jeremiah took a breath, then said plainly, "You need rest."

A humorless laugh escaped Asher. "Rest? This is a critical period, Jeremiah. If | take my eyes off them even for a

moment, it could costthe West pack. There's no room for sleep. Go and fulfill your task."

Jeremiah turned to leave, his footsteps brisk, however, he stopped after a few steps. Slowly, he cback, his

jaw set in defiance.

"That's exactly why you need to rest," Jeremiah said firmly. "You're not a machine, Alpha Asher. That mind of

yours needs to be sharp, not clouded with exhaustion. If you want to defeat the sharks circling for your head

tomorrow, you need to walk into that arena at full capacity. Not like this."

Asher blinked at him, caught off guard. He opened his mouth to respond only for the door to swing open with a

creak.

The both of them watched as Roman casually strolled in with a pillow tucked under one of his arms.

"Don’t worry about that," Roman announced. "I'll handle it."

Asher let out a groan. He did not sign up for Roman's hassle tonight. Unlike him, his beta was absolutely

delighted.

"Oh, thank God," Jeremiah said as if it was good news. "I'll set up security and make sure not even a cockroach

steps into this room tonight."

While Jeremiah continued discussing security, Roman slipped into the adjoining room where the bedroom was

and casually tossed his pillow onto the bed.

Roman had expected that by the the returned, Asher would at least be preparing for bed. Instead, he found

him seated at the desk, hunched over his father’s computer.

Roman cto stand before him with a frown. "Why the hell are you not in bed yet?"

Asher didn’t even look up. "Just thirty more minutes," he muttered distracted. "I just need to—"

He didn’t finish because Roman’s hand cdown hard, slamming the laptop shut with a force that made Asher

jerk back in surprise.

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his instincts on edge.

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Asher’s eyes widened, and his brain supplied a very clear image of exactly what Roman meant.

"You're disgusting" he cursed under his breath, his entire body jerking upright as he bolted away like a startled

cat.

Roman burst into laughter, throwing his head back as he watched Asher rush into the bedroom, about to slam

the door shut.

"No, don’t do that. Wait for me, darling!" Roman rushed after him while laughing his guts out.

But Asher shut the door right in his face, cursing him six ways to hell. How was he friends with this idiot?