Mates Gamble by MiriGoogag

Chapter 52: Calvin POV

Alpha Milo was determined to get to the bottom of this shit, or at least get us back. Truth be told, I was dying to screw my girl up. It is the worst news in the world to not be able to fuck your switched soul mate on the girl I had a crush on. I actually wanted to do that.

But no, the universe hates me for having my man dreams become a reality. Son of a bitch, this is the biggest cock blocker ever.

Grumbling to myself over the amount of fuck given to me even as an Alpha, I hear my father-in-law speak out.

“I don’t want either one of you shifting while you have changed bodies; the reason being that your souls can stay stuck if you do that. Just ride on my wolf. I know I’m going to need Calvin to act like Stan in the council while Stan helps me get the damn rose, and while we are in it, destroy the rest of them, but for that, we are going to need one major ingredient. I will get the wolfbane, which ironically is in the same building only above where the roses are, ready?”

We both stopped as we heard his plan; it sounded really easy, but there was one big problem with his plan: how the hell was he going to be able to do that when everything in that council would be heavily guarded?

Stan looked concerned at what I was hoping was the same shit as me until he said

“How do you expect this to really happen? We have no scheduled appointments with them.

I let out a breath of relief; at the very least, this idiot for an Alpha isn’t that ignorant. But it also left me wondering why we would be discreet about these assholes; wasn't it them that got us into this mess? Alpha Milo did exhale harshly as he replied to us in a no-nonsense tone.

“Listen, I get they act like pretty little bitches, but they have zero grounds when it’s an ambush of convenience. This is a war that has been happening for years, but now it’s going public, whether they want it or not. As Alpha, you should have known that, or are you still latching to your mom's breast there, Alpha Stan?”

I was not holding on to my laugh at the smack Alpha Milo just served Stan. Oh, this was beautiful. Fuck, this was priceless. I wish I had come up with that one. Oh, this is good.

Annoyed Stan looked back at me, giving me the deadliest glare my expression can give, and damn do I look angry. This is still so fucking confusing. I wonder if I can look like that angry at my mate. The images of fucking her while still in Stan’s body came to mind, and my annoyance grew tenfold.

Letting out a breath, I closed my eyes to calm down when Alpha Milo asked me, “You are Gamma Calvin, right?"

I open one eye to reply to him, “Yes, and I’m aware I’m not fit to do the job of an Alpha, but to be honest, both things don’t have a good resolution. They need a good amount of exposure to allow changes to happen Not just anyone can get their attention, but if you show yours, there’s a real possibility.” I open my other eye as I swear my eyes were playing a joke on me.

But nope, Alpha Milo was actually smiling in pride at me. This was freaking me out a little. What did I do? I looked at Alpha Stan praying with my fearful eyes to help me out. If this was a result of his pranking, if this Alpha is a funny guy in putting lower ranks as their sacrifice, I’m going to hang myself.

“You sell yourself short there; something tells me the goddess decided to punish one of you or both of you, but I will be honest, it stinks that you aren’t Alpha; you behave better than Alpha Stan does, to be honest."

Those words made Stan give my exact expression of being dumbfounded. I had no idea the expression on my face, but I do know I am really nervous, and insulting the Alpha of my pack is next to death—the worst thing that could have ever happened.

But now that I think about it, it was basically one Alpha vs. another Alpha. Wait, hold up, that’s a damn good ass question. As we kept running to the council's estate, I asked Alpha Milo.

“Just to be on the same side, you are Alpha of the Fountain Pack, right?”

Alpha Milo shouted from a bit of a head at me.