“Alpha is Alpha,” She states.
“No his real name,” I ask becoming annoyed, was she retarded, not the full quid.
Lana walks out handing her some toast placing the plate on her lap, she stares at it before picking a piece up. I watch as she sniffs it before placing it down, staring at it. I look at Lana who shrugs and is also confused by her weird actions.
“Okay let’s try easier questions while you eat,” I tell her, pointing to the plate. Lana walks out handing me some peanut butter toast. My mate watches as I tear off the piece before doing the same. Only she makes a face before spitting it out onto the plate and pulls a face as she tries to remove the taste from her tongue.
“You don’t like toast?”
“Toast dry,” She answers simply.
“What do you know? Do you know what mates are? Yet you don’t have a pack?” I ask.
“Mates are bad, they kill the mates,” she says.
“Kill the mates?”
“Yes they kill you too,” she says, and I growl at her threat making her jump.
“Your Alpha kills the mates?” I ask her and she shakes her head.
“No the others do, Alpha has been gone a long time now, Alpha was nice I miss my Alpha.”
“Do you know where you lived then?”
She shakes her head fiddling with the toast but not eating it. Tate comes out and sits across from her, on the armchair.
“What do you know then?”
” I know they will be looking for me,” she says.
“And why is that”
“To see if I completed my task”
“What happens if you don’t complete your task?”
“I die,” She says just as Lana comes out sipping on a blood bag. My mate’s eyes follow her.
“You hybrid too?” She asks.
“Too? You can’t tell the difference by our scents?” I ask her and her head whips to the side.
“You smell like me, she smells different she smells like them”
“Them?”
“Her mates,” she says. Lana did smell like them because they marked her and she fed off them but I haven’t marked her so I didn’t understand why she thinks I smell like her.
Lana stares at her curiously moving closer, before holding the bag out to her. My mates sniffed it.
“That’s human blood, yuck,” she says. But I saw her eyes flicker oddly watching Lana, her eyes calculating when she suddenly lunged at her.
Lana screams and I watch horrified as my mate bites into her neck before Lana shoves her off. A menacing growl escapes her when Tate rushes forward punching my mate and knocking her out. Everything happened so quickly I was too shocked by what happened to react quick enough.
“What the fuck Ryker. I want her gone,” Tate yells glaring down at my mate.
Lana cuffs her neck with her hand stemming the bleeding, the blood bag she was drinking from spilled onto the carpet staining it red.
“She bit me,” Lana says, shocked as she clutched her neck. Looking over my shoulder I see my mate start to get up off the ground.
Moving toward my mate I grip her arm, ripping her to her feet. She cowers and I could see the swelling from Tate’s hit healing.
Dragging her outside, Lana frantically chases after me despite just being attacked by her.
“Ryker what are you doing, please stop, she is your mate?” She screams clutching onto my arm.
Grabbing the broken chain I wrap it around her neck and Drake rushes over with a padlock locking it in place, the chain much too short for her to be able to yank on it.
She kicks and screams trying to get free of the restraints, Lana screaming at me and Drake and Tate screaming at Lana. Everything becomes overwhelming and I snap, my anger bubbling over when my mate kicks me in the stomach. I punch her, my fist connecting with her face, and Lana gasps behind me, making me look at her. Lana’s hands went over her mouth and I could see tears in her eyes at what I just did, but I didn’t care.
She needs to know she can’t attack my family and Lana needs to realize not all mates are equal, this thing isn’t mate material and I will be damned if I let her hurt anyone else.
Brax howls in my head at her crumpled form lying at our feet while I just glare at her. How dare she attack my sister.
“Make sure she doesn’t get off that fucking chain,” I told Drake and he nodded. Walking to my car I hop in and speed off, needing to blow off steam before I actually do kill her. My patience was running thin. And it was becoming more obvious I was going to have to kill this one too.
I drove to the nearest town which consisted of only a grocery store, one cafe, and a service station. Most things were in the werewolf communities. The nearest city however was Avalon City. My usual comfort place but I couldn’t afford to go far when I had my mate, my very unhinged erratic mate back on Forrest Pack territory. I missed home, missed my pack. Yet this place had become my second home, I knew I couldn’t stay here forever that I would have to return back to my Pack. Not that anything ever happens there but I have been away for too long.
My father’s old Beta was running things while I was gone, I knew he was also tired, he ran the Pack with my father who was his only tie to the place beside his daughter and mate.
I hated the idea of going back there, my family had all moved on because of me, couldn’t handle the way I run things. My father was a good Alpha to his people, but we clash too much, and I refuse to bow down to his old ways of doing things. I like things structured, like control. Yet my father’s pack which is now my pack lives more like friends, a community which I loved growing up, but they have become complacent, they hate how I run things, how I force the training, force them to prepare for a war I know is coming. One I will be glad to see the end of, yet now I am fighting another war, one between what my wolf wants and what I don’t, just to add extra baggage on the shit I am forced to carry with my title.
Pulling up at the park, I pull out my phone looking for Aamon’s number. Aamon was my best friend. He was from Avalon City, he knew my father first. I met him when I was 13 and as I grew so did our friendship. His wife was Regent of Avalon city, a witch’s hybrid, Aamon was an incubus, a demon from hell, and my only friend that isn’t afraid to speak back to me.
The phone rings once before he picks up.
“Now what sort of trouble do you need me to dig you out of now?” He asks.
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