The Alpha Can’t Sense His Mate

ZADOK’S POV

“She made me lie! I had to do it to survive the dark forest.” He said, “She saved me from dying and gave me the assignment saying it was for the good of the pack!”

“I didn’t mean to lie! Please! Spare my life!” Aaron lamented while I stood immobile, gaze focused on Athaliah.

For the first time, I felt at a loss for words. My brain was blank and I could bring myself to understand why she would do such evil against me.

I couldn’t understand what I did to her to warrant such an act of betrayal. My blood boiled as I looked at her, waiting for some explanation.

Something that told me Aaron was lying, and his entire story was a scheme to save his head. But nothing came forward, forcing me to ask.

“Athaliah.” I breathed, “I will only ask you this once.” Athaliah stiffened and for the first time in a long time, the air reeked of Athaliah’s fear. “Did you ask him to lie to me?”

Asking that aloud felt odd. Impossible. Stupid even. But I needed to hear her say it. I needed to hear her say it before I believed anything.

“A-alpha..” Her tone was begging, “I didn’t mean to-”

“I asked a question!” I roared, cutting her off. “What Aaron has just said… Is it true?”

She gulped. With her delayed response, my anger grew. “I… I told him to do it.” She answered and hell broke loose inside my head.Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

“I’m so sorry! I saw how much you were suffering and thought it would help you get over her easily!” She explained, “The pack was deteriorating with your refusal to accept reality and I thought if maybe I helped a little, things would turn around for good.” She said in one breath, “And I was right! You came around, but everything was destroyed when that Calla girl came into the picture.”

I looked at her. There was no sign of remorse for her actions. How did this get past me?

“I know I was wrong to go about things in that way, but surely, you must understand why I had to step in and-”

I didn’t know when I reached her with a slap that sent her to the floor. “Alpha!” Azriel roared, rushing towards me, and holding me back.

“This bitch! This good-for-nothing bitch I picked up from nowhere! I took her in when she had nothing, and made her the gamma of my pack and this is how she pays me back?! By conniving with this bastard to deceive me?! She will pay! She will pay for this!” I roared, pushing Azriel to the wall as I picked her up by the hair.

“Please! I didn’t mean any harm! I did it for you!” She said, her voice heavy with pain.

She hadn’t seen anything. If she thought she had experienced pain, then I would show her what pain truly felt like. I would make her understand what it meant to be on my bad side.

“Hang her up!” I ordered, and immediately, guards came in, and Athaliah was hung beside Aaron.

I took up my knife, spinning it with a deranged look. Looking at them both, it seemed so unfair. Athaliah looked like the better side of the coin, but that was about to change.

In my eyes, both of them were dead meat. It was only a matter of time.

Azriel got up, hanging by the corner. He hadn’t said a word since the truth came out. He was probably as shocked as I had been but that was beside the case.

“Alpha-” Athaliah began and I silenced her with a silver knife to her knees.

Her screams of pain bounced off the walls, shaking the entire dungeon.

I took a scarf and tied it around her mouth – making it hard for her to scream.

With perfect symmetry, I punched the knife in all her joints, not forgetting to squeeze at every turn, while she screamed like never before.

Athaliah was an Alpha female. I was reminded of that fact when her silver wound seemed to heal as time proceeded. This wouldn’t do. I thought and walked away from her, going into the weaponry and bringing out one of my most priced possessions in poison.

An enchanted potion has the power to break down the physical properties of an alpha, weakening their alpha genes and reducing them to the strength of a regular wolf. I had never used it on anyone.

It was only one and I never thought to use it all this while. I guess it was waiting for a time like this when I would need to use it – Athaliah was the perfect one to test it on.

I picked it up and returned to the dungeon, headed towards Athaliah who was now a bloodied mess. I forced open her mouth and poured the contents into her mouth.

Her eyes widened, and I was reminded yet again that my mate was unconscious and she was awake, alive and seeing. “W-what d-did you do?” She said, coughing up blood.

Interesting. I watched her body turn pale as she barfed up more blood that eventually turned black. “What did you give her?!” Azriel roared, and rushed to the discarded bottle, shaking his head as he read it. “No, No, NO!” He bit his wrist and blood dripped from his hand.

To my surprise, he fed it to her, forcing it down her throat. I had never seen Azriel look so out of order. Something was fishy.

I pulled him back with a questionable look and he begged, “Please! She will die! I need to feed her my blood or she will die!” His tone was panicked. Devastated.

I wasn’t moved. “And why is that so bad?”

“I can’t watch you kill her! She is my mate!” He said, shocking me to the bone.

“You said your mate rejected you,” I didn’t miss the flicker of pain that passed through his eyes, “Athaliah, rejected you?”

He didn’t need to say a word. His face said it all.

“Why?” I couldn’t wrap my head around it. “Why would she do that?”

His face hardened as he took me in. Athaliah was unconscious. “Because she wanted to be Luna.”