UNEDITED: MY FEISTY HUMAN MATE: Chapter 1-22

UNEDITED VERSION.

Chapter 1: Heartbroken.

[Silver Hartwell P.O.V.]

One of my favourite quotes by William Shakespeare;

I'll love thee with a love that shall not die, till the sun grows cold And the stars grow old.

Beautiful isn't it? Those were the days when love meant something now it's more of a mental disease which I have fallen victim to. My good-for-nothing, scumbag of a boyfriend slept with my little sister. I know, what a cliche/ dick move.

Let me give you a brief recap of that faithful day. I woke up after an awesome night's sleep with a goofy grin on my face, yawned, stretched and checked my phone. Why a goofy grin you may ask? I was in love. Hopelessly and completely in love. A lovesick fool. Yep, that's me. He was a complete gentleman, opening doors, pulling chairs out, helping me with my coat, compliments, etc. You might think he's compensating for other things, but sadly no. He was hot like pantie-dropping hot. Blonde hair, gorgeous grey eyes, Strong jawline; the idiot even had a six-pack. He had a lean body and packing if you know what I mean. Oh, and successful, of course. Yep, the buffoon was perfect husband-father material. Every girl's dream. The world was made up of flowers, chocolates, rainbows even a god damn unicorn. Anyways, getting off track. So like I said I checked my phone:

2 new messages 8:04 am

Eric: Good morning beautiful! can't wait to see you tonight.
Eric: I love you, angel 😘😘❤️

Me: good morning handsome! Can't wait either.
Me: I love you too 😘❤️❤️😍

Shower, got dressed and off to work.

2 new messages 12:30 pm

Eric: hey gorgeous. I miss you! Work sucks.😫 wish I was in bed with you👅.
Eric: Heading out to lunch with the guys. Can't wait to see you, baby. I love you 😘

Me: I miss you too. Work sucks too. I hate people😔. Have fun with the guys, and say hi for me. I wish you were 🍆🍆.
Me: me too!!. Love you 😘😘

1 new message 2:01 pm

Eric: hey baby so... I have to reschedule tonight something came up at work. Working late. Love you.

Me: it's ok, I understand. Love you too.

Nothing seems strange right? That's what I thought too. We've been dating for five months, seventeen days, ten hours, four minutes and seven seconds and not once had he had to work late. Ema convinced me to surprise him. I'll tell you about her later. So I did. I wore the sluttiest dress I own. Which wasn't as provocative as I liked. My closet is very modest for my age. I got us dinner and a six-pack. I let myself in with the spare key he gave me on our three-month anniversary. That's when I heard it, a banging sound coming from the bedroom. The headboard banging against the wall. The closer I got, the more I heard moaning and grunting sounds. I push the door open and there they were. My whore of a sister riding him like a wild bull. When she saw me all she did was smirk and continued like I wasn't even there. Of course, my douche of a boyfriend took a few seconds to notice me. The look of regret and remorse filled his beautiful grey eyes.

I couldn't hear a single thing he was trying to say to me, all I heard was an uncontrollable wailing. I wanted to be strong. I didn't want him to see me crying but my damn emotions got the best of me. The feeling of heartache and betrayal plagued my insides viciously. I ran like I was being chased by a crazed serial killer, ‘til my legs gave out and my lungs burned. My heart exploded in my chest. I fell to my knees in the pouring rain letting it wash my tears and broken heart away. I was crushed, heartbroken, confused, furious, sad. I cried for days. Yes, he called and begged. I heard it all the; I'm sorry, I love you, she meant nothing, she came on to me, the whole rant. But was I really going to forgive the bastard for cheating on me with my own sister? I had to admit part of me did but every time I looked at him all I saw was the look of satisfaction on his face as my sister rode him.

So here I am seven weeks later, sulking, in flannel pyjamas, a tub of Ben and Jerry's watching reruns of Charmed.

"Holy mother of all hell, what the fuck died in here?!!" my roommate/best friend Ema says dramatically, pinching her nose shut.

I grumble some profanity, ignoring her. I love my best friend but right now I just want to be left alone.

"Don't be like that Silver," she rolls her eyes. "That's rude"

Oh yeah did I mention she is a werewolf? Damn werewolf hearing. Yep, you heard me, a werewolf.

"We need to get you out of this room.... then condemn it." she yanks my curtains open. The blinding sunlight stings my skin.

"Emmaaa!!..." I whine melting under the covers. She yanks it off me, I huff and glared at her. "don't look at me like that'' she warns arching her brows.

"I will never love again!" I whine dramatically, sprawling out like a starfish on my bed.

"I open my heart to him and what did he do?" I huff.

"He sticks his dick in my whore of a sister" I grunted.

"Why wasn't I enough?" I cried. For the past seven weeks, that's all I thought about. Was it my fault? Why wasn't I good enough? Wasn't I pretty enough? My sister was prettier but I thought he loved me just the way I am. He told me he did.

"Don't let a piece of shit like that make you feel this way S... it's not your fault he banged that slut bag."

"We need to get you laid!" she smirks and wiggles her brows.

"I don't think I'm ready to love again" I cried.

"I didn't say anything about love" she winks and grins at me mischievously.

I scowl at her ''why can't you let me mope in peace?"

"Nope," she pops the p whilst picking up the litter of clothes off the rugged floor.
"What kind of friend will I be if I let you rot away in here? And plus you need a shower."

"You stink"

Ema threatens if I didn't take a shower voluntarily she would, well let's just say I took a shower. Not only did she get me to shower but also managed to drag me to some wolfie nightclub. It was like any other club actually. Dark, loud with drunken idiots grinding on each other. Flashing lights and even a fog machine. The stench of sweat, alcohol and cheap perfume blanketed the air. After knocking back a few shots all my life’s stress melted away leaving the after-effect of bliss and tranquillity. The familiar burning down my throat is refreshing. I love hard liquor, anything that can quickly alleviate those god-awful memories. Those fruity candy drinks weren't going to do the trick, not tonight anyway. I wore one of Ema's dresses which she insists on. By insist I mean she brutally forced me into it. It was a sleeveless, short navy blue lace body con dress paired perfectly with black heels.

Several shots later. I slid off the metal bar stool and made my way to the jam-packed dance floor. Wiggling through sweaty bodies to the centre of the dance floor. I start moving my body, swaying my hips and Letting the booming compelling music pulsate through my half-drunken body. I start running my hands over my body seductively, swaying my hips back and forth, closing my eyes feeling the beat of the music moving my body.

I'm suddenly drawn into a solid hard chest, firm hands on my hips as he presses himself against my ass. Damn, he smells good. My brain was telling me to push him off but my body had a mind of its own. I throw my head back as I grind on him enjoying an unfamiliar sensation. He growls approvingly. That’s so hot. My body instantaneously reacted to him as heat crept up my core.

My arms went around his neck and his grip on my waist tighten. My fingers tangled in his silky soft hair tugging a little. He groans. The warmth and something else emitting from his body directly targeting my core. Igniting something deep within me. I wanted nothing more than to feel what it would feel like with him inside of me. It was a strange feeling... must be the shots. I'm completely thirsty for this guy. Or maybe this is just a rebound feeling? But it feels like more than that. I'm turned on by a stranger in a bar I just met. I guess I now understand how people can have one nightstand.

[Zane Micheals P.O.V.]

I squint my eyes at the gleaming morning sunlight filling the room. A low moaning sound near me reminds me of my date last night. Why is she still here? I sigh before pulling on my jeans that were tossed on the floor. "Wake up" I nudge her, my voice cold and a little more than I expected.

"Baby come back to bed," the blonde she-wolf purrs seductively, sitting up and revealing her perky big tits to me. Had to admit I'm kinda tempted but I have better things to do today.

"Get dressed and leave," I instructed disregarding her plea for me to stay. I left my guest room to my own private bed-chambers, where my Beta Kyle awaits with a smug stupid smirk.

"What?" I growl with a bored expression on my face.

"You do realize the whole house heard her screaming your name last night? Including Alpha Kendrick," he smirks approvingly. Kyle is my best friend since childhood and this grants him some privileges. If he wasn't my Best friend and Beta he would be in the infirmary by now for entering my bed-chambers without permission.

"What of it?" I ask in a bored tone. I know where this is going. Plus everyone is well familiar with my rampaging sexual appetite.

"Don't get me wrong I am proud but Alpha Kendrick threatens to teach you a lesson." He wiggled his brows amusingly. He's enjoying this a little too much. Plus I know he can't stand the Alpha and his obnoxious daughter Bethany.

I found it amusing as well, killing an alpha today wasn't on my to-do list but my bloodthirsty wolf and I welcome his so-call threats. "Let's not keep him waiting"

Kyle chuckled menacingly, he is as bloodthirsty as I am but hides it extremely well. Maybe that's why we are best friends. Entering the dining hall, a steaming furious Alpha Kendrick glared at me. If looks could kill.

"How dare you! We had an agreement!" he spits bitterly, vibrating in anger, trying to control his wolf from surfacing. If I wasn't a strong powerful alpha I would be cowering just like everyone else in the room. The amount of power and authority radiating off him is hard to miss and amusing. A clear challenge. Unfortunately, my wolf and I hate being challenged especially in our own territory, in our own home. Fuck No.

In a blur my claws wrapped around his thick neck, drawing blood, I heard a few gasps and the scent of fear filled the room, except for my eager Beta who has Alpha Kendrick Beta pinned to the floor with claws deep in his back, awaiting the order to kill.

"You dare challenge me!" I roar shaking the room. "In my own home!" I spat viciously at the Alpha who is clawing at my hands, turning blue in the face, glaring at me. I tighten my grip and he got the message, lowering his gaze. I hesitantly and slowly release my vice grip. Killing him is more trouble than he's worth.

Gasping for air he growls "You will regret this," and was gone. I nod telling Kyle to let the Beta go, he frowns disappointedly before ripping his claw out of his back.

"You should have let me kill him" he grumbles like a child whose favourite toy got taken away.

"Next time, for now, make sure they're off my land," he nods, leaving.

My father and he had that agreement but it was a mere feeble attempt to appease the Elder Council. Nevertheless, it was still my choice which my father made abandonly clear to him. Oh well...

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Chapter 2: The Nightclub.

[Zane Micheals P.O.V.]

It's been a week since I buried myself in a warm wet cunt, the urge to release is getting harder to ignore. I ran my hand through my black locks frustratingly. I need to finish this report before the damn Gala but I can't concentrate.

"You look like shit" Kyle strolls in gaily eating an apple.

"Get out!" I growl at him and continue on with my report.

"Comeee onnnn..." he drags his words ignoring my angry growl. I hate how cheerful he is. It's a little too eerie at times.

"You've been buried under those stacks of paperwork and that report for days now... Don't you think it’s time for a little fun?" he wiggles his brows suggestively. Knowing him as well as I do means Club Claw.

"Tonight is ladies’ night at Club Claw," See what I mean? 

"I am an Alpha, I have responsibilities," I hiss. This is true, I do but sometimes it's so overwhelming. My pack has always been my first priority.

"Yea, yea but you are a man as well Zane... with quite an... enormous sexual appetite" I just wanna punch his smug smirk off his face. " A satisfied man equals a perspicacious Alpha..." he continues taunting me. He is right my desires are a lot stronger given that I am an Alpha. The insatiable hunger is like a dark deep endless pit, that can only be filled by one's mate, that's what I heard anyway.

I close my laptop, Kyle bounces up from the chair he sits on "I'll start the car!"

The club reeks of sweaty body odours, humans, smoke, alcohol and arousal. A packed bar with females dressed provocatively and drunken males attempting conversation. I can easily have any female here. Yet, I am wondering about the damn club in search of God knows what, while my wolf is stirring around for no apparent reason. The deafening music blasting, the dance floor packed with drunken humans and wolves grinding on each other.

Sitting at the bar having a few drinks, talking with a hot redhead she-wolf desperately eager to satisfy me, given she can feel the power emitting from me, just another social climber.
Kyle was in a dark corner snug in a booth with a she-wolf straddling him, arms tightly coiled around her, no doubt he's balls deep inside of her. I don't mind public affection but I like my females screaming my name all night long. A quicky ain't my forte.

"Ready to get out of here?" the redhead purred running her well-manicured hands up my thigh suggestively. Might as well get this over with so I can finish that damn report. I took her hand escorting her when a peculiar scent calls out to me. What the...

"Are you ok?" I ignore her question. All I can think of is where is that scent coming from and what the hell is it? My wolf stirs 'Find it' he demands.

I blatantly disregard her walking towards the dance floor. The closer I got the stronger the scent was. What the hell is that? Then I saw her. A human female, her tight dress contours exceptionally to her hourglass shape, twerking her round ass to the beat of the music. My gaze hooks on her every move, finding it harder by the second to control my dirty erotic thoughts. what she'll taste like. What it'd feel like sinking deep inside of her. What she'll sound like moaning and screaming my name. I shook my head dismissing my raving thoughts.

Her hands running along her body, swaying her hip, teasingly. So fucking hot. 

Before I knew it I pulled her into my chest, hands on her sexy hips firmly. Her back mashed into my chest and her scent overpowers me. Fucking hell. She grinds against my pelvis with her arms wrapped around my neck and her finger tangled in my hair and gently tugs. I growl approvingly from the sudden pleasure that exploded through my body. 

Does she dance with everyone like this I wonder? I can feel my wolf growling almost possessively, not liking the idea of someone else's hands on her, I find myself agreeing.

What the hell was in that drink? I don't fuck humans but that doesn't mean I can't have some fun. I dip my head down to her ears, nibbling on her earlobes and her neck. A new scent? Her arousal. Fuck. Me. That's so fucking addictive. I inhale sharply welcoming that intoxicating mouth-watering scent of hers.
An unexpected tingle shoots up my arm, I didn't even realize my hand stroking her thigh. I'm bewildered and flabbergasted by how well her body responds to me. Her heart and breathing accelerating not out of fear but desire. Can she feel the tinglings?

What the hell was she doing to me? I can smell her arousal, knowing exactly what she wants.
I murmur against her ears just loud enough even her human ears can hear over the booming music
"Do you want me to touch your sweet little pussy?" she gasps, her chest heavy before she gulps. She slows her pace as her body tense at my bold question. I sense her dilemma. I won't hurt her or force her into anything. The thought was disheartening. 
"I won't touch you unless you say so. Tell me you want me to touch you" I stroke her inner thigh suggestively with my fingertips appreciating the tingling sensations, touching everywhere except her tender flesh. Goddess her skin is so smooth and delicate, makes me never want to let go. Please say yes, I find myself mentally begging. I never beg.
"Do you want to cum kitten?" I ask teasingly, nibbling gently on her neck suggestively. She nods yes. That's all I needed.

I circle the lacy fabric over her flesh making sure her dress is not hiked up too much to reveal anything. She arches her back pushing her little ass on my solid erection trying to dominate our little bump-and-grind action. Apparently, I need to teach her who is the dominant one here. Game on. I rock into her, taking over the motion rougher and harder. I couldn't help the low throaty growl that emits from me, lace with my own desires.

She gasps as her breathing triples in pace. I ran my finger over her velvety folds. Fuck she feels so soft and soaking wet. I haven't even penetrated her yet. Her body jolts at my touch. "fuck... shit.. ahh" she cusses breathlessly. I tease her flesh, stroking her folds and circling her opening but never entering her. I continue my slow torture avoiding her clit as she coats my hands in her wet silky fluid. She pushes her hips forward, attempting to force my finger inside of her. I chuckle at her attempt before holding her in place. She grunts frustratingly cussing under her breath. She is so adorable. Wait what the fuck am I saying? I quickly shook it off and continue rubbing my finger against her opening.

"Please," she moans. Goddess I love hearing her beg. "Please" she repeats. I complied unable to control my own damn urges as well. I thrust a finger inside her in and out. Fuck she is so tight and dripping wet. She moans digging her nails into my arms. I insert a second finger thrusting faster and harder. She moans louder rocking against my hand, I can feel her tightening around my finger. She's so close.
"P-please," she moans. I couldn't refuse her demands any longer. I curl my fingers inside of her finding that sweet soft spot, when my thumb press down on her swollen clit. Her flesh clenched around my fingers, flooding my hands with her silky essence as she cries out in pure pleasure. 

Fucking. Hell. Fuck. That was so hot. Every inch of me aching to feel her withering beneath me. My dick painfully hard, restrained by my jeans. I can feel myself slowly and gradually beginning to lose control. The urge to take her and dominate her body was something I never felt before.  Her grip tightens on me trying not to fall " I got you kitten" I coo in her ears. It's taking everything I have, not to fuck her. My hand balled up in a fist, jaw clenched. Goddess I want to be inside her so fucking bad it hurts. Her breathing slowly returned to normal.

"Umm that was... n-nice," she whispers more to herself than me. Thinking I can't hear her. I can tell she is blushing furiously, scanning her surroundings, realizing I made her cum in the middle of the dance floor.
"Fuck," she gasps surprised. Her heart skips a beat. This all must be new to her.
That's good to know. She turns around her head low, refusing to meet my gaze.
I realize I haven't seen her face, I cup her chin and she gasps, feeling the tingles no doubt. A loud blood-curdling scream echoes through the club, I turn to the direction when she was ripped away from me. I growl at the audacity of that person. Why do I have a feeling I lost something important to me? I feel empty and... Before I could continue my thought the stench of rogue invades my nostril. 

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Chapter 3: Mystery Hottie and Bad News.

[Silver P.O.V.]

Ema snatched me out of his embrace towards the exit. I swear I heard a growl. Everything happening so fast that I didn't know what was going on. In minutes we were in the car. I still can feel the warmth of his body and the quivering of my core. My panties soaked.

"What the hell?" I arch a confused brow at her. So much for my one nightstand. I didn't even get his name or saw what he looked like. Yeah, I know it's bad that I let a complete stranger finger fuck me in the middle of the dance floor but in my defence, it felt right. Don't judge!
I never did anything like that before and what the hell was up with those sparks? He knew exactly what I wanted as if I was an open book to him. Truth be told I wanted more, much more. His touch was addictive and his body against mine felt right. Almost like we fit perfectly together. He was the yin to my yang. The lock to my key. The salsa to my taco. Now I feel hollow and starving. What is wrong with me? I don't even know the guy. Damn hormones.

"Rogues," her low timid voice says. I heard stories of rogues but never imagined they’d be at a club filled with humans.

When we got home Ema told me about her night dancing with random strangers and almost going home with some hot human. I told her about the mystery hottie.
"Shut up! Shut up !" She squeals bouncing on my bed.
" He did what!?" she shrieks "Was he cute? What's his name? Did—”
"Stop with the million questions," I whine covering my face. I was blushing so hard my face looked like a tomato.
"At least tell me he was hot?" She flops down beside me.
"I didn't see his face," I confess. Utterly embarrassed at the fact. 
"What!?" She bursts out laughing, this time holding her stomach.
"I'm never telling you anything ever again!" I grunt at her burying my tomato face in my pillow.
Half an hour later she finally calms down and agrees to help me find my mystery hottie. I swear she was more excited than I was.
Tonight was the first time in weeks that I felt like my old self. I had forgotten about my dumb ass cheating boyfriend and that backstabbing whore of a sister. I close my heavy eyelids drifting away.

We had no luck finding my mystery hottie, it's been two weeks. I was kind of disappointed but realize it wasn't meant to be.
"Ema let’s go!" I shout from the car honking the horn.
"Keep your panties on I'm coming," she strolls out with her red suitcase reluctantly.
"You sure about this S?"
"It's not like we have much of a choice... it's going to be fine..." I can't blame her a human and an omega not the most respectable In the pack.

[Kyle  Fenrick P.O.V.]

I don't know what the hell is wrong with him. Ever since some chick he met at Claw he hasn't been the same. He won't admit it but I know he is hung up on this girl. She must have some sort of magical pussy to hook his stubborn ass. 

A Loud furious animalistic growl reverberates through the empty hall. Whoever pissed him off is going to die. I casually stroll into his office, his mahogany wooden desk in half, bookshelf laying flat on the polished wooden floor, walls covered in holes. Damn, he is pissed. I definitely can't mess with him right now.

His hands balled up in a fist, jaw clenched, bulging veins on his neck and arms. I need to be very careful not to provoke him. Even I know when not to poke the enraged wolf. Damn, I better get the chequebook out. He had to destroy the whole goddamn office in his rampage.

"Do I wanna know?" he growls at my question, the throbbing vein in the middle of his forehead ready to pop, eyes golden, signalling his wolf is in control. I put my hands up in surrender mode and head low in submission. Like I said, I know when not to poke the enraged wolf. And he is Enraged.  Plus he needs to get laid.... and fast.

He paces, growling profanities and running his fingers through his tousled hair. I watch him anxiously for a few minutes before he spoke.

 He took a deep breath. "Isabella mated- " 

That's why he is so pissed? I scratch the back of my head puzzled. This is usually a good thing? Right? He's not the jealous type especially when it comes to mates. He hates the idea of it, called it and I quote "Pussy whipped wolves. Mates are vulnerabilities that get you killed," The idiot plans on rejecting his true mate for a chosen mate to carry his pup. Even I'm not that bad. I agree on the pussy-whipped part but I find the idea of mates intriguing.

"Kendrick’s son mated her," He grunts disgustingly. Fuck! That can't be her real mate. He is a piece of shit and his son is worse. A cruel sadistic bastard.

"Let's go get her! There is no way she can be mated to that- that piece of worthless shit." The bitterness in my tone is unmistakable. Isabella is a kind, loving, innocent she-wolf. Zane is very protective of her, she practically grew up alongside his sister Summer. She can't be his true mate.

"Kendrick denies my request," he snarls.

"Since when do we need his damn approval?" Zane never cares or asks permission to enter another territory why the hell is he starting now?

"Since. His. Son. Mated. Her!" He gritted out " Anyone enter without permission is seen as a threat to the crown. If I enter it -"

"It'll be seen as a challenge," I completed his sentence. I didn't need him to. He's third in line for the crown, if he enters without permission it will be seen as a direct challenge to Isabella and her mate for the crown because she is second in line. Isabella will not see it that way but that dickhead of a mate will.

"Kendrick is handing his title over to his son two days before the Gala," Zane scoffs. 

"The bastard pack will be ranked as royal bloodline and given a seat on the Elder Council as well," he continues.

"What do we do?" I can't see a way around this, but one thing I know about Zane he's quite crafty and always has a plan.

A sinister chuckle escapes his lips, the devious and dangerous look in his eyes warms my heart. I couldn't help the evil smirk on my face. This is going to be good.

[Zane P.O.V.]

A spy in Kendrick's pack confirms my suspicions. They have something on Isabella. But no one knows what exactly. On top of that, no one saw or heard from her for two weeks after she supposedly found her mate. So far he only marked her, he didn't complete the mating process yet. I spoke to my aunt and uncle, Izie's parents, they had no idea. Aden claims he discovers Izie was his mate the night of the attack at Club Claw. He took her back to his pack to protect her. It's not uncommon for one's mate to do such a thing but it seems too much of a coincidence. And secondly, why hasn't anyone seen her in his pack? Two weeks is quite a long time to be away from his pack. Kendrick claimed his son and mate are bonding. Anyone with half a brain can tell the son of a bitch is lying.  

Plus, rogues just happen to attack that night out of the blues? Why take the risk? They know that any pack wolf won't hesitate to take them out even on mutual territory. Rogues aren't that coordinated either, someone had to let them in. There is no way they made it that far without security knowing. She just turns eighteen. She should be more damn responsible, not sneaking out to the club to meet friends.

'Like you were' my wolf stated.

'That's beside the point!'  I roll my eyes.

True I was irresponsible but I was also a fierce warrior and an alpha male. You had to have a death wish to challenge me. Thinking back on all the things I did I couldn't help the arrogant smirk seared across my face. I regret killing those rogues that quickly.

‘You did it to protect the female,' my wolf added. 

'I did it to protect everyone, not just weak humans. Those filthy humans should be grateful' I say smugly.

'Your greedy fingers didn't seem to care that she was a filthy human.’ He retorted.

'You didn't complain. What do you think your beloved mate will think of you fawning over some human female' I smirk as he retreats back into my mind.

Yea, it was a low blow but it’s true. He feels guilty because she isn't his mate and the fact she's a human didn't help. Humans are weaklings, no better than an omega. We both never care for humans in such an intimate way. The human female is a sore topic, one I refuse to entertain. My wolf never cared for any she-wolf I ploughed or touched as long as we were strong and my needs satisfied. But this one I can feel he has a soft spot for, hence the guilt. She was sinfully hot and smelled phenomenal I give her that but she can't be anything more, not even my chosen.

She's too weak and a human at that. The mere thought is repulsive. A human, ha... I scoff. Deep down my only regret was not tasting her or licking her juice off my fingers. My cock twitched just by mentioning her. I groan, dismissing my frivolous inappropriate thoughts. Right now I need to figure out what the hell is going on and save my cousin before that brute mates her fully. I swear if he forces himself on her I will kill him.

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Chapter 4: Nightmare House.

[Ema Anderson P.O.V]

After two hours of driving in comfortable silence, I can hear Silver's heart racing the closer we got, confirming she is dreading this as much as I am. I can't imagine what's going through her mind. I was born in the Steelclaw pack as an omega, a disgraceful rank who worked as one of the many maids in the packhouse. I never had any friends except for other omegas who occasionally smile at me. Omegas kept to themselves mostly. Until one day a redheaded fourteen-year-old human girl moved in. We became best friends ever since.

I wish the Alpha hadn't summoned us. Silver never approves of the way Alpha Kendrick treats her mother. I know the only reason she is going is because of her poor mother. Her mom Alana is a kind loving Luna even though she wasn't born a wolf, but instead bitten, the role suits her well. Alpha Kendrick is the opposite, he's arrogant, sadistic and greedy for power. He will do anything to obtain it. His son Aden is worst and the way he looks at Silver is disturbing. I don't even think she noticed or if she did, she never said anything.

The Packhouse comes into view, Silver sighs and frowns. "You ready?" she asks pulling into the driveway.

"Ready as I'll ever be," was the honest truth. I hate this place, the birthplace of all my bullies and misery. We step out of the car in front of the Victorian-style packhouse. Neatly manicured lawns, a small three-drop fountain, grey and blue stacked stone wall panel with casement windows. On the outside it was beautiful but the secret that lived within the walls will make your skin crawl. 

"Ok, we can do this.. let's go." Silver murmurs. "Em if you..umm.. at any time... want-"

"I will be fine." I interrupt her, knowing exactly what she's trying to say. Her concern was obvious, she knows everything. It warms my heart that she cares for me so. She never treated me as an omega, just a normal girl and I never resented her for being human.

With one foot in the door, Luna Alana hugs her daughter. I watch as Silver's features soften at the sight of her dear mom. It was obvious who she favours the most out of her two girls.

"Ema dear look at you, so beautiful," Luna Alana pulls me into a warm hug before escorting us to our room.
We settle in and washed up for dinner. Everyone gathered in the dining hall for some big announcement. Silver and I just looked at each other baffled. The last time there was so much commotion was the day Alpha Kendrick found his new mate Luna Alana. The alpha and Aden are away on some important business.  Luna Alana says she doesn't know anything about the announcement but I hear her heartbeat flicker.  Silver noticed her mom's expression because she gave me the my-mom’s-lying look. She didn't press the matter thankfully. Everyone kept staring at us, well mostly at Silver. The unmated males reek of lust and desire while the females are just plain jealous. I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Silver caught on to my disapproving eye-rolling and smirk.

"Stop it!" Silver warns playfully.

"Stop what?" I roll my eyes. These idiots are practically eye fucking her while the rest glared at us.

"You know," she whispers low.

"They can all kiss my ass," Silver choked down a giggle. Every nightmare I have comes from this place. I will not pretend otherwise.

" Silver... Ema, what a nice surprise" FML. I glance over to see a distasted Scowl plastered across Silver's face. Bethany her cliche whore of a sister appears. The pain and sadness of finding her sister in bed with her boyfriend flickered in her eyes briefly.

"Too bad we can't say the same'' I smile brightly at Silver's comment, hooking arms showing I support her statement. Bethany and her click approach, sizing us up. Silver and I did the same. I could feel Bethany's wolf intimidating mine into submission. She has alpha blood, I stood no chance. I lower my glare involuntarily, submitting to her wolf. I hate being this weak.

"Good girl," Bethany teases "At least you still know your place mutt," As much as I wanted to rip her head off I couldn't. If she was human I would have beaten the shit out of her. My wolf whimpered and retreated.

"You know all that caked-on makeup and sluty clothes can never change how ugly you really are" Silver snapped.

"I remember a certain human male appreciated my sluty clothes... Maybe if you drop the nun outfits you can actually please some poor unfortunate soul," she smirks at us.

Silver’s hands balled in a fist glaring daggers at Bethany, "Maybe that's why you don't have a mate ...because you're so tainted."

"You Bitch- " Bethany launched for Silver, to be stopped by Luna Alana " Enough!"

The rest of the night was pretty boring, Alpha and Aden never showed and Bethany glared at us all night long. The next morning Silver and I were busy having breakfast when Aden popped up out of nowhere enveloping Silver in his giant brawny arms. She yelps at first before hugging him back. His eyes soften, and his rigid body relaxes into her embrace. It's so odd how he reacts to her and not in a brotherly way. Technically, Aden isn't her brother by blood just a stepbrother but still creepy. Alpha Kendrick's true mate died giving birth to Aden. Before he could go feral he found Luna Alana shortly after. Then they had the abomination called Bethany. 

Aden kisses her forehead and inhales her scent. A very intimate thing between a wolf and his mate. Silver being human never cared or grasps the intimate concept of his behaviour. Everyone else just ignores it, mostly because they fear him. Even Luna Alana tensed at the sight of him with Silver but never said anything. That's why when Silver decided to leave on her eighteenth birthday her mom practically shoved her out the door. Aden wasn't pleased and destroyed his entire room, so I heard from another Omega.

"I miss you" he murmurs against her neck. That is so wrong. Silver giggles and pushed him "I miss you too, weirdo," He growls almost possessively, lifting her up onto the kitchen counter, trapping her between his brawny arms. " don't push me, S. You know I hate that."

She folds her arms across her chest and smiles lovingly at him. He caves instantly. Wow. I swear if I didn't know better I'll say she's his mate. Silver is blinded by her brotherly love for him to even see the effect she has.

"I want you to meet someone?"
"Who?" she tilts her head to the side and asks curiously.

"Come on she is in her room," he extends his hands, and Silver took it. Wait am I invisible? The whole encounter and he never acknowledge my presence. Well, I'm not surprised he hates omegas. The only reason he tolerates me is because of Silver.

[Silver P.O.V.]

I miss Aden, besides mum, he's the only other person here I love. He is the greatest big brother a girl can ask for despite not being my real brother. The glare I received from other pack members didn't go unnoticed by me. Aden convinced me that they were just jealous of our relationship. It's true we do have a great awesome relationship. But sometimes I can't help but wonder if Aden thinks of me as more than a sister. I'm just being silly.

Aden took me to a room two doors from his own and introduce me to a beautiful blonde-haired girl with ocean-blue eyes and porcelain skin. She was perfect from her full thick pouty red lips to her cute button nose. I didn't miss her fake smile or the way she held her arms across her body protectively. The scarlet mark of his family crest and a crescent moon right above her collarbone confirms she is his. His mate. Her eyes were puffy and red. She looks like she's been crying but Aden said she's just tired and missed her family. That explains the sadness in her perfect ocean-blue eyes. But Aden will make her happy. I just know it. I am so happy he found his mate. He deserves to be happy.

He took me to lunch while his mate rested. Ema refuses she wasn't feeling well. I can't blame her this place haunts her to this day, hell, it haunts me. I might be the Luna daughter, but I'm no wolf nor the Alpha blood daughter which meant I'm ranked right below an omega. The disgusted glares, taunts and relentless bullying led by no other than my half whore of a sister Bethany made those few years of my life hell. I moved in after my grandma passed away. Mum would visit me at grandma's but not as often as I liked but I understood. She had Luna stuff to do. My mum wanted me to have a normal human childhood and not get caught up in werewolf drama. After granny died  I lived with mum here for four years. Luckily I had Ema, we were kinda in the same boat and comforted each other. I never told mum or Aden about the bullying. I guess I was ashamed and didn't want mum to argue with Alpha Kendrick or distract Aden from his Alpha training. Alpha Kendrick treats mum badly and I don't understand why she stays with him. I will never understand this mate bond thing.  He is a sadistic, arrogant asshat. I'm glad Aden is nothing like him.

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Chapter 5: Soul Mate.

[Silver P.O.V.]

Aden asked if  I would dress his beloved mate Isabella for the Alpha's ceremony, where he will be accepting his title as Alpha. The dress he got her is just exquisite, fitting a queen. Her blonde hair was pulled into a messy bun with two stray strands framing her angelic face. Her makeup was flawless, highlighting her beautiful ocean-blue eyes, covering up her dark circles and under-eye bags. A light pink blush adds colour to her pale lifeless cheeks. This doesn't look like a girl who is happy she found her mate. Instead, she's aloof and melancholy. She has on a strapless fishtail golden ombre sequin dress with gold heels to match.

"You look enchanting" I compliment her. She gazed into space rudely disregarding me. She is just shy, that's it. This all must be scary for her.

"Don't be scared, Aden is a great guy. He will never hurt you," I reassure her with a smile.

She scoffs "Ha, he can't do more than he already did," her voice laced with a bitterness I don't care for.

"Just great he is stuck mated to one of those" I made my own distaste obvious. How dare she.

She glared at me disgustingly "Listen, you weak pathetic-”

"Isabella!" someone growls her name. I turn to find a fuming Aden, jaw clenched, golden flakes dancing around in his eyes, lips pulled into a thin line at her. The power radiating from him could intimidate anyone. Hell if I was a wolf I would've pissed myself by now.

"I’m fine Aden. She is just-

"Don't make an excuse for her Silver, she has no right to speak to you that way" his gaze never leaving hers. I felt guilty somehow. I didn't want him to be angry at her because of me.

I cup his face in my hands and smile at him, this always seems to calm him." Don't be mad it’s not her fault, I sorta started it" His eyes soften and he exhales. I'll give them some privacy to talk things over while I get ready.

My strawberry-red hair was pulled into a tight ponytail. I didn't wear a lot of makeup, just some light foundation, pink eye shadow and mascara. I wore a lace blush pink dress with a plunging neckline and black heels.

Ema decided to straighten her black hair and let it cascade down her back. Her makeup is flawless as ever highlighting her silver-grey eyes. She wore a black backless floor-length dress that accentuates her big backside and red heels. She looks stunning.

I headed back to Isabella's room to apologise. I shouldn't have judged her so harshly. I knock before entering, she turns and winces a little, favouriting her left side and smiling. I smile back at her 

"Silver I am sor-"

"No I'm sorry, I guess I'm just a little defensive of my brother," I am.

"Brother?" I didn't miss her confused and shocked expression. What did she think he was to me?

"Right brother, forgive me I didn't know" she recovers quickly with a response as if she's afraid to offend me.

"It's fine, you're not the first" I giggle to reassure her everything is fine. She’s visibly relaxed. The curious expression on her face tells me she is trying to paste the pieces together. She knows I'm human.

"My mother was bitten by a wolf when I was a year old. Then she was mated to Alpha Kendrick. Aden is my step-brother and Bethany my half-sister."

Her mouth forms an O as her head nods.

"Can I ask you something?" I need to know why she is unpleased being mated to my brother. It’s none of my business but I need to know. Call me nosy but I prefer curious. 

"Of course," she sits on the edge of the bed.

"Why aren't you happy with your mate?" she flinches at the word mate. I continue pretending I didn't notice " I don't know much about mates but I heard it’s-"

"Incredible, enchanting, passionate, sensual," she adds.

"Umm, I was going to. Say. Nice," now I feel like an idiot. I should've paid more attention when Ema was explaining.

She giggles and winces a little again. She certainly looks like she's in pain but pretends otherwise.

"It's a soul mate, the other half of your soul basically. They complete you. It’s the greatest blessing one can receive from the Moon Goddess. Every wolf dreams of his or her mate." Her eyes glisten with admiration and love. "A life without a mate is not a life at all. You will love that person with every breath, every fibre of your being. Hell, you will love them more than your own life itself. Your heart beats as one when your soul finds its other half. You become one. Their pain is your pain, their happiness is your happiness and their touch, oh Goddess." Her cheek suddenly a bright shade of pink. Almost embarrassed to be caught uttering such lust-filled words.

"Everything about them is inviting to you. Alluring, compelling, seductive whatever you may want to call it. And their scent....." she inhales and smiles closing her eyes like she's recalling some profound smell. "drives you insane with desire and lust, just as potent as their touch. You can't live without them and will do anything to protect them" Her body stiffened. Her tone a little more possessive and protective when she spoke those last four words with so much depth. I would have almost missed it if I wasn't paying such close attention to her because she immediately shrugs it off and smiles. "It’s the purest form of love there is in the world. A love that knows no end, a feeling that cannot be comprehended. There are no words to explain the kind of love one feels for their mate. A love you would die for. A love you would kill for. A love of one's mate made just for you and only you." I was in awe of her. Tears well up in my eyes as I look upon her face. She had so much love in her eyes but underneath there was grief, pain and heartache. 

She clearly loves her mate but why do I get the feeling she isn't talking about my brother? I can't help but wonder, is he her true mate? The way he looked at her earlier with so much hatred. Does he not want his mate? 

The party was magnificent, elegant and nothing short of magical. Women in their ball gowns, men in tuxes, expensive champagne and a live orchestra. The room itself was extraordinary, with hardwood flooring, two monstrous crystal chandeliers and a well-decorated hall fitted for the king himself. After Alpha Kendrick's speech and the passing ceremony, everyone cheers and even howls. The pack is pleased with their new Alpha. Everyone congratulated him and now it was his turn to speak.

"Thank you all for your support and kind words but before I go any further, I would like to introduce my mate and you're future Luna." everyone cheers.

"The Royal Highness Isabella Niklas, second in line to the throne ''The gasps and O's and cheers rang even louder than before. Wow. I didn't see that coming. I never knew they were werewolf royalty. I only knew of the Queen of England. Aden kisses her and the crowd goes wild but there was something odd with that kiss, it isn't genuine. The pain and sadness in her eyes are unmistakable and her body physically tense at his touch. From all the stories I heard and what Isabella told me about mates, a  kiss or touch should be more passionate, especially with your soul mate. Hmm, I have the oddest feeling there is more to this mate thing than meets the eye.

"Don't even think about it," Ema scolds me.

"Think about what," I ask coyly.

"I know that look. That's the look that gets us in trouble."

"No."

"yes."

"No," phew. I roll my eyes.

"Silver!"

"Ema!"

" Let. It. Go."

"Come on Emmm... you can't tell me you don't feel something weird's going on," I whisper.

"Even if it is... It's not our business S... We're leaving soon... Don't get involved " she whisper-yells at me. She is right it might not be my business but something is going on I can feel it. But what?

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Chapter 6: Please Forgive Me.

[Silver P.O.V.]

Isabella missed breakfast. Aden said she isn't feeling well from all the festivities from last night.

"Hey, mum where is Isabella? Isn't she hungry?" mum cringed, strange...

"She has a stomach bug," she lies. I can always tell when my mum lies.

I looked to Ema who realized the same thing.

"Don't, Silver!" she whisper-yells at me

"Hush," she attempts to grab my arm but I dodge her lightning speed.

I made a quick plate comprised of fruits and grab a bottle of water for Isabella.

Standing in front of Isabella's door I heard voices.

"He'll never stoop that low!" Isabella spat at someone.

"You're even more stupid than I thought," another familiar voice laugh.

"And you're delusional If you think he'll touch the likes of you. He won't come near you with a 10ft pole" Isabella scoffs. I move closer to the door.

"When my brother is finished with you, you'll-”

A creaking sound coming from the floor, who did that? Oh, wait it's me. Shit. I attempt to knock on the door just as it’s jerked open. A nasty scowl on my sister's face greets me. I grin at her awkwardly.

"What the hell are you doing here?" she snaps, glaring daggers at me. Man if looks could kill.

"I am here to bring Isabella lunch," I inform her matter of factly.

"Please come in " Isabella calls out to me anxiously. I push past my infuriated grouchy sister to her.

"Did Aden say you can-"

"I don't think Aden would appreciate your tone towards his dear sister" Isabella cuts her off almost threateningly.

Bethany paused glaring at us and mumbling some craziness before slamming the door shut on her way out.

"I got food," I offer the plate. She smiles reaching for the plate and winces, then she smiles brushing it off. This time it's her right shoulder.

"Are you OK?" this time I did ask.

"Y-yes,'' she hesitated, she was lying. I didn't press further. After lunch, Isabella, Ema and I watch a movie in our room.

"Ryan Gosling is so hot," Ema gushes.

"Yesss" Isabella and I say in unison. we giggle.

With a loud bang, Aden slammed open our bedroom door fuming. His eyes glowed warning his wolf is in control, hands clenched in a tight fist. He looks absolutely murderous. Ema turns pale in fear averting her gaze, and so did Isabella. I'm such an idiot, I should be cowering too. The amount of power radiating off him in waves was intimidating, to say the least. So I did the dumbest thing possible. You would think I would know better by now. Living in a packhouse for four years. But it’s Aden. He won't hurt me. Right? I stood up and looked him straight in the eyes. He growls, and in a blur, his hand gripped my throat.

"A-A" I attempt to speak but couldn't. he's cutting my oxygen off, crushing my windpipe. I had no doubt in my mind I was going to die as my life flashed before my eyes. Dark spots appeared in my vision. I'm pretty sure I'm blue in the face from his vice grip on my throat. His eyes were like death itself and held nothing but sheer malice. A face of pure evil. This isn't the Aden I know. Who's this cruel sadistic asshole choking the life out of me? Hey, look stars...

"Alpha Aden that's Silver! You're Killing her!" someone shouts. Next thing I know I'm on the floor gasping for air, like a fish out of water and tears falling uncontrollably. My brother, Aden. I couldn't believe he just did that. Tears clouded my vision as I stared at the man in front of me in disbelief. Did he really just try to kill me? My own brother?

"S I am sor- "

"Get the hell away from me!" I scream at his attempt to touch me, curling up in between Isabella and Ema's arms crying and trembling in fear. I didn't realize the panic and fear-stricken state my body was in. My mind was still traumatised to know that Aden was capable of such things. Pain and anger flicker across his face. A warning growl emitted from his throat, clearly he didn't like me screaming at him disrespectfully. His eyes drift to my neck. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. My neck feels sore, and definitely bruised.

"Silver I didn't mean to I'm sorry... I lost control" his voice calm, soft and filled with remorse. He left without taking a second glance at me. I know he is sorry but that doesn't make this better. Hurting me because he lost control isn't a good enough excuse. He allowed Isabella to spend the night with us, which was a surprise to her. I was in the middle, sandwiched up between my two friends who comforted me. They even told me some painfully lame jokes in an attempt to lighten our grim mood. I've never been so scared in my life before and the monster, my own brother. That made it harder and hurts ten times more.

The next morning Isabella and Ema were gone by the time I woke up. My cheeks were stained with tears and his fingerprint left black and blue angry lines around my sore neck. I grimace when the warm water hits my neck. After my long hot shower, I brush my teeth, got dressed and headed to the kitchen to find mum slaving away in front of the kitchen stove. Her eyes red and puffy like she’d been up all night crying. She had dark circles under her eyes looking tired and stressed. Her hair was in a messy bun and neatly dressed as usual.

"Mum,'' my voice hoarse and cracked a little.

"Oh baby" she runs to me wrapping me in a protective hug. " I'm so sorry baby. It’s all my fault" she repeats over and over sobbing. It's not her fault. She didn't wrap his hands around my throat.

"It's not your fault mum," I repeated as many times until she believed it.

[Ema P.O.V.]

I still can't believe Alpha Aden nearly killed her and I did nothing to stop it. I was petrified by my own fear, thank Goddess Isabella was there. If she wasn't there... Silver would be...

"I'm so sorry baby. It's all my fault," I heard Luna Alana sob. Silver must be up.

"It's not your fault mum," Silver chants.

"I'll make you girls hot cocoa," Luna Alana says.

Overwhelmed by guilt I manage to choke out a few words, "Silver I'm sorry I couldn't-”

She pulls me in for a warm hug, "Don't start," she warns me playfully.

"Where is Isabella?'' Silver asks sipping on her hot cocoa.

"When I woke up she was gone," I shrug.

"Oh," was all she says and continue drinking her cocoa. I can see the wheels turning in her brain. She is going to get us killed.

"Silver-"

Before I could follow through with my warning I felt Alpha Aden's dominant presence behind us. Silver is completely unaware. Luna Alana did too since she suddenly turns around glaring at the Alpha.

"Can we help you Alpha?" His nostrils flare and his eyes narrow at Luna Alana. He clearly didn't appreciate her disrespectful tone.
Silver spun around to Alpha Aden, whose eyes soften under her gaze.
Silver furrow her brows at him and frown.
"Silver, can we talk?" His eyes rake over her slouch features before landing on her sore black and blue neck.
"Silver I'm sorry..." he sighs...
"I didn't know what got into me. I know saying I lost control isn't a good enough reason." Damn right asshole!
"But I'm sorry Silver. Let me make it up to you. Anything you want? Name it and it's yours," his words dripping with sincerity and promise. He really cares for her. "Last night should've never happened. My wolf was out of control. I swear Silver I would never hurt you. You must know that?" Silver shrugs. He closed the gap between them and got on a knee like he was about to propose. "If I could take it back I would. I would give anything to take it back. You don't deserve to be treated that way. I'm so sorry cupcake. Goddess knows I'm such an asshole. Please forgive me, Silver. I'm begging you love," placing his head on her lap.

He is so full of it. Please Silver, don't fall for it. I mentally beg. Silver literally has him wrapped around her fingers and doesn't even know it. We both knew She'll forgive him.

"Promise you'll never hurt me again," she huffs and strokes his tousel hair on his head.
"Promise cupcake... never again...I am so sorry love. You don't know how much you mean to me." he perks up and cups her chin and she smiles. That was actually sweet and creepy in a perverted incest kind of way.
"And I want apple pie and cheesecake from 5th Diner," she demands.
"With cookie and cream ice cream?" He adds, knowing her so well.
"Yep," she pops the P.
If he wasn't her brother or a sadistic arrogant douche of an alpha, they would be perfect for each other. One can even mistake her for his mate the way he treats her.
But I don't understand, he has a mate why is he still hung up on Silver? The love and endearment in his eyes are blatantly obvious. Not in a brother-sister way either.

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Chapter 7: The Gala.

[Silver P.O.V.]

Tonight is the Gala, a vital event for the werewolves. I wonder if Isabella is feeling better. I ask Aden if she could accompany us to the diner for cheesecake and pie but he told me she refused. She's homesick and wanted to be alone. Nonetheless, I'll take her cheesecake with whip cream. Who can say no to cheesecake?

"Izie" I knock with an ear against the door, listening for any movement.

"Izie" she must be asleep. I contemplate whether to respect her privacy or barge in like a madwoman with cheesecake. I weigh my choices carefully. The best possible action is barging in, It’s cheesecake! Duh...

I turn the nob and enter, to find Isabella curled up in a fetal position in bed sobbing. She must not have heard me. She looks so sad, my heart melts.

"Iz" she sniffles and turns around to face me. Her shirt yanks up a little revealing what looks like black and blue bruises on her stomach. She quickly pulls her shirt down, wipes her tears away and forces a smile. Her eyes bloodshot red, puffy, her nose is also red and her face looks like a balloon from crying. She really is homesick, but where did she get those bruises from? Shouldn't she heal already?

"I knocked," I said awkwardly pointing to the door.

"I'm sorry I didn't hear you... How are you feeling?'' Her voice hoarse like she's been crying for days. She's the one homesick and a crying mess yet inquiring about my well-being. My heart thawed at her warm sincere concern.

"I brought cheesecake" I announce proudly holding up a fork with an awkward goofy grin.

I watch her devour the cheesecake hungrily before leaving her to get ready for the Gala. I can't help the feeling that something is wrong with her. But I can't bloody well force her to talk. 

Ema decided to wrap her hair in a messy bun. Her make-up flawless as usual, with smokey eyes and red lips. she wore a dark green A-line off-the-shoulder floor-length dress with a beading front slit paired with black heels.

Ema braided my hair in a fishtail with a few curls falling loosely framing my face. My make up flawless thanks to her. I wore A-line yellow gold floor-length dress with a deep v-halter neck and open back with black heels. Of course, Ema did an amazing job on my neck concealing my bruises. It's hard to tell it's even there unless you really really stare. 

"That's a tuff colour to pull off but you rock it girl!"

"Look who's talking, You're killing that dress," I return Ema's compliment with a grin.

"Hey Em."

"Hmm."

"How fast do werewolves heal?"

"In seconds. Except for Alpha's, they heal instantly and a few Betas depending on how strong they are."

"Oh," So why didn't Isabella heal?

"Is it different for Royals?"

"Goddess yes! Their healing ability is extraordinary plus wolfsbane and silver don't affect them as must as regular wolves or at all"

"So let's say, hypothetically what can cause a wolf to not heal?"

"Umm, If your wolf is poisoned or weakened. Or your mate's hurting you... but it rarely occurs because you can't physically hurt your mate."
"Oh," could someone be poisoning Isabella? But she is royalty. The big question here is who's hurting her and why? Does Aden know?

When Isabella stepped out of the limo all eyes gravitated to her including the flashing cameras. It's like she's walking the red carpet. She looks like a fairy tale princess. A sleeveless cap-off shoulder, boat neck, floor-length baby blue dress. With 3D flower beading lace appliques. The dress is tight around her torso and flares out from her waist with a court train. Definitely vintage. Her makeup flawless leaving her face glowing. Her hair pinned up elegantly with floral hairpins matching her dress. I'm in awe along with everyone else. She is truly a sight. 

Aden held her hand, handsomely dressed in his black tailor tux and a baby blue shirt matching her dress. His silky blonde hair has a low fade combined with a spiky side swept fringe coupled with his low trim beard that can make any girl swoon. 

Security here is extremely tight because of the royal families. We finally made it inside, it took my breath away literally. I thought Aden's ceremony was awesome but I now know it can't hold a candle to this place. Not only is it even more extraordinary but huge, Like enormous gigantic. It's like a movie. The band, the food, the people everything flawless, immaculate and exquisite.

"The benefit of being the best friend of the Luna's daughter surely pays off,'' Ema gawks. I giggle at her silly comment and expression. We waltz with each other or try to, making fools out of ourselves and drinking expensive bubbly. Not really my cup of tea but hey it sure does make me feel a lot less anxious. 

"May I cut in?" a deep husky voice asks.

There stood Aden handsome as ever.

"Of course, Alpha" Ema bows her head before leaving me with him.

"Do I have to call you Alpha as well?” I tease placing one hand in his and the other on his shoulder. Everyone looking at us even though they are trying to hide it which makes me uncomfortable.

"Ignore them. You look beautiful," he whispers in my ear. I blush at his sudden closeness.

"And only around others," he smirks.

"I'm glad you like the dress," his eyes swept over my body approvingly.

"You chose it?" He always has good taste.

"Of course, I do know what my sister fancies and what she looks stunning in," A warmth danced across my cheeks. Why do I have a feeling his words have a double meaning?

After our dance, I found Ema boldly flirting with some hottie. He is tall, with hazel eyes and brown hair smoothly brushed back. A strapping guy with very masculine features outlines by his grey tailor tux. He is remarkably handsome.

"Silver this is Kyle," she introduces me lightly patting his forearm.
"Hello, Silver," he smirks. Damn. Talk about a pantie-dropping smirk.
"Hello," I blush. Adverting his gaze and chewing on my bottom lips nervously. 
"Enjoying the Gala?" he asked knowingly. 
"Yes," My socialization skills suck. I usually leave that to Ema.
"Is this your first Gala?" Why do I feel like I'm being interrogated?
"Yes," you need to be eighteen years of age to attend unfortunately the last Gala was two days before my eighteenth birthday the last time it was held.
"Not much of a talker are you?" He notices.. of course, he notices Silver. I smile sheepishly.
"I am-”
"Maybe it's just her unfortunate choice of company," Aden narrows his eyes with a smirk cutting me off. He places his hands on my lower back possessively. Did he just say that? I am passed the point of embarrassment. 
"Aden-”
"It's Alpha. Aden. Beta," he all but growls, positively radiating power. Kyle doesn't seem fazed if he is, it doesn't show. Ema lowers her head, fidgeting with her fingers. A nervous habit of hers.
"Alpha. Aden... congratulation on your chosen mate," he smirks. His words sound more like an insult or maybe it is? Chosen?
"Beta-know your place," he grits his teeth.
"Or I'll be happy to teach it to you," he threatens.
“No need Aden. My apologies... Alpha. Aden," He sure is one cocky son of a bitch. He smirks tauntingly. 
"Ema will you do me the honour," He extends a hand to Ema.
She looks at his hand and then back to Aden anxiously. Her eyes pleading for help. For the love of God!
"It's fine, isn't it Ade- Alpha Aden. Will you two excuse us?" I lead Aden away, Ema mouthed thank you. Kyle just grins. Clearly cocky.

"You don't like him?" It's obvious.
"His pack is bad news Silver, stay away from them," He warns.
I nod.

[Kyle P.O.V.]

I took Ema's trembling hand escorting her to the dance floor. Her fear is obvious and her body rigid. She's definitely scared of her Alpha. But the Silver girl seems to have some sort of control over him. Could she be his lover? 

Alpha has me keeping an eye on Aden. Scanning for anything suspicious. So far the bastard kept flaunting Isabella like his prize catch. What a prick. That's how I caught him glancing at the redhead female ever so often. I can see his fascination but the asshole should at least have some sort of respect for his mate! 

I almost missed his lustful gaze if I weren't paying such close attention to him. What the fuck. Yeah, she is hot and with a body like hers I can't blame him but the man has no morals or decency. Hell, most of the unmated males are gawking at her the same way. When he made his way to the redhead for a dance that's when I made my move on her friend. She is an omega from his pack that much I can tell. A hot omega. Before I could actually find out more the redhead interrupted. Her name is Silver and she’s human. I can't help this feeling like I should be doing something to her. I have one idea of something I want to do to her but that's not it. Then the dumb ass alpha showed up all possessive and shit.

"Are you alright?" Ema asked looking up at me with those silver-grey doe eyes. 

“I am. Just thinking how beautiful you are." That wasn't a complete lie. She's beautiful, very. And damn that ass of hers. Fuck.

"Tell me is your alpha always so possessive of his lovers over his own Luna?" I dip her gently before bringing her back to my chest. Her heart sped up, cheeks flush. I do love the effect I have on females. she seems quite flustered. I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Lover?" she finally spoke after a few minutes of blushing.

"The human, Silver is it?" I try to sound as nonchalant as possible. Don't want her informing her Alpha of my inquisitions. But something tells me she doesn't really care for her Alpha or she's really good at acting.

She laughs at me. She actually laughs at me. I was taken back but quickly compose myself and arch an eyebrow at her displaying my confused state.

"That's his sister." What the fuck. Sister? She's fucking with me now. I met Bethany, that's not her. She must have noticed my reaction which prompts her to say "Alpha Kendrick's chosen mate Luna Alana firstborn when she was still human." That's right his Luna was bitten and turned. She is his stepsister. That is some sort of kinky incest thing they got going on there. 

"I know what you’re thinking," Ema look at me knowingly and giggled.

"Silver is blinded by  her love and affection for her brother that she can't see exactly how...." Her heart sped up again, tearing her gaze away from mine. Trying to find the right word to say without sounding offensive. Does she think I will inform him of her misconduct?

"Much of a prick he is?" I smirk. She looks at me with her gorgeous silver-grey eyes no doubt trying to figure out if I'm trustworthy or not.

"That... and his clear inappropriate infatuation with her," she smirks back at me. Damn, she's hot.

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Chapter 8: The Staredown.

[Silver P.O.V.]

The Gala is in full swing, conversation flowing, people dancing and laughing.
I exit the ladies room making my way toward my mum and a few other women elegantly dressed. You can tell they are all high-ranked given by their powerful aura and they're obviously wealthy. Sometimes I overlook how stinking rich werewolves are.

"Maybe you should have spent more time raising that daughter of yours and we wouldn't be in this situation" The disgust in her tone doesn't go unnoticed.

"My daughter has a mind of her own I can't speak for her," Mum says calmly to the dark-haired woman. She looks about mum's age and is truly beautiful. Mum shouldn't let that bitch talk to her like that. She's a great mum! She is awesome!

"That just goes to show parenting isn't for everyone. I see how challenging it must be for you, especially a family like yours." The hostility in her tone irks the shit out of me. The blonde resembling her smiles proudly whilst the other woman snickers at my mum’s embarrassment. That's it. No one talks to my mum like that or disrespects her in that manner. Ema saw my reaction.

"Silver don't-”

Before she could stop me I step beside my mum fist clenched attempting to control my raging bitch side. My smile is as fake as her extensions.

"I beg your pardon? Who the hell do you think you are? Quite frankly you have no right to pass judgement on her. She is an excellent Luna and a ridiculously awesome mum.” The disrespect in my tone obvious. When I'm angry my British accent briefly reveals its self.

All the women glare at me. The dark-haired woman had a powerful aura around her, I am half tempted in submitting but I won't as much as I feel my survival instinct screaming. Instead, I just smile proudly masking my distress and fear. Ema, on the other hand, looks like she's about to faint and mum tenses but appreciates my kind words. Truth be told if she wanted me to submit she had the power to make that happen. Thankfully she didn't.

"Why am I not surprised? A pack with no morals, respect or honour. No respectable wolf would want to associate themselves with a pack like yours. So instead you accept humans. Next, it'll be rogues." The dark hair woman chuckled at us haughtily.

"My brother will never ever associate himself with a poor excuse for a pack like yours or touch that tainted daughter," spat the blonde near the dark-haired woman.

"You know nothing of my pack nor of respect!" My mum retorts. Go, Mum!

"And that brother of yours," mum scoffs.

"We all heard the stories... mateless, bloodthirsty savage beast who screws anything in a skirt." Mum continues. WOOOO HOOO mum!!! Yeah!!!

"And never talk to my daughter like that again, she is human but I assure you she has more heart and decency than all of you combined. As for Bethany like I said she has a mind of her own." Mum spat like an angry mama wolf protecting her pup. A few heads turn our way. The woman was perplexed at my mum's outburst about me being her daughter.

"You will show respect to your highness and my mother." A husky deep melodious voice spoke with authority, power and sheer dominance. His mere presence demands attention and respect. A vague familiarity in his voice igniting a fire in my core. What the hell?

My mum lowers her head in submission. He might be a hottie with his perfect stupid silky black hair, perfect sparkly emerald green eyes, one can get lost in for days and perfect stupid full kissable cherry red lips with his perfect stupid lean muscular Greek god body but he does not get to talk to my mum in that manner.

"Respect is earned, it's not given freely to those undeserving of it!" I retort. His stupid emerald green eyes pierce into mine and the world stopped along with my beating heart. A sudden warmth fills me and butterflies millions of butterflies in my stomach erupted. What the hell is happening? His eyes shamelessly checking me out causing my body to overheat.  I don't know if I should feel disgusted by his lustful gaze or turned on.

His lips pulled in a thin line, fist clenched, eyes narrow. Clearly didn't appreciate my insolence. I can feel him trying to dominate me which seems to be, turning me on? What the hell? He smirks knowingly, can he smell my desire or arousal for him. Shit! I attempt to squeeze my thighs together. This is so embarrassing, this stupid perfect Greek god of a man is intimidating my mum and I'm turned on by him. Kill. Me. Now.

"You're not pack and clearly not a wolf... who says you can speak to me in such a tone?" His husky voice deadly calm and the smirk was gone.

"No I'm not a wolf - Clearly" I sass, emphasizing the word 'clearly'

He crosses his arms over his chest almost amused.

"But she is my mum and I have all rights to defend her and I will not let anyone speak to her rudely. And I clearly don't care who you are... Obviously." I smirk feeling proud of myself and a little terrified as well. He could snap my neck with one hand but why do I have the strangest feeling he won't hurt me? He seems relatively familiar but from where? He has a face I know for a fact I wouldn't forget easily.

He took a step closer, eyes never leaving mine. "Do you know what happens to people who disrespect me?" His warmth radiating from his body comforting, a little too comforting. I bite my lips nervously.

"You talk them to death?" I'm going to die. The room tensed. How did I not notice before? Some scared faces, some concerned and some even baffled.

"That would imply I let them keep their ears" A devilish smirk graced his beautiful stupid face.

"Well, I hope you took their eyes out too because looking at you is equally painful." I snap. Shut up Silver I mentally scold myself. He cuts ears off. I'm so dead. I cringe inwardly at my stupidity. Even though his face is pleasing to look at. If his face was on a wallpaper I'll definitely, without a doubt buy it. 

"Actually, I let them keep their eyes just so they can watch me torture and kill everyone they loved excruciatingly slow." This time my heart plummet and fear flooded my veins. I gulp.

"You won't hurt me," I say instinctively. Why did I say that? Please floor open up and swallow meeeeeee, I pray. Hoping by magic it would. 

"Why do you think that kitten?"  Where did I hear that name before?

"There are so many things I can do to this sweet little body of yours. Don't test me kitten, you won't like the outcome." His deadly calm tone sends chills down my spine. I averted my gaze staring at my painted toes. He's scary. But not quite finished. He proceeded.

"I can make you beg for mercy and scream those pretty little lungs of yours out." He whispered into my ear in his deep, husky voice. His bottom lip barely touching my earlobe. Unconsciously I cross my legs tighter desperately seeking some sort of friction. I bit down on my lower lips restricting any embarrassing sound that so desperately wants to escape. He makes me so wet and I'm not even ashamed to admit it right now. I should be scared out of my mind but I'm not anymore. Instead, I desperately find myself fantasising about the way he can make me scream.

"What happened-" 

"Zane!" Before he could finish I heard someone growl behind me. I jump, snapping back to reality, turning around to find Aden with Isabella. Fist clenched, eyes narrow glaring at the hottie known as Zane. Isabella's eyes soften and her body physically relaxed at the sight of him. She cares for him. Was he her boyfriend? Why do I feel a little jealous?

"It's Alpha Micheals to you pup." He retorts, with a murderous glare. His eyes narrow, fists clenched till his knuckles turned white and the throbbing vein on his forehead was visible. The amount of power radiating off him is terrifying. But part of me loves it, the power, the dominance. I felt a sense of pride knowing how powerful he is. Why? I have no clue.

Aden growls at him. Not taking the pup remark well. The Zane guy smirks at his response and his eyes soften at the sight of Isabella. He cares for her as well. They both gaze at each other lovingly.

"Zane," she calls and attempts to embrace him, only to be stopped by Aden's strong arm. His arm coiled around her small waist protectively.

"Sweetheart." A female voice this time. One of the women from earlier stepped forward. Aden's grip tightens.

"Mom" A tear escapes Isabella's eyes running down her cheeks, her bottom lips quivering. The dark-haired lady who I now know is Zane's mum and the blonde hair girl step forward beside Isabella's mum. She must be his sister. So he is the skirt chaser. why does that make me feel sad?

"May I have a word with my daughter Alpha Aden?" Isabell's mum demands.

"I don't think I feel comfortable with you talking to my mate" He replies, emphasizing the word 'mate'

"I'm her mother!" Her mum hissed offended by his implication.

"And I'm her mate!" He snarls back with a smug smirk. Kendrick, his beta and Aden's beta stood beside him along with Bethany who is eye fucking Zane. ugh...the nerve of her. Where did she even come from? And that tight-ass dress left no room for the imagination. Ugh, she belongs on a goddamn corner.

Zane stood beside the three women with the guy Kyle who we now know is his beta. Along with another man that looks like the mature version of Zane, I'm guessing his father by the resemblance and the way his hand rested on Zane's mum's lower back protectively. Another man steps forward beside them. Isabella’s father.

My mum stood beside Kendrick with me by her side and Ema by my side. This is the ultimate stare-down.

Zane's mum, sister and Isabella's mum frown. Zane glared at Aden with a bored expression. Kyle grins enjoying the stare-down. Cocky bastard. Zane's dad and Isabella’s dad glare at Aden with a scowl on their face.

Aden glared at Zane with a smirk. Kendrick and the two betas have that same smug smirk on their faces. Mum, me and Ema kept a blank what-the-hell-is-going-on look, whilst Bethany has a devilish smirk on her face gawking at Zane. Bitch... and poor Isabella trying not to cry.

The tension and testosterone in the room are through the roof.

"Silver right?" Kyle asks.

"Yes?" This feels wrong. talking to the enemy.

“You care to dance?"

Dance? Now? Is he kidding me? Was Zane's body tense or was it my imagination?

"No, she does not," Aden answers. I can speak for myself. I look at him, his eyes never leaving Zane.

"I am sure she can speak for herself. Isn't that right Silver?" He smirks and winks at me. What is he up to?

"No, thank you" Hope that shuts him up.

He shrugs "You’re lost, beautiful... I'm a great dancer," he wiggles his brows. I bit my cheek to prevent a giggle. The smug bastard.

Bethany broke out laughing drawing our attention to her. " Just pathetic, playing innocent. We can all smell you. Have you no shame? Do you think an alpha as powerful as himself will want a weak human such as you? You might as well let the beta have his fun with you," she scoffs at me. What is her bloody problem?

"Trust me, My dear cousin would be honoured to have someone like her touch him unlike a tainted slut like you," Isabella retorted. Her gaze softens at me sharing an affectionate glance.

"Alpha Zane Micheals touch a human? or fuck one?" Kendrick laughs and continues laughing. Like what he said was the funniest thing in the world. What's wrong with a human anyway? Mum glared at him appalled by his outburst.

"Alana know your place female!" He growls threateningly. The power and authority radiating off him are hard to miss. My poor mum submitted and whimpered. It's one thing to submit to an alpha but your own mate. That's just embarrassing. I won't let him shame my poor mum.

I muster every bit of courage I have and stood in front of her protectively.

"Girl," Kendrick growls. I can feel him dominating me into submission. Every bone in me wants to submit to him as my survival instinct screams bloody murder at me. But why should I give in to his impulse? I will not submit and I'll show him just how stubborn and defiant I am. So I did something I know will piss him off.
I smirk at the bastard and arch a brow defiantly. Oh god, I'm going to die!

"How dare you disrespect me," he spat. Even angrier than before. Oh shit! My heart pounded against my chest. Panic and fear pulsing through my veins. Why did I have to act brave and stupid? Kendrick steps to me.

"Don't," Aden growls threateningly, shielding me from his father's wrath. Their eyes glaze over. They must be using a mind link thingy. After a few minutes, the distaste for each other showed vividly on their faces. Whatever they talked about was no doubt very intense. The asshat Kendrick finally spoke.

"Fine let him fuc-" Aden growl deadly, warning his father who got the message not to mess with his son right now. The amount of power radiating off Aden in waves was hard to miss even for me.

"He will not lay a finger on her," he retorted. Is it just me or did he seem just a little possessive? he is my brother .. he is protective of me, always had been. But I just have this feeling there is more to that. Almost like he's... Nah...Aden grabs him by his collar fuming at his father.

"Leave now" he used his alpha command. Kendrick seems almost in pain like he is trying to resist his command, but couldn't. Aden is a strong Alpha there is no way he can refuse the command.

I didn't register Aden's proximity until he inhales my scent sharply. I look up into his eyes to find them clamped shut. He did it millions of times but I never once felt like this. A loud deep growl caught my attention. Sending chills down my spine. His jaw clenched and his eyes flicker from his emerald green to gold. Zane.
Instinctively I wanted to comfort him. To touch him. I didn't realize I had taken a step towards him until a firm grip grasped my wrist and the murderous glare from Zane didn't go unnoticed by me either. Aden had no intention in letting me go that was clear. But the need to comfort Zane was eating at me. "It's OK" I smile at him. Then I turn to Aden and said the same thing. Unlike Zane who seems calmer, Aden hesitated before letting go of my wrist.

The tension in the air was suffocating, I was happy to be free of that place. A sense of relief washed over me when Aden announces we were leaving and grabbed Isabella a bit too forcefully. Yet, the further away we got from that place the tightness in my chest grew. Is this my anxiety? Fear? Stress maybe? One thing for sure is the two families clearly dislike each other but shouldn't they at least try to get along?

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Chapter 9: She Isn’t Her.

[Zane P.O.V.]

It’s official the fucktard is Alpha and announced Izie as his vile pack future Luna. The nerve of that dickwad. The footage from the camera at Club Claw was all destroyed conveniently on the night of the attack. None of Izie's friends confirms having plans with her.  So who was she really meeting? We interrogated the guards and everyone that worked there that night, all but one. One of the waitresses from the night shift was out of town visiting her family. Maybe she might know something. 

"Hey, baby," Jessica purred standing in front of my office door in a skin-tight short dress accentuating her lean body. I groan inwardly at her. She looks hot as hell but not as appealing as she once did. Maybe it’s because I had her already every which way? 

"You look stressed. How about I help you relieve some of it?" She licked her thick lips while walking towards me swaying her hips seductively.  It has been a while and I do crave a release. She kneels in front of me, running her hands over my thighs, licking her lips. Just hurry the hell up. I grab her hair and tug gently smirking at her. Letting her know not to tease me. I'm not in the mood. She unbuttons my jeans freeing my semi harden member. Strokes me with her hand, teasingly. I tighten my grip in a don't-play-with-me kind of way. Finally, she took me in her wet hot mouth. Ohhh Yeaa... I groan ignoring the sickening feeling bubbling around from her touch. I pushed it away and enjoy her warm mouth on me. 

Sucking harder, bobbing her head, taking me deeper in her throat, gagging on my now fully erected rock-hard dick. She moans.

'She doesn't sound like her' my wolf grumbled.

'No she doesn't... she sounds better<>, just enjoy it' I smirk at my wolf who retreats to the back of my mind.

I know I lied. The human female did sound a lot more appealing. The image of her moaning, when my finger touched her soft succulent flesh, floods my memory.  A low growl vibrates through my chest. Jessica thinks it's because of her, smirking against my dick.  I mentally roll my eyes at her. She quickly picks up her pace, bobbing her head, stroking my length with one hand, sucking harder and faster. And all I can think of is that human female.

 The way her tight wet pussy felt with my fingers inside, her velvety folds. Fuck. She was dripping wet for me, the way her body responds like no one else ever did. The tingling sensation with every touch, her unique mouth-watering scent and her arousal. The way she coated my hand and cried out in pleasure. The pleasure I made her feel. FUCK. ME. Warm liquid shoots out of me pumping into her mouth as the image of the human female clouded my mind. She greedily swallows every drop of me, licks her lips and looks at me in awe. 

'hahaha,' my wolf laughs.

I roll my eyes at him and block him out. I'm so screwed.

"Zane we need to-”

Kyle bursts into my office without knocking as usual. I need to teach him how to fucking knock. Maybe a few broken limbs and ribs will help?

"I can come back" he grins like a damn fool.

"No, we are done here. Leave," I order whilst zipping my jeans up.

"But-”

"Leave" This time I use my alpha tone. I have no time for her infatuation. She bows her head, pouts and left.

"Aren't you charming?'' Kyle teased. 

'If she was the human female she would've been bent over the desk with us deep inside of her.  My wolf growls. Fucking horny wolf.

'It will never happen. I don't fuck humans'   I say bored, blocking him out once more.

The image of her bent over on my desk made my dick twitch. Fucking horny wolf. 

"We found the waitress in Portland."

"Shane is heading there as we speak."

"Finally some good news" Maybe this can be the break I need. 

"Oh, Luna Rayne tells me to inform you, your tux is in your room and don't be late to the Gala" Kyle sings. I growl throwing my paperweight at his head. Unfortunately, he dodges it at the last second.

"That hurt my feelings." He fake pouts.

"GET THE FUCK OUT!!!" 

"What did I say Ky-”

"Mom?" I looked up about to wring Kyle's neck.

"Sorry to disappoint you" She smiles walking in with a cup of coffee in her hand.

"Never. I'm glad it's you." I walk over to her, kissing her cheek as we sat on the sofa. My parents are the best and  I truly love them. There isn't a thing I wouldn't do for my family. I might be a heartless cold monster but not to them. Well, not most of the time anyway.

"What's wrong?"

"The Bethany female," oh that shit again.

"What about her?" The irritation in my tone evident. She is a social climber and has quite a reputation.

"Will you choose her as your-"

"No!" I cut her off before she could even utter those blasphemous words. Mom sighs in relief, her body visibly relaxed.

"Why would you think I would?" My curiosity got the best of me.

"Well, one of the agreements between your father and Kendrick. Secondly, she's a strong she-wolf trained to be Luna and now that her brother is tied to Isabella it strengthens her position. Which makes her an ideal Luna candidate. A lot of Alpha see her as an opportunity to strengthen their pack status. If she is mated to you-

"It gets me closer to the crown." I finish my mother's sentence. 

"Killing Aden will make me happier though," I wink cheekily. Mom chuckled.  " Isabella is not his mate. I will get her away from him and as far as Bethany is concerned I have no intention in mating her no matter her position." 

"A lot of alpha would jump for that opportunity to be King even if the girl is tainted. I am so proud of you." She cups my cheeks. I furrow my brows. Why is she proud?

"Because my dear boy you could choose power but instead you choose family and honour. I never doubted your intentions." With that, she left. I could lie and say it didn't cross my mind but it did. But my family comes first. I won't destroy them just so I can gain more power greedily.

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Chapter 10: Mate.

I lost track of time with piles and piles of paperwork. I told mom I won't be late but surprise, I'm late. She should be grateful I'm even going. I had two reasons not to go, one, to avoid killing that mutt who claims to be one of my cousin's mates. Secondly, my piles and piles of paperwork. The Gala is at its peak, I, of course, being an arrogant ass ignore everyone, except the hot blonde in the corner. I might take her home. Where the hell is my mother? I need to get this night over with.

WHAT THE FUCK?

My wolf perks up, stirring in the back of my head

'She's here' he states.

'How are you so sure?'

'Who's else scent appeals that much to us?' he growls annoyed at my question.

I sniff the air following the scent across the room. There are a lot of different scents but hers is commanding my every sense, calling out to me. The urgency to find it is suffocating. Why is this human so damn alluring?

Fuck. There she is, I know that body anywhere. My eyes rake over her body slowly. Fuck. Me. She is even more beautiful than I imagine. My cold dead heart skips a beat, never have I seen such beauty, cute button nose, full kissable pink lips I wonder how they will feel wrapped around my dick.

'She's not your whore,' my wolf snaps. I blocked him out, ignoring his outbursts.

High pink cheekbones, come on baby look at me show me those eyes. My dick twitched at the sight of her in that golden yellow dress that hugs her curves showing off her full round perky breasts and hourglass frame. I can imagine running my tongue down the valley of her breasts all the way down to her... What the fuck is wrong with me she is human. No, I don't fuck humans no matter how sinfully hot they are. No matter how much I want to rip that fucking dress off of her and taste every inch of her soft delicate body. Fuck. Get your shit together Zane. She is a weak human female you're a strong Alpha. You have more control than this.

Her focus is on the people in front of her. The bastard Kendrick Luna along with my mother, sister and my aunt. I made my way to them.

"She has more heart and decency than all of you combine" Kendrick Luna spat angrily at mother, disrespecting her. Fuck no. I can feel my blood boiling and my wolf stirring but the human scent is calming us at the same time. For fuck sake, I mentally rolled my eyes at myself. What is happening to me? Clearly, my earlier pep talk isn't working out.

"You will show respect to your highness and my mother," I ordered. Power, authority dripping off every word. How dare she speak to a member of the royal family in such a tone. She should be punished. She lowers her head in submission. Whimpering in fear.

"Respect is earned, it's not given freely to those undeserving of it." A sweet voice retorts, defending Kendrick Luna. I know exactly who that feisty voice belongs to. Human or not I will not tolerate her insolence.

'Spank her,' my wolf smirks.

This time I agree with my horny ass wolf. I would love to see her ass turning red under my palm. Fuck. My dick twitched.

My gaze finally found her gorgeous brown mesmeric eyes.

'MATE, MATE' my wolf jumping around in my head shouting. I block him out instantly.

An odd sensation penetrated my soul unlocking something deep within me that I never knew was locked or even there. A sense of fulfilment and some other alien emotions swept across my body stitching itself into every fibre of my being. As the mate bond tugged at my dead cold heart. My gaze travels over her body shamelessly checking her out, committing every inch of her to memory. Every part of me yearned, aching to have her small frame beneath me withering away in pleasure. My finger twitches to touch her. Oh, Goddess how I want to touch her. No!, No!, No! STOP IT ZANE!!!

No fucking way my mate is a human! That explains the smell and tingling sensation. My lips pull in a thin line, fists clenched, eyes narrow. This has to be a mistake, she can't be. She's human. I will not have this. The power emitting off me in waves, everyone refuses to meet my dominating gaze except for her. A familiar scent that I love- her arousal. She's turned on by my power and dominance. I couldn't help the smirk on my face. Wolves, even humans coward away but her, she gets aroused instead. Interesting. Her cheeks are crimson as she attempts to press her thighs together. Oh, baby that won't work.

'She's perfect,' my wolf purrs.

For fuck sake.

"You're not pack and clearly not wolf... who says you can speak to me in such a tone?" My tone deadly-calm.

"No I'm not a wolf - Clearly" she sassed, emphasizing the word 'clearly'. Feisty. I'll enjoy fucking that mouth of hers. I cross my arms over my chest fighting back a smirk.

"But she is my mum and I have all rights to defend her and I will not let anyone speak to her rudely. And I clearly don't care who you are... Obviously." she smirks at me. A bold move. Mom? Kendrick Luna is her mom? Oh yeah, his luna was bitten. That's why she is so disrespectful she is just like her damn family.

I took a step closer, eyes never leaving hers " Do you know what happens to people who disrespect me?"She's intoxicating. Fuck that's so distracting the way she's biting those luscious lips. Damn mate bond!

"You talk them to death?" Damn, she has balls. I'll give her that. Everyone at earshot tense at her bold statement. Waiting for me to no doubt punish her in some way. Little do they know her punishment is something they would never guess. Her strap to my bed naked with me buried inside of her- NO! NO! GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER! I scold myself.

"That would imply I let them keep their ears," A devilish smirk graced my face.

"Well I hope you took their eyes out too because looking at you is equally painful," She snaps.

"Actually, I let them keep their eyes just so they can watch me torture and kill everyone they loved excruciatingly slow." Her heart rate tripled in pace beating rapidly against her chest. She is terrified. Good. About fucking time.

"You won't hurt me" she whispers in a low timid voice. She, herself appears astonished. Did she not mean to say that?

'It's instinctive she can feel it'

I nod mentally at my wolf.

I can't hurt her. I'll never hurt her. But not going to let her know that. She's the bastard sister which means she is no better. There are many other ways I can hurt her. My dick twitches thinking of the inappropriate possibilities. No, she is the bastard sister. We need her to fear us.

"Why do you think that kitten?"

"There are so many things I can do to this sweet little body of yours. Don't test me little one, you won't like the outcome," I say in a deadly calm tone. Her fear amplifies.

"I can make you beg for mercy and scream those pretty little lungs of yours out." I continue and whisper in her ear, my bottom lip barely touching her earlobe. That scent that is so overwhelming, so compelling is bringing me to my damn knees. Her fear replaced by arousal drawing me towards her. She crossed her legs in a feeble attempt to calm herself. I clench my fist and will myself not to be affected by her. I have more control than this!

'If you don't take her I will take control and mount her.' My wolf threatens.
'What happens if she isn't a whore?' I shot back.
'She's ready to mate!' He growls. 
'You don't think I know that!' I snap, pushing him to the back of my mind but not without a fight. My wolf's eager to claim her. What is that on her neck? Did someone hurt her? My blood boiling.

"What happen-"

"Zane!" I heard someone growl. Behind my mate stood Aden with Isabella. His fists clenched, eyes narrow, glaring at me. Great, Just fucking great, this dipshit.

"It's Alpha Micheals to you pup" I retort, glaring back at him in disgust, My eyes narrow, fists clenched ‘til my knuckles turn white and the throbbing vein on my forehead ready to pop. Seeing his blood will be pleasing but that damn scent of hers keeps calming my bloodlust. Her arousal is duly noted as I'm sure I am not the only one who notices. Fuck! The idea of anyone else smelling her arousal is irking. I have a good mind to sweep her off her feet away from this place. Away from prying eyes and all those hungry unmated males. My wolf growls in protest pacing in my head, demanding we leave with our mate. 

Aden growls. Bringing me back to reality. He's not too happy with my statement. I smirk appreciating his reaction, turning to my dear cousin. We gazed at each other with so much love and admiration. I miss her and I know she misses me. It hurts to see her like this.

"Zane," She attempts to walk towards me only to be stopped by the fucktard. His arm coiled around her small waist protectively almost painfully. How I wish I could rip his limbs off and feed them to him at this very moment.

"Sweetheart" my aunt calls out. Aden's grip tightens.

"Mom" A tear escapes Isabella's eyes running down her cheeks, her bottom lips quivering. I will kill him.

"May I have a word with my daughter Alpha Aden" My aunt demands.

"I don't think I feel comfortable with you talking to my mate." He responds, emphasizing the word 'mate'.

"I'm her mother!" She hisses offended by his implication.

"And I'm her mate!" He snaps back with a smug smirk. Kendrick, his beta and Aden's beta stood beside him along with Bethany who is eye-fucking me. Resisting the urge to roll my eyes. I wonder if our mate is like her?

'Hell no!' My wolf growled defensively.

'I hope you're right' for your sake.' I reply.

I stood beside my mom, dad, sister, aunt, uncle, and Kyle.

My mate, her mom and an omega stood beside her own family.

I glare at the prick bored of his stupid face. He can smirk all he wants I will rip his organs out and feed them to him soon.

"Silver right?" Kyle ask. Who's Silver?

"Yes?" My mate replies. Her name is Silver.

'It’s beautiful, Silver' My wolf purrs.

"You care to dance?"

'If he touches her break his arms' My wolf growls.

'He won't touch her.’

"No, She does not." Aden answers, protective of little sis I see.

'A little too possessive Zane' my wolf growls.

"I am sure she can speak for herself. Isn't that right Silver?" He smirks and winks at her.

'I swear if the Beta touches her I'll take control and kill him, Zane.' My wolf growls,

'Calm down he won't touch her.'

"No, thank you." Good answer.

He shrugs "Your loss, beautiful... I'm a great dancer" He wiggles his brows suggestively. My wolf's going to kill him. Wolves are very possessive of their mate especially an alpha. Until we mark and mate her he'll lose his shit whenever she is around any unmated males.

Bethany laughs and turns her gaze to Silver " Just pathetic, playing innocent. We can all smell you. Have you no shame? Do you think an alpha as powerful as himself will want a weak human such as you? You might as well let the beta have his fun with you." She just didn't say that. I never wanted to kill a female painfully slow as much as I want to right now. Even rogue females I grant them a quick merciful death. But this bitch. She has no idea. 

"Trust me, My dear cousin would be an honour to have someone like her touch him unlike a tainted slut like you." Isabella retorts defensively before I could even reply. The look Isabella and Silver shared said it all. They care for each other. Aden's grip tightens on Isabella causing her to flinch just a little.

Kendrick laughs out loud "Alpha Zane Micheals touch a human? or fuck one?" He laughs some more. His Luna glared at him shocked at his outburst.

"Alana know your place female!" He growls threatening to dominate her. She submitted with a whimper. He might have given up his title but the alpha in him is still strong enough to make his own Luna submit shamefully. Silver stepped in front of her mother protectively, Aden tense and shift his gaze to her then to his father. Almost protectively of her again. I didn't even notice my body stiffen as well, ready to defend my mate.

"Girl" He growls, Power and authority oozing off him. A slight hesitation to submit but she didn't. She did something I never thought a human was capable of doing.

She smirks at the bastard and arches a brow defiantly. Damn, she really does have balls.

She is our mate, what do you expect?' My wolf spoke proudly of his mate. Loving how strong she is.

"How dare you disrespect me?" He spat when he realized he can't dominate her. How dare he fucking try to dominate my mate. My wolf scratching at the surface ready to show him just who the fuck he is messing with. He steps towards her.

"Don't" Aden growls threateningly, blocking his father before I could intervene. Their eyes glaze over, looks like they are having a heating argument via mind link.

It's a good thing the little shit step forward, killing him in the middle of the Gala isn't a good look. Why the fuck do I even care? She is human. She can't really be my mate?

"Fine let him fuc-"  A loud threatening growl erupted from the little prick's throat warning his father not to continue whatever he was about to say. Kendrick might be a lot of things but he isn't stupid. He knows when he lost the battle. Clearly, he lost this one with the amount of power leaking from his son, it's surprising. Never knew the pup had that in him. But not good enough.

"He will not lay a finger on her" He retorts, like a jealous over-possessive mate. But she isn't his mate. She is mine! My wolf hates his possessiveness over her. Who won't lay a finger on her? He better not be talking about me because I plan on laying more than a finger if I'm completely honest with myself. Which I'm not. Denial is a powerful thing. Obviously, his intentions are not of a brotherly nature, but more. From the expression on the omega's face, Luna Alana and Isabella they notice the exact thing. Not to mention Kyle did too. Aden grabs him by the collar fuming " Leave now." He used his alpha command. Kendrick reluctantly follows but not before trying his best to resist. It's futile.

Aden finally turns his gaze to my mate, standing an inch apart. He inhales her scent, an intimate thing only share between mates. What the fuck? A growl erupts from my throat drawing everyone's attention to me. Silver turns to me, instinctively she took a step forward only to be stopped by him. I took a step to her ready to rip his arms off of what's mine. "It's OK," she smiles at me, that smile melting the coldness of my ice-block heart.

She turns to Aden and said the same thing, calming both of us. How is that possible she isn't his fucking mate? There goes that anger again.

He turns to face Isabella and grabs her arm right before announcing they are leaving. What just happen? My mate felt relief and reluctant at the same time. The further my mate got the more my wolf stirred and howled. The bond was clearly doing its job. The longer we are a part the worst this will get.

"What was that?" Kyle questioned while his gaze fixed upon them.

"I have no idea" I grumble more to myself. I still can't get past the fact that she is my mate a human and the way that brother of her reacts to her.

Later that night Kyle inform me of everything he found out, he even told me of his observation between Aden and Silver. I tense just by the sound of her name coupled with his, man I was livid on the inside. I try my best to mask that pesky emotion of mine and my horny lovesick fool of a wolf. I dismiss Kyle and head off to bed. A good night's rest is what I need to recuperate and get back to myself. The pain in my chest seems to be getting worse travelling down to my stomach. This feels different... Sleep. Yeah, that's it! I need to sleep! I ignore my wolf and close my eyes.

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Chapter 11: Bad Nights.

[Kyle P.O.V.]

A booming ears-shattering growl woke me, an emotion not my own seeps into my body. Never have I felt his emotions this strong before. My wolf howls to protect his alpha, without thinking I flew out of bed to his chambers crashing into his parents and sister Summer who's heading the same way.

"I assume you all felt that and heard him," I ask, they nod. The pack members can feel Alpha and Luna's pain because of the profound connection we all share. The pack will always be protective of their Alpha and Luna and loyal to a fault. The higher rank you are the stronger the connection.

His already bloody and cracked fist hits the wall, again and again. His nightstand and Chester drawers were broken to pieces, the bed flipped over, doors unhinged. Curtains and sheets rip to shred and broken glass and wood litter the floor. It looks like a hurricane pass through his room destroying everything in its path. It took him literally ten minutes to destroy his whole room. I was impressed and terrified at the same time.

"What is wrong with him?" Summer whimpers in fear. Never have we seen him in this light before. Yes, he gets angry and kills the thing that made him angry but this is different. He's beyond livid and something else I can't put my finger on. He was hurting but why?  Is this about Isabella again? We just saw her and I know he's upset but he when to bed find.

"Son?" Zane's dad calls out.

Zane growl and punch the wall once more. His hand found his hair tugging relentlessly.  At least his fist heals but the bloodstain was still noticeable. Trembling in rage, he clenched his fists until his knuckles turn white and his claws drew blood, dripping on the wooden polished floor. All the veins in his arms, neck and back bulging painfully. The pained expression seared across his scarlet face didn't go unseen. We all felt his undeniable rage, pain and heartache.

"GET. OUT!" 

"Son talk to us... What's wrong?" His mom urges.

"Maybe we can help-"

"You can't help or do anything!" He hissed cutting off his Father.

"Zane!" His father growls not liking his son disrespecting him.

Zane chuckled murderously and menacingly walking closer to us. He looks almost feral. Zane's father stood in front of his mate and daughter protectively. What the fuck is wrong with him? 

His mother gasps and we follow her gaze to Zane's stomach. Deep claw marks, black and blue bruises cover his chest and stomach. What the fuck? Why is he healing so slowly and clawing at himself? He should have healed already. He heals instantly, I have seen him heal quicker from deeper wounds. 

"My baby" His mom cries. His father wraps his arm around her soothing her cries.

Zane just chuckles menacingly and left. He's scaring the shit out of me right now. Freddie Kruger and Jason combined with that scary nun on youtube has nothing on him.

"What's happening to him?" 

"There is only one thing that can cause that," His father answers.

"A mate," His mother finishes.

Summer gasped and covered her mouth with her hands.

"He doesn't have one. That's not possible." If Zane had a mate I'd know. I'm his best friend dammit. I would know my Luna. Only a few hours ago he had that ho Jessica on her knees. He didn't act like a wolf who found his mate. He was barely at the Gala for less than an hour.

"Only a mate can cause such pain. Anything else would have healed. she must have...

I nodded at Zane's mom Rayne, understanding where she is going with this. His so call mate must have mated with another and Zane felt it. FUCK. To feel one mate having sex is excruciatingly painful. The only thing worse is feeling them die. Not even rejection hurts as much. Yes, the pain is horrible but not like this. If he had rejected his mate he wouldn't have felt her mating so strongly. Rejection can kill a wolf if you’re not strong enough, so can mating with someone else. I know he hates mate but he doesn't deserve this. Why would she do it?

It's been two days since that night. When he isn't in his office, he has countless beautiful females leaving his guest room. Drowning his pain in cunt and liquor.

"We need to help him." Summer barged into the kitchen like a madwoman on a mission.

"How do you suppose we do that Summer?" I took a sip of my coffee laced with gin. No, It's not too early. 

"Your brother isn't a man you want to mess with in his current state."

"You think she... you know... she Reje-”

"NO" I scoff "Of course not" Why would his mate reject him? If anything he would reject her for not being able to keep her fucking legs closed. And she couldn't reject him because if he wanted her she stands no chance. Maybe this is her way of hurting Zane? Luna or not I won't let her hurt my friend. If she didn't want to be his mate she should've said something not whore about.

"Did you notice the tension between  Zane, Aden and his sister? "

"Everyone did" Aden is obsessed with the female. That was obvious, even her best friend confirm my suspicions. Zane appeared agitated by it but mask it well. But she had some balls standing up to Zane the way she did. The girl is brave or extremely stupid. But there was just something different about her. I felt a weird connection to her earlier. Then it intensifies as soon as Zane appeared. Not to mention the sexual tension between them was hard to ignore. I've seen females drool over Zane like this but never did I see him react the way he did. Like he was fighting to control himself. The second her arousal hits I swear I saw something flicker across his face. She clearly had some kind of effect on him or she would have been dead by now. Hell, I can't even pull off that stunt she pulled. Could she be? Noo... She's human. It's rare for the moon Goddess to pair a human and a wolf as mates. Huh...

"We need to find his mate." Summer growls. "My brother doesn't deserve this."

[Ema P.O.V.]

The door creaks open, and a very tired Silver strolls in. Where was she all night? She flops down on her bed, face planted in her pillow and grunt.

"Where were you all night?" I rub the sleep out of my eyes, sitting up in bed.

"I fell asleep on the bloody hard ugly sofa." Her muffled voice complained.

"Why?" I yawn.

"Aden wanted to talk after we got home from the Gala... So he made us hot cocoa"

"I must have fallen asleep on- " she pauses trying to recall what happened.

"I don't know" She huffs frustratingly, getting out of bed. "I'm sore... I need a shower. Stupid sofa." She grumbles heading to the bathroom. hmm.

The Gala was very intense last night better than any soap opera I ever saw.  I can't believe the way Silver stood up to Alpha Zane. She didn't even know who he was nor was she the least intimidated. No one talks to Alpha Zane that way, you'll lose a tongue, hell you'll lose your head. I swear if she was a wolf she would be an Alpha female. I still can't fathom the way Alpha Aden acted and Alpha Zane reacted. I swear for a second I thought Alpha Zane was going to obliterate Alpha Aden for inhaling her scent. 

I was astounded when I found out Kyle was his beta, I heard stories of the bloodthirsty beta and the Alpha but Kyle wasn't half bad. He seems a lot interested in Silver and Aden's relationship, even though he was trying to hide his curiosity.

"Silver leave me some hot water!" I bang on the bathroom door. She's been in there for almost an hour. Finally, she came out." Took you forever" I huff at her.

"Sorry, I'm just really sore." Her skin a sickly pale, with dark circles under her eyes. She really slept poorly.

"Ema! I'm going to check on Isabella," she shouts.

"Okay," I answer. knowing Silver, she is going to meddle. I swear she is the most inquisitive human I ever met. I know she senses the weird vibes between Aden and Isabella. I should hurry up before she gets herself in trouble. I quickly wash the strawberry body wash off and got out of the shower. I dry my skin and wore shorts with a tank top. I can't wait to leave this place today. 

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Chapter 12: No Memory.

[Ema P.O.V.]

"Sister HA! I know you were a liar!" Isabella scoffs at someone. She sounds pissed off. Damn, Bethany. I open the door and step into the room. Silver and Isabella glare at each other with so much rage. I scan the room. Bethany's not here?

"No matter how much you scrub your self I can still smell him on you! Have you no shame?! And you have the audacity, to come in here pretending to check on me!... Like you care!!... Ha! Your a nasty little-

" Isabella!" What the hell is wrong with her? Silver eyes tear up. I stood beside Silver glaring at her. Luna or not I don't give a shit.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" My tone is bitter and protective of my friend.

"You were in on it too, weren't you? Did you fuck him too?" She spat accusingly. The rage rolling off her made my wolf cower. 

"What are you talking about?" I huffed.

"Like you don't know!" Isabella scoffs. 

"Know what !" I demand, face-palming myself.

"You see the way he looks at her, I know you do."

"WHO!?" I shout Irritated by her vague response.

She grunts " ADEN! That's who" Aden? What about Aden? I look at Silver who looks just as confused. She must have noticed our confusion.

She huffs annoyed, throwing her arms in the air dramatically, shaking her head with a scowl on her face.

"I might not be his true mate, which I'm certain you both know" Silver and I looked at each other again. I assume but wasn't certain and judging by Silver's expression she did too.

"So every time he fucks one of his many whores I can feel it because of this damn mark!" She snarls, clawing at her mark till it bleeds.

"I never imagined you would be one of them," She hissed disgustingly at Silver as though she betrayed her. Wait she thinks Silver slept with Aden? No fucking Way!

"WHAT!?" Silver snapped appalled by her accusation, clenching her fist.

"I don't know what the hell is wrong with you or who you think you are to accuse me of such profanity! Aden is my brother! And I never slept with him!" Her word dripping with venom. I never saw Silver this livid before.

"You had me fooled for a second there... I almost believed you" Isabella chuckled darkly.  "The way he defended you last night. Hell, everyone saw how he took your scent in.'' Isabella scoffed disgustingly.

"If it wasn't for my Royal Alpha blood I would have missed his scent on you," Her tone deadly.

Wait she can smell Aden on Silver? Her sense of smell is more powerful than other wolves given her bloodline. So it has to be true? Silver did? But wait she couldn't? She wouldn't? I could tell if she was lying. She isn't. She did hesitate to remember last night’s event. I wonder.

"She can't lie about that Silver, her sense of smell is stronger given her bloodline."

Silver glared at me, the look of betrayal and hurt filled her teary eyes. My heart plummets. Those words left my mouth with a dirty disgusting taste. 

"Y-you-."

"And you know Silver is not lying as well," I interrupted Silver turning to Isabella. "You would have heard her heartbeat" I continue, Isabella reflecting on what I said. " I must have missed it," she hissed at me.

"No, you didn't!" I roll my eyes. 

"Give me your hand," I grab her hand, and she yanks it away.

"NO!" She shook her head blinking back her tears.

"Silver, do you trust me?"

"Why? You side with the enemy." She snickers and nodded towards Isabella hurt. "I thought we were friends, sisters. Us against the world." The pain of betrayal in her tone was like a punch in the gut. I'm a shitty friend. I don't deserve her as my friend. 

"We are Silver." I pleaded with her to see that. "I know you didn't voluntarily sleep with Alpha Aden" I regret those words the second they left my lips. 

"Voluntarily? What?! I can't believe my ears!" She jeers and facepalms. I cringe at her tone. 

"Silver, please! " I begged.  "You, yourself couldn't remember what happen last night and you said you're sore!'' I hate how stubborn she is sometimes.

"YESSSS! From the Hard ugly SOFA!" She huffs irritatedly thrusting her arms up in the air.

"That's a 1200.00 dollar sofa it's not that bad and why can't you remember what happen last night?" I arch a questioning eyebrow at her. Isabella looking at me like where-you-going-with-this?

"Soo- i- am- a- umm" She fumbled with her words, finding it difficult to paste together the scenario from last night.

"Give me your hand," I pray for once she doesn't act so damn stubborn. She didn't pull away this time. I held her hand open, palm up in front of Isabella.

"What are you doing Ema?" Isabella asks folding her arms across her chest puzzled and annoyed.

"You can smell anything out of the ordinary in her bloodstream?" I ask Isabella.

Isabella nods and a flash of understanding crosses her face.

 Isabella takes her hand from mine and extends a claw.

"Are you crazy!" She tried to pull away but couldn't from Isabella's steel grip. She is, after all, a strong wolf.

"Calm down Silver, Ema might be on to something. Don't you want to know?" Silver curiosity always gets the best of her and this is no different. She nods at Isabella. She absolutely didn't want to do this but at this point, her curious nature was once more triumphant. 

Isabella, extend a claw once more and slice the inside of her palm. She inhaled the scent of her blood and tasted a drop from her claw. All I smell was iron, I couldn't smell anything distinctive other than blood. 

"hmm"

We both gaze at her waiting impatiently.

"Strip" She orders.

"What? Noooo!" Silver squeal covering herself with her arms protectively.

"Strip or I will rip your clothes off" Isabella threaten and extend more claws.

"Fine! But my panties and bra stay on!" She huffs.

“Sure" Isabella nods, amused by Silver but she quickly conceals it. 

Silver glared at me and I choke down a giggle.

She slowly and reluctantly strips and Isabella and I examined her body. There were scratches on her back and shoulders. Black and blue bruises on her inner thighs and hips. I couldn't believe it. He really did it. I heard rumours but I never believed all of them. But to her? I was beyond stunned. 

" Is your...umm.." Isabella nods towards Silver's lady parts" Sore" She blushes, questioning Silver.

Silver huff. Her cheeks to her neck were red with embarrassment. "A little," She confirmed. 

The wheels in her head start to turn. A glimpse of fear and realisation in her eyes.

 "No!" phew "Noo... He's my brother." Denial.

"There is definitely.... something... unusual in your bloodstream. I could taste it too. Mild but it’s there... and the bruises..." Isabella exhale. " When werewolves have sex with-

"NOOO!... NO!" Silver protested, putting on her clothes. Her body began to tremble, her heart thumping against her chest frantically. 

"Humans, they tend to bruise easily ... if not extra gentle with them."  It was difficult but she needed to hear it. I nod at Isabella who hesitated before continuing. " There is a reason why werewolves don't have intercourse with human-"

"No stop!"Silver begs. Her eyes filled with tears. 

"If Aden had lost control he could have ripped you apart. You're not his mate nor-"

"Please Stop!" Silver cries falling to her knees covering her ears.  I cradle her in my arms as she fell to the floor.

"A wolf. He could have killed you." Isabella and I held Silver as she cries and denies it, defending her brother. 

If a werewolf has sex with humans and lost control they can rip them apart, rupturing their organs in the process as well.  But if they lost control with their human mate, yes they'll be hurt badly but it won't kill them. The moon Goddess made sure of it. That's why mates can heal each other through skin-to-skin contact. Their bodies were made for each other. Human mates are rare and are extremely cautious in bed. A human mate can take weeks to heal from her mate losing control. 

"There was a rumour going around about the pack. How they used date rape drugs. They needed a lot for a werewolf but for a human, just one pill" Isabella stated. I heard of that rumour by accident. No one dared speak about it unless you wanted to spend the rest of your days in the dungeon. Of course, I never told Silver knowing her she would go into investigating mode. 

"Did you see him make your hot cocoa?" I ask.

She shook her head no.

A few hours pass by and Silver finally begins to accept that it might be true. Still in denial, deep denial but she was finally processing what we had told her. I wonder how many times the bastard had done this to her. Maybe it was once?

"Is this the first time you blackout and woke up sore?" Isabella asked the question I was afraid to ask.  I cringed.

Her body tense. Her eyes widen and her chest heaves. Shit, it's not.

"Sweetieeee" Isabella and I held her in a protective hug once more as she wails. 

A few minutes passed before she spoke. "It was my sixteenth-birthday-party," She began speaking hiccuping between words. "S you don't-"

"I want to" I nod and she continued.

"Aden promised he would come home for it... I was so happy when he did..." Her words were a mere whisper but we heard it loud as day. "We danced, drank beer and even play beer pong," I remember this. 

"I wasn't that drunk though. The next thing I remember was waking up in Aden Beta's bed naked.'' Silver looks shell-shocked. " S are you ok?" I ask in a panic voice. She looks up at me with teary eyes " You think his beta ... umm... drug me too?" She murmurs in fear, not really wanting to know the answer. It wasn't the beta but how do I tell her? It'll break her. After a few minutes of debating it in my head, I convince myself this was for the best.

"It wasn't his beta" They both look at me. " I saw when Aden took you upstairs, his beta never left the party S" It would be hard to fake her virginity. The bastard made his Beta take the fall for it. Silver didn't even react to what I said much. She just cringed a little but held the same shell-shocked expression. 

"I'm so sorry Silver. I should have known better. I shouldn't have accused you or said those mean awful things to you." Isabella hugs Silver crying as well. I really hate this place!

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Chapter 13: The Truth.

[Ema P.O.V.]

Isabella stood and began pacing back and forth in the room. Debating something in her head. Finally, she paused, close her eyes and took a deep calming breath. When she opened them all I saw was sheer determination. She decided that we were trustworthy and told us the truth. Silver refused to believe her dear beloved brother was capable of such things. She was still in denial and dubious of the whole situation but nevertheless, she listens attentively to Isabella. 

Isabella told us that a few weeks ago at club Claw she was meeting up with her true mate. They had just found each other, no one knew yet. She said he texted her to meet him at club Claw. She also admitted she felt something off about the whole situation but didn't question it. She knew her mate would never harm her or put her life at risk. 

During a rogue attack, Alpha Aden kidnapped her and held her in a dungeon along with her mate who was severely beaten and tortured far worse than she was. We told her we were at the club that night also. Silver blush remembering her 'mystery hottie' as she called him. 

Jake, Isabella true mate never texted her, it was all a ruse by Alpha Aden. A dirty deceptive scheme to kidnap her. For two weeks he tortured her and her mate. She confessed he broke her and ashamed that she let him. He still has her mate and threatened to kill him if she doesn't comply. By the time she finished, she was a whole crying mess. To have someone hurt your mate in such a way is a cruel evil act. No one deserves that. A mate is the greatest gift to our kind and what  Alpha Aden is doing is blasphemest. No one should mess with the moon Goddess plans. 

She also told us about Bethany who apparently was to be mated to her cousin Alpha Zane. Silver eyes flicker with desire just by the mention of his name. Then anger or was it jealousy? We think she has a secret crush on him which she huffs and denies. But the sexual tension between the two of them the other night was loud and clear. Any fool can see there is something there. Her still being alive after the stunt she pulled is proof enough.  

Of course, Alpha Zane rejected the idea of being mated to Bethany and did something disrespectful that resulted in this hold new mess. So far we have no clue what Alpha Aden is planning but one thing we're certain about is that it involves the Royals especially Alpha Zane.

[Silver P.O.V.]

Deep down I know they're right but do I believe it? He is my brother. I loved him and trusted him with my life. Why would he do such vile disgusting things to me? Why did he... I can't bring myself to say the word. I feel violated and defiled. I  spend hours scrubbing and scrubbing my body to rid his vile filthy touch to no avail. Yet, I don't feel clean enough. At this rate, I'll successfully scrub off my own bloody flesh.  

How do I face him without breaking down in tears and confronting him? And the things he did to Isabella, he's a monster. A ruthless sadistic monster. How did I not see it? Was I really that blinded by my love for him? How stupid can I really be? All I want to do is scream and scream from the pain, the betrayal even my own stupidity. I'm pathetic and weak-minded. Here I thought I was smart and strong but turns out I'm as gullible and foolish as it gets. I am ashamed of myself. 

Isabella and Ema both agree that I shouldn't confront him. That it will result in him hurting me more, that would hurt him for hurting me, then he would take it out on Isabella and her mate. A perfect example of a trickle-down effect. If he thinks nothing is wrong it could give us an advantage. Maybe even finding Izie's mate and freeing her from this hell hole. 

Two days had passed and Ema and I are back home in our small two-bedroom apartment.  hate leaving Izie there but I couldn't face Aden without exploding. I attempted to shake this sickening nauseating feeling in the pit of my stomach which mostly is associated with Aden but not all of it. Something clawing or scratching my inside, my soul. It’s like an itch I can't reach or a fire that keeps burning that can't be extinguished no matter how hard I try. I can't shake the feeling something isn't right. The heartache and pain I feel inside can't all be about Aden. Right?

Ema believes it's because I'm finally coming to terms with who Aden really is. I'm out of the denial stage and moving towards acceptance hence the vile clawing feeling in the pit of my stomach. 

We had a plan and each a part to play. We find Jake and save Izie. Easier said than done.

"I have an idea!!!" Ema storms my room with her cell phone, waving it at me. The radiation is finally gone to her head. Why didn't I lock my door? 

"Kyleeeee" She sings gawking into space.

"Kyle?" 

"Kyle" She repeats in an irritatingly loud pitch voice.

"He is Alpha Zane Beta and guess who has his numberrrr" She waves her phone in glee. I shiver just at the mention of his name. Zane. I find myself repeating his name in my head. The image of his lips popped into my head.  

'There are so many things I can do to this sweet little body of yours. I can make you beg for mercy and scream those pretty little lungs of yours out.' Those words plague my mind. Oh god, what I wouldn't do to-

"Earth to Silver," Ema waves her phone once more at me and furrowed her brows, disrupting my inappropriate thoughts.  What the hell is wrong with me? He threatens me and here I am fantasizing about his threats. He cut ears off! I am so messed up. I dismiss the naughty images in my head and played along.

"Whoooo?"  I mock in an overly cheerful tone.

"Meeee" She points to herself proudly grinning like an idiot ignoring my mockeries.  I can't help smiling at my friend's infectious grin. 

"We can call him and tell him what we know and he can tell us what he knows which can help us find Jake! Then rescue Isabella!" she grins once more proud of her idea.  

"Ema I'm not sure it's a good-”

"It's ringinggg!" She squeals. Ahh, fudge cakes.

[Zane P.O.V.]

"Nobody's doing anything." I walked in on Kyle and my sister's little conversation in the kitchen. Of course, she didn't reject me because I'll reject her first. The pain of that night still fresh in my mind, like it just occurred. The hot scorching pain swept over me like nothing I ever felt before. A sharp hook dug deep into my very soul, trying to rip part of it away. I claw and claw trying to stop it. My wolf hasn't spoken to me in two days. I can barely feel him. His mate, his beloved mate couldn't keep her fucking legs close. And I paid the price.  Just our luck, our mate is a dirty human whore. I shouldn't be surprised, she is just like her family. If she was a wolf she would have felt the same pain she caused me, oh so many times. 

"We have a more pressing matter to deal with. Shane is back. He'll brief us in my office in five minutes." I said leaving no room to argue.

My parents, Izie's parents, Summer and Kyle waiting in my office along with Shane. I took my seat.

 "What did you find?"

"The waitress's family claimed she never showed up. So I did a little digging around," He pauses, averting his gaze " I found her in the mortuary. Animal attack." He hands me a folder with the autopsy report and photos from the scene. She was viciously attacked. Unrecognisable. Someone made damn sure she kept quiet. I close the folder and pinch the bridge of my nose.

"So we are back to square one," I snicker.

"FUCK!" I swept everything off my table in one angry move. I should've just killed him the night of the Gala and got it over with. 

"Do we have any other leads?" I ask frustratingly and annoyed. 

"N-No A-Alpha" Shane stutters. A deadly silence filled the room. When someone's phone rings. Kyle stood there with a goofy grin across his face staring at his phone.  I should have let my wolf kill him. 

"Are we disturbing you?!" I snarl, glaring at him. He flinched at my tone. 

"Actually I should take this. She's the omega from Aden's pack... She might know something that can help," He says, scratching the back of his head waiting for permission. The one with Silver. Our cheating little slut of a mate. 

'Let him answer mate might be with her'  My wolf finally spoke.

'Mate!' I scoff at him. ' She made her choice! We don't have a mate' I blocked him. All she did and he still wants her? I shouldn't let this cloud my judgement. Maybe she could help us, she's close to the family. 

"Answer. Put her on speaker," I order.

Kyle grins "Hello gorgeous"

"Hi"- She answers in an irritatingly high pitched voice. My poor ears. I cringed.

"What can I do for you?" He purrs all seductively and shit.

Her heartbeat flickers "Well I was.. umm.. hoping we can.. talk.  Are you busy? If you are, it’s cool too''  She continues her rant.

Tell her no- I mind link

" Not for you" He flirts in a deep husky alluring voice. She giggles. I roll my eyes. Females.

"So I was.. umm wondering... How are you? But I wasn't wondering that, well yes, I was but it's not why I called you. Of course, you're fine why wouldn't you be." She chuckled nervously. Kill me. "I wanted, Well, Curious, To know if you or heard anything about or-'' I have no time for this female. As I was about to snap and lose my shit but someone else beat me to the punch.

"Oh for the love of God! Kyle, we need your help to save Isabella from my pervert rapis-" She exhales, her heart thumping louder than normal through the speaker.  Fear? 

'Mate scared' My wolf growls. I ignore him. it's not our concern. My blood boiled and my heart yearned to comfort her. I dismissed it.

"Save her from my brother" She concludes. She is hiding something. Of course, she is. I can't help but laugh at myself. Mentally kicking myself for feeling anything for her or even touching her. 

"Is she ok?" My aunt inquire.

"Yes, she is." 

"Is she there? can we speak to her?" My aunt begs, tears pooling in her eyes.

"Sweetheart-" My uncle tried to control his mate. Keyword try.

"No it's my baby and that son of a bitch has her" She snaps.

"She's at the packhouse," My mate's soft voice answers.

"You left her?" My aunt in disbelief. 

"We don't live at the packhouse." Ema answer. I can't do this right now.

"You said you need our help. So I assume you both have something in mind?" I finally spoke, putting an end to this madness. 

"Zane?" Her voice a mere whisper. She couldn't believe it was me. My dick twitched just hearing my name on her lips. My wolf perks up. He likes his mate saying our name. The faster I reject her the better. This needs to stop.

"Silver" I respond. She gasps. Even over the phone, I can feel how responsive she is. Evidently, So did Kyle and my parents. The room was silent for a few minutes before Kyle spoke 

"So what's the plan boss lady? you do have one right?"

"Well  S?" Ema asks my mate. Urging her to talk.

"Me? why do I have to come up with the plan?" She whines.

"Because your the smart one and the only one that can bring that son of a bitch down."

My mate groans at Ema's bold statement. I can practically feel her rolling her eyes. 

"I don't have time for this foolishness. We have more pressing matters to deal with. If you two have nothing to offer I suggest you hang up!" Each word harsher than the last causing everyone to flinch a little at my blunt authoritative tone.  

" Well for your information we have a bloody plan and don't need you anyway!" My mate spat back disrespectfully.

'We should've marked her already and dominated that sexy body of hers into submission. Then she wouldn't be so damn disrespectful'   My wolf growl, not appreciating our mate's disrespect.

'Aww, what happened? Did the love-struck fool finally learn his lesson' I tease. He growls at me before retreating into the back of my mind. He would never hurt her but her disrespect is something he'll punish in his own way. Which would involve her beneath us. Can't say I hate his punishment tactics towards her. 

I chuckled darkly at her rudeness." I have a good mine to cut that tongue of yours out just for the hell of it," I say in a calm dry tone. 

"You wouldn't dare!" She shot back,  challenging me. She really has no idea who she's talking to. Does she? Mate or not she'll learn. And no I won't really cut her tongue out.

"He's a Royal Alpha and you will show respect." My mother snapped defensively. No one likes to see their Alpha being disrespected or challenged. Everyone in the room supported my mom's statement. The distaste in their faces visible. 

"He is no Alpha of mine and quite frankly I don't give a damn who he is. I made that clear the night of the gala. I don't need any of you to save Izie," She snapped back defensively and protectively of Izie. Izie? the only person who calls her that is me. Now my mate does. For fuck sake. Did Izie tell her about the name? Everyone seems to pick up on it too.

"You care for my daughter don't you?" My aunt asks in a soft motherly tone. It was obvious she did. 

"Yes, I do. I promise I will do everything in my power to save her from Aden," Her tone is determined and authoritative. The tone of a Luna. I can't help but feel proud of her. She doesn't deserve it. I mentally scold myself for my weak mind. 

"So do you have a plan?" I ask in a dry bored tone. 

"Well... umm ... kinda?" 

I laugh out loud "You don't do you?"

"Do you?" She shot back like an angry child. I can feel her rolling her eyes at me.

"Silver," I growl warning her not to test me.

"Zane," She growls right back. My member hardens at the sound of her growling our name. Fuck me. 

"Why do you insist on challenging my every word?"

"Why do you insist on being an ass to me?"

"Me?"

"Yes!"

"Female!" 

"Male!"

At this point the tension in the room is overwhelming. All I can think about is putting her over my knees and spanking that round ass of hers until she screams my name then fuck her senselessly. She won't be able to walk for a week. My wolf strongly agrees.  

"Silver when I-

"What? Make me beg for mercy  and scream my lungs out?" The challenge and lust in her voice were hard to miss. Evidently, she caught on to my undertone of that statement. Everyone look at me baffled. Kyle grinning like an idiot. The fucker knows? I roll my eyes at him.

Silver clear her throat and spoke articulately "I believe we can help each other out by exchanging information-"

"Or you on Zane's lap to relief the sexual tension," Ema murmurs teasing Silver. But given we are of royal blood we all heard her barely. Silver threw something at her friend. " Ouch!" She yelps. 

 "Umm-  I think we can save Izie if we work together"  less confident and more embarrassed. I can practically see her flushed cheeks. She is so hot when she blushes. What the fuck am I saying!? 

"Very well. I will have my Beta set up a meeting." 

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Chapter 14: The Gameplan.

[Zane P.O.V.]

There was a knock on the door.

"Are you expecting someone?" Ema asks Silver.

"No"

"I'll get the door," My mate says.

"Silver." Aden the bastard at her apartment. I mute Kyle's phone.

"Do you think they can really help?" Asked my aunt.

"They said they wanted our help so I assume they know something we don't" I answer truthfully before turning my attention back to the phone.

"What are you doing here?" Silver asks surprised. 

"Here to see my little sis. Heard you're sick?" He replies. She is sick?

"Stomach cramps... you know female stuff." Sound more like a lie.

"I was hoping you would stay at the packhouse and Ema too of course "

"I don't thin-k so... I-l-like it here... I like my space" She stutters. Why is she scared? She wasn't the other night.

"You can stay in the Alpha quarter with Isabella and me. I'll personally see to it that you have all the space you need." Why is he so tenacious? 

"He doesn't sound brotherly." Summer murmured more to herself. 

"His mother died at childbirth then his father mate with Silver's mom. Technically he's not" Kyle says. Guess it's not just me who notices his persistence toward Silver.

"I don't feel comfortable there Aden. I like it here." Silver replied in a small timid voice.

"Why? You know I'll never let anything hurt you." I can hear her heart rate spike, pretty sure he did too.  

"Aden I want to stay here." A little more confident. Forced but still confident.

"NO" He deadpans.

"What? Why?''She questions. 

"I'm your Alpha and you will do as I command." He uses his alpha command on her. The arrogant ass dares to command her. NO Zane you don't care. I took a deep breath calming myself and the wolf who wants to go over there and rip his head off his shoulders.

"You are not my alpha because I'm not a wolf." Now is not the time for her to get feisty.

"Oh shit," Kyle mutters.

"What the hell is she doing? He'll hurt her," My dad panics.

"He won't" I reply. He doesn't sound like a male that wants to harm her.

"He wants to dominate her." Choking on my own vulgar words.

'Don't fucking let him touch her ZANE!' My wolf growl pacing in my head.

'she's not our concern.' I reply blocking him out.

She is not. Whoever she fucked the other night shall save her. I won't. 

Aden chuckles "Then maybe I should fix that."

I heard Silver gasp. My heart stops beating altogether. "Maybe then you'll be a little more submissive... hmm?" He teased with a serious undertone. Without a doubt in my mind, I know the sick bastard won't hesitate to turn her.

"Da Fuck! Zane you can't let him turn her" Kyle snaps protectively.

'She's his luna, it's his instinct,' My wolf stated. Sensing my confused reaction to Kyle. 

'I never marked her or claimed her.'

'The bond started the minute our eyes met. Her scent imprinted into our being. She's ours despite us never claiming, marking or mating her. His wolf is strong so he can sense it because he is her beta' my wolf answer with pride for his beta.

'Maybe I won't kill him after all,' my wolf smirks.

"A-Aden" She whimpers. The horror in her voice is killing me. Finding it harder and harder to control this feeling.

"I can mark this pretty little neck of yours and make you submit to me," He teases her seductively. The clawing in my core flared up. He's touching her and she dreads it. I don't know if I should be happy or angry at the fact she despised another male’s touch.

"Or should I just turn you?" His voice low and deadly calm.

 I pick up Kyle's phone and send a text to Ema

Tell the prick!

Section 1- paragraph 4- line7- of Lycanthropy Law states: No wolf shall turn a human unless that said person is their mate or dying. This offence is punished by the Council. Also, no wolf shall ever under any circumstances forcefully turn a human. This is punishable by the royal families.

"Alpha that's a p-punishable o-offence. " Ema small timid voice spoke. 

"What did you say Omega?!" He spat angrily.

"A-accor-ding to Section 1- paragraph 4- line7- of Lycanthropy Law states... No wolf shall turn a human unless that said person is their mate or dying. This offence is punished by the... Council... And n-no....no wolf shall never under any cir-cumstances... forcefully... turn a human. This is punishable... by the royal families."

"Well, lucky I'm part of the royal family hmm?" I can sense his smug smirk.  Oh for fuck sake. He's really working on my last nerve. 

I grab my phone out of my pocket and called the little fucktard.

"Alpha Zane, what a pleasant surprise! What do I owe the pleasure?" His smug voice makes me want to cut his tongue out and feed it to him.

"I am calling to inform my cousin and yourself of the change in plans for the royal dinner in honour of my cousin and her dear mate." Emphasising the word 'mate.' "I would've called her but since she does not possess a phone I called you instead."

"What royal dinner? I haven't heard anything about it?"

"You are new to our traditions and customs I do not expect you to be knowledgeable of such things" I smirk and I know he knows. Kyle and Shane trying to contain their laughter along with my sister. My parents and aunt and uncle just smirk proudly.

"Then why wasn't a Royal invite send?"

"Like I said before, change of plans at the last moment.  The invitation wouldn't reach you on time. The dinner is being held at my estate. Your family and their plus one are invited along with your Beta and his."

"Why isn't  it held at the palace if it's a royal dinner?"

"I volunteer my own estate because my cousin and I are very close.  We are part of the royal family. Any Royal can host.  Also, the King is away on business and I didn't feel the need to bother his pregnant Luna with the preparations. If you would like we can reschedule if you do not feel the-"

"No, it’s fine... When?"

"Tomorrow night at seven"

"Very well, I shall inform Isabella"

"See you then"

I hung up the phone, not a minute too soon, Kyle bursts out laughing holding his stomach. "You-*laugh*-played-*laugh*-the-*laugh*-shit-*laugh*-outta-*laugh*-him-*laugh*... Zane, I never underestimate you, bro. *Laugh*" 

"Is there a Royal dinner tradition?" Summer asked puzzled.

"No, my dear daughter, there isn't" My mom answers with a smirk.

"But there is now," I smirk cockily.

"I assume this a distraction from his earlier motives?" My dad asks. He already knows the answer. 

"I'll start the arrangement," My mom stood.

"I'll help," My aunt stood with her. 

Everyone was given a specific task and left to carry it out. Except for my father.

 "Is there anything I should know about this Silver girl? And why your Beta was acting protectively over a human female he hardly knows?" He smirks "Why hasn't your wolf called for her blood? She blatantly disrespected and challenged you several times." I could never hide anything from my father. That's why he is known as one of the greatest Alphas of all time. Just because I can't doesn't mean I won't try.

"I don't know... You know how Kyle is and my wolf has nothing to worry about from a mere human female." I shrug.

"Precisely, I do... I also know how my son is. The mere human female is very responsive to you as well." He crosses his leg and sits back comfortably on the sofa giving me the dad stare.

"All females are very responsive to me," I answer with a cocky smirk. It's true. Silver just a little more than others.

"Hmm, maybe we should arrange for Kyle to be mated with Silver to soothe the bad blood?"

'If the Beta lays a finger on her I will kill him. She is MINE!" My wolf growls not liking my father's suggestion. So much for not killing him earlier.  

He must have noticed my wolf's brief appearance in my eyes. "Interesting... Anyway, it was a mere suggestion nothing set in stone. I will see you at dinner, son." Fuck. He knows.

[Silver P.O.V.]

My heart hammering against my chest. The bile and fear in me slowly fading. His touch burns and no longer comforting. I anxiously watch as he paced back and forth talking to Zane on the phone. Ema hung up after Aden got a call from Zane.

 How can he seriously think of turning me into something like him? I have nothing against werewolves don't get me wrong but I never wanted to be one.  The mere suggestion is unnerving. 

Aden chuckled darkly and place his phone into his pocket. ''Looks like there is a Royal dinner in my honour." 

"That was the bastard Zane." He spat his name venomously. "A royal tradition of some sort and we are all going," He ordered more than asked. " You will attend won't you and you have a plus one which means Ema gets to come." This gives us a chance to find out what they know. I don't want to go but this can help save Izie. 

I nod. He took a deep breath and sighed. 

"Look cupcake... This isn't what I want. I didn't mean to scare you.  All I want is for you to move back in... But I'll give you some time to think about it. Ok?" He cups my chin. I can feel the bile in my throat rising from his touch. I'll be sick.

I nod. Afraid if I spoke I would empty the content of my stomach.

"I'll have a dress sent over" He kisses my forehead before leaving. As soon as he left I puked my stomach out in the toilet.

"Are you ok?" Ema rubs my back in soothing circles.

"Yeah. I'll be fine..."

"You know we can't move in with him?"

"I know but Izie needs us right now" I open my mouth dumping what felt like the entire container of mouthwash. One battle at a time, he's more dangerous to Izie than he is to me. 

We spend all day and night trying to come up with a plan. We had several but they all ended with Aden murdering somebody.

Ema grunts loudly. I sigh at her hundredth grunt. Maybe Instead of trying to figure out his game plan. We should focus on finding his dungeon first and then figure out his game plan later.

"I got it we find the dungeon!" I exclaim.

"The dungeon is in the basement of the packhouse. Do you really think it's that easy? And the dungeon is heavily guarded" Ema grunts.

"Isabella was held in the dungeon and judging from her description it's not the one in the packhouse.  He has to have another base somewhere else. There is a secret passage that leads to his office from the dungeon out to the forest. If we are lucky maybe there is a Clue in his office to the location. The guards change shifts at ten o'clock. So I'll have ten minutes give or take to break into the dungeon. The whole family will be gone including the Beta's to the dinner. The guards won't care as much. " 

"How do you know about the secret passage?"

"I saw it on the blueprint in Aden's room once and when exploring, how did you think I always made curfew?" I wiggle my brows. Ema's mouth forms an 'O' , before an evil grin crept up on her face. She is scary sometimes. 

So we have a plan and tomorrow night we execute it. Hopefully, we can find out more information from Zane that can aid us. 

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Chapter 15: Ready, Get Set, Go!

[Silver P.O.V.]

The dress is perfect. I hate to admit he has good taste.
A sexy navy blue floor-length pleated dress with lace-up back detail, plunging neckline and a high slit, paired with a black open-toe heel.
I decided to let my hair down naturally and light makeup, shimmering eyes shadow, mascara and a matte blush pink liquid lipstick.

Ema when the opposite. Her hair in a messy bun and flawless makeup. She wore a fitted cream high neck, lace fist tail dress with gold heels.

Zane Estate is huge, fairy lights wrapped around trees and the insanely huge mansion. The green water in the four-tier fountain glowed, the paparazzi, even a red carpet. A dinner party in my mind is like twenty people not a guest list of a hundred with very tight security. If this is small I don't wanna know what big is. 
The hall was nothing more than spectacular, with lights everywhere, and beautiful floral arrangements. All of Izie's favourite flowers, a few ice sculptures of a wolf and a girl that looks like her. She has her own ice sculpture. Cool!!! Ema and I were beyond impressed. Even all her favourite food and desserts. The party consists of everything Izie loves. It's perfect and the look on her face says it all. She is in awe.

"I'm glad you like it," A baritone voice said from behind us. Izie squeals enveloping Zane as they conversated.

Oh god. My knees weaken, heart racing, unconsciously biting my lips. A Greek God in his tailor-fit black tux, broad strong shoulders outline perfectly. A chiselled jawline, well define high cheekbone and those red lips. Why are his kissable lips that red and perfect? I wonder what they'll feel like on mine. Even though I can't see his Abs I know from the looks of him there impressive. I do like abs.

Ema nudges me in the side with a smug smirk. Shit, I didn't even realize I was shamelessly gawking and spaced out throughout the entire conversation. Thank god he didn't notice. He's still distracted by Izie. 

What is wrong with me? You would think I never saw a hot guy before. Yes, he is incredibly stupidly hot but I need to have some sort of dignity. Plus I'm sure a guy like that has a girlfriend or a mate. My heart broke just thinking of him with another. I inwardly cringed at the thought of another woman touching him. 

"You look beautiful," Aden whispered in my ear, lingering a second too long. My skin crawls and the content in my stomach threatens to spill out.

"Are you ok?" His tone filled with concern.

"Yes, it's just really intimidating in here" I lied, hoping he believes me.

He placed his hands on my lower back, my heartbeat frantically banging against my chest, blood ice cold in my frozen veins, and tears threatening to fall. His touch scorches my skin, I fist my hands in an attempt to stop them from trembling. The bile in my throat rising, a touch that once soothes me now repulses and terrifies me to no end. 

"Silver, nice to see you again." I turn my gaze to find Zane standing closer to me. Every inch of me wants to run into his arms away from Aden. Part of me knows he knows that too. 

"Y-you as well." My timid voice replies.

"If you excuse us Alpha my sister and I-" I cringed at his words ‘sister and I’. Disgusted by his mere implication and audacity to call me sister after he did what he did. 

"Actually I wanted to introduce you to the king," Zane interrupted him. Saving me. Aden nods at Zane and follows him. I exhale a breath of relief I didn't know I was holding.

"You ok?" Ema squeezes my cold sweaty palm. 

"Yes," I nod.

"We are to meet Zane in his office on the third floor down the hall, everyone will be waiting," she whispers making sure no one overheard. I nod and follow her lead.

The king came back from his business trip early and attended the dinner party with his Luna. Zane introducing him to Aden is the perfect distraction. The man is an evil genius. This gives Isabella and I a chance to escape to Zane's office.

As soon as we walked in her mother and father enveloped her in a hug, followed by Zane's parents and lastly his sister.

It's 8.10 pm and it's an hour and a half drive back to the packhouse. We don't have time for this. Kyle finally arrives along with Zane. 

"Great everyone's here? We don't have much time and Aden will eventually notice we're all missing," I took charge, grabbing the attention of the room. I'm so proud of my bold firm voice. I mentally high-fived myself. Everyone looks surprised as well. Zane's arms fold across his chest amuse. Kyle just grins. Isabella and Ema smirk proudly at me. Zane's parents, sister and Isabella's parents look concerned but impressed. A human girl taking charge can be seen as an act of challenging the alpha. Which I do, a lot. 

"Last time I checked I was still an Alpha." He raised an eyebrow amused at my behaviour and not to mention shamelessly checking me out. His eyes filled with desire or is it lust?  

"You’re drooling there." Kyle points to the corner of his mouth. Smack. 

"See what I have to put up with!?" Kyle rubs the back of his head. He winks at me, and Zane growls at him. I bite back a giggle.

"Last time I checked I'm the one with the plan." I smirk triumphantly, he arches a brow at me saying 'Oh really'. A few giggles came from behind me. I must have a death wish.

"Damn, she told you." Kyle chuckled. Zane attempts to smack him again, he ducks and grins.  

"As I was saying we are pressed for time. So I'll give you all a cliff’s note version. Isabella was meeting up with her true mate at club claw... yep if you guess Aden's not her true mate you're correct..." I grin. Isabella's parents embrace her once more. Everyone was shocked at the revelation but thrilled that she found her mate at the same time. I look to Izie for confirmation before continuing. She nods. 

"They had just found each other, so no one knew... Except for Aden of course. How? It's a mystery to all of us as well.  Aden pretended to be Jake her mate and texted her. Successfully convincing her to meet him at Club Claw..." I pause looking to Izie for the ok to go ahead. It was her story to tell. I wanted to make sure she was comfortable with me telling all of it. She nods at me with her teary eyes and a forced smile.

"During the rogue attack, Aden kidnapped her and held her in a dungeon along with her mate who was severely beaten and tortured" Isabella whimpers and cringes at the words ‘beaten and tortured’. Zane envelops her in his arms protectively. He nods at me to continue. 

"He still has her mate and threatens to kill him if she doesn't comply. Our goal is to find him and free him from Aden's grasp."

"That explains why the missing waitress was killed by an animal attack. She must have aided him," Zane growls.

"And how they got in the club," Kyle added.

"And ruin your night with the mystery hottie on the dance floor" Ema whispered behind me.  I glared at her hoping the floor can swallow me up right now. I blush and bite my lips.  Please god, I hope no one else heard her.

Zane's lips turned up just a little or did I imagine that? I quickly gather my thoughts and spoke.

"Anyway, the plan is simple. Aden has a secret passageway that leads to his office from the dungeon out to the forest. The guards change shifts at ten o'clock. So I'll have ten minutes give or take to break in and search his office for clues to a second secret base and be back at the party unnoticed."

"No it’s too dangerous," Zane ran his hands through his tousle silky black hair.

"No, it's not," I counter.

"Yes, it is," he retorts.

"Nooo," I whine almost like a child throwing a tantrum.

"Yes," he arches a brow at my childish response and folds his arms across his chest. 

"Not this again." Kyle rolled his eyes at our behaviour.  "Oh for heaven's sake kiss her and take her to your guest room already or I will." Kyle grins, teasing Zane. Who growls at him threateningly. Kyle frown putting up his hands in surrender mode.

"It's the best plan we got unless you have a better one," I arch a challenging brow at Zane.

"Why can't someone else go?" 

"Because I'm the only one who knows the way."

"What happens when he comes looking for you? We both know your -brother- is very-”

The disgust in his voice was hard to miss. "Mum has that covered. She'll be making excuses for me along with Ema and Izie," I interrupt him.

"Izie?" He smirks

"Yes?" He doesn't like my nickname for her?

"That's his nickname for me as well," Isabella winks at me.

''Ohh.'' 

"Seem like you two think alike." Zane's father smiles. Why do I have a feeling he knows something I don't?

"Fine but I'm coming with you." He folds his arms across his chest daring me to defy him.

I groan and haft tempted to stomp my feet like a spoiled child but didn't. A girl has to have some sort of dignity. "Fine! but you better keep up." I huff annoyed.

"It's not like I'm an  Alpha werewolf or anything," He mocks.

"Don't get smart with me buddy," I threaten. Of course, he can keep up you idiot. I mentally scold myself. But won't let him know that. Hell no!

"Wouldn't dream of it, Kitten." He puts his hands up in surrender mode.

Kyle, Ema and Izie chuckled.

"Guess we know who's the dominant one in that relationship," Smack.

"Ouch!" Kyle rubs his head.

Everyone has their marching orders. Kyle distracting my sister. Summer - Aden's beta.
Everyone else focuses on Kendrick and Aden.

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Chapter 16: It’s You!

[Silver P.O.V.]

"Are all these yours?" I openly gawk. He has like twenty-something cars, SUVs, trucks, you name it. All different colours and styles.
"Yep," He says Bored.
"Oh," He stops in front of the most beautiful car I ever saw. Pretty sure that's not a word but it should be.
"This is a Hennessey Venom F5, one the fastest car in the world." He opens the car door for me.
"Ohh," All I know apparently. Why am I nervous all of a sudden around him? Like I said most beautiful car ever! I love that new car smell, inhaling deeply. I sigh in contentment. The leather seat is soft like butter. I think I'm in love. 

He was right, it was fast we were almost there with twenty minutes to spare. There was an awkward silence the whole ride. He didn't even let me play the radio. Not that I asked anyway.  He kept his eyes on the road the entire time not once sparing me a glance. I know I shouldn't care but I did. I felt dejected. We pulled into a gas station just out of pack territory.

"Stay in the car" He orders and walked away into the convenience store.

"Stay in the car" I mocked his deep husky voice. He's probably mad that he got stuck with me. I never ask him to tag along in the first place! My legs are sleepy. I got out of the car. It's chillier than I thought. I wrapped my arms around my body. Should have stayed in the bloody car I grumble. 

A dirty old red pick-up truck pulls up with a few guys whistling at me. Just my luck. Ugh.

"Nice car. Is it yours? " A bald-headed guy asks while his eyes greedily raked over my body repeatedly. I couldn't help the disgust unsettling feeling I felt in the pit of my stomach. Wishing I listened to Zane. I will never admit that to him. I'll take it to my grave. The other two did the same thing with their greedy eyes before settling on my chest. Pigs.

"It's my boyfriend’s" I manage to blur out, hoping they'll leave me alone.

"Where is this boyfriend?" The bald-headed guy questioned scanning the area for my boyfriend. He got out of the truck, slowly walks around the car and finally stops in front of me. His nose crooked from breaking it too many times with a few scars on his face, neck, arms and knuckles. He looks like he's been in plenty of fights. His clothes dirty and stained with a few holes. And the smell! Oh hell. He smells like the inside of a garbage truck. He licked his lips as his eyes swept over my body repeatedly again, eyes lingering on my exposed thigh. I knew I should have stayed in the bloody car. Stupid, stupid Silver.

"He will be back any moment," I wasn't very convincing at all.

"Boys! Why don't you go check and see what's taken this beautiful lady boyfriend so long." His beady eyes never leave my thighs. This is the part where I say something smart, like hey buddy my eyes are up here or call him a perv. Unfortunately, that's not going to happen because he scares the shit out of me. Why didn't I listen to Zane? Curse those words.

I attempt to open the car door when he grabs my hand and mashes his big brawny foul body to mine. I scream. He covered my mouth with his dirty hard callous hand. He's desperately in need of a manicure. Of course, I'm the only person on the face of the earth who is about to get raped and rather than coming up with a plan to save my ass I'm judging the dirtbag's poor hygiene choices.

"You're such a tease. I know exactly what females like you need." Yeah? and you need mouthwash. I try squirming and fighting against him but to no avail. He was too strong for a filthy dirtbag. He laughs in my face at my feeble attempt to display his rotten yellow teeth. Gross! Gross! Zane, where are you?  My eyes clamped shut, expecting the worst when the dirtbag was snatched off of me. I heard a grunt and then a snapping sound. I open my eyes to see the dirtbag on the ground with his neck snapped. I gasp in horror, covering my mouth with my hands. Zane looked terrifyingly livid. Hair dishevelled, eyes golden more animal than man, canine visible and claws elongated. Boy was he mad.

"Get in the damn car!" Zane growls opening the door. I got it, He slams it shut. He just killed that guy and drove off like a madman. Thank heavens for seat belts. I waited for some sort of explanation but he remains silent. Gritting his teeth and gripping the steering wheel ever so often. Trying to calm himself, taking deep breaths in. I couldn't take the silence any longer and I just snap. My survival instinct telling me no, do not provoke an already livid wolf. But I ignore it as always.

"How could you do something like that?!" I shouted. Throwing my arms up in the air dramatically.
"They were going to rape you!" His voice deep and deadly. 
"You can't go around snapping necks!" I shouted once more, ignoring him.
"Do you know what rape is!?" He snarled louder.
"You could call the cops!" I retort.
He chuckles murderously. "Cops," He scoffs.
"I told you to stay in the damn car!!!"
"So it's my fault?!!" I snapped.
"They were vile repulsive rogues who won't give a shit if your human or wolf!" His knuckles turn white from gripping the steering wheel. Please don't break. 

"Could you have chosen a more provocative damn dress?!" He snarled running a hand over his face, mumbling god knows what.

"I didn't!" I huff, folding my arms. 
"Who?" His tone is suddenly dangerously calm.
Do I tell him the truth? He hates Aden but why would he care anyways?
"Don't lie to me Silver" He deadpans.
"Aden" I mumble.

"Of course, he dresses you like that," He said more to himself than me.

" What is that supposed to mean?" I hissed annoyed at his implication.

"It means he enjoys flaunting your body for all to see!" He growls.

"It's not his to flaunt." His mumble is barely audible. Did I hear that right? I choose to ignore it nonetheless. He grumbles something else under his breath and never said anything else. The remainder of the ride was even more uncomfortable. And still no radio. Grrrr.

We park the car and walk the remainder of the way to the forest.
"Put this on," Zane took his jacket off and held it up. I slide my arms in and thank him. He rolls up his sleeves, loosens his tie and unbuttoned his collar. His muscular well-defined tattoo cover arms were on full display not to mention the way the shirt clings to his chiselled chest. I knew he had great abs. I'm a whole puddly mess. Damn my hormonal body. 

The bright moonlight made it easier for me to navigate through the dark gloomy forest. The sound of crickets, croaking frogs and the breeze rustling through the trees is quite peaceful in a horror movie kind of way.

"Why are you scared of him?"Zane broke the silence. My heart skips a beat.

"I'm not" I lied.

"I can tell when you’re lying, Silver," He stated. Shit. I don't think I can stand another person knowing what he did to me.

"I'm not," I said stubbornly. Hoping it ends there.

"Is that why you were a nervous wreck earlier? I could smell the fear rolling off you in waves"

"Look!" I exhale and turn to face him.

"It's personal. Please don't ask me. I don't want to talk about it!" my tone serious and blunt. But even I didn't miss the hint of fear in them.

He grumbles god knows what but didn't press the topic. Thankfully. I felt bad for snapping like that but what was I supposed to say? Oh, my brother drug me and rape me. Yeah, that'll make for an excellent conversation. 

"We're here," I announce.

"We need a flashlight... Shit, I forgot my phone...Do you have yours?"

"It's in the car and I don't need a flashlight." He sighs exasperatedly. Right werewolf sight. Wait how am I going to see? He extended his hand sensing my dilemma.

As soon as our hands touch a familiar tingling sensation surfaces. I gasp and yank my hand away like I touch fire. That's the same sparks from the...No it can't be. Could it be?

"Kitten, we don't have all night." That's where I heard that from. It's him it’s mystery hottie.

I gasp again.

He chuckles, "Finish?"

"You’re him?" I mumble pointing at him with wide eyes. My jaw almost hit the grassy forest floor.

"Who?" He steps closer to me, our bodies mere inches apart. Closing my dropped jaw with his index finger. I gulp. The warmth. The closeness. The tingling. It's him. Why didn't I notice this before at the Gala? Then again he didn't really touch me. 

"The. Guy from. T-the. Club... I-I. danced. With. Y-you," I stammered.

"Is that what we did?" His cocky smirk makes me want to punch him in his beautiful face. How long did he know? How did he know? He didn't even see my face. I don't think he did. But he would have remembered my scent. My eyes widen with realization.

"You knew all this time!" I accuse him. He shrugs.

"I was wondering how long it would take for you to figure it out." Son of a bitch!

"Why didn't youu - tell meee?" I demand, blushing profusely.

"Hmm," He shrugs. That's not an answer!!!!

"Let's go it's almost ten," He commanded. Bored with the conversation. Bored with me? I couldn't help but feel dejected by him. I reluctantly took his hand.

"I never regretted it" He deadpan. A small smile crept up on my face as my cheeks heat up. He didn't regret it. I guided us in the dark by his very vivid description of the underground cave.

I can't see my hands in front of my own damn face, it's pitch black, lucky we are almost there. What's that crawling on-... CRAWLINGGGGG??!!!..

I screamed "ZANEEEEEE !!!" dusting, wiggling, shaking, and smacking the creepy crawly things on me. I went from 0 to a 100 in a full-blown panic attack. My airways seizing up, and the palpitation of my heart is all I can hear. If you factor in my mindless frantic fear indulging screams. I couldn't feel my finger or toes, hell the tightness in my chest was becoming unbearable. I was starting to feel dizzy. I could hear something but it wasn't coming through clear enough. I tried harder to focus on the soft soothing humming. Then I heard him.

"Calm down, nothing's on you," Zane repeated. His arms wrapped around me protectively, chest to chest. My hands gripping his shirt for dear life. He kissed the top of my head, nuzzling his head in my hair, repeating. “Calm down, nothing's on you. You're safe. I got you, love. I got you, love. Calm down, baby." His one hand rubbed soothing circles on my back. I vaguely heard the panic in his voice. I probably imagine it. I took a deep breath, enjoying his sandalwood and cologne scent. It was soothing. His touch, his scent, his word, all therapeutic. Soon my breathing was back to normal. Quicker than I realized.

I didn't register our very intimate position with all my jumping around, panic-attack and screaming for him to get the creepy-crawlies off me. He held me in his arms, his warmth makes me feel safe and calm. Even his heartbeat is pacifying.

I didn't say another word but this time he kept me closer with his arms around me securely, keeping the creepy-crawlies away. At 10 o'clock on the nose, the guards change shifts. We swiftly made our way to Aden's office and began our search. We found nothing except a map with a few red tack pins and old dusty books. I never knew Aden reads. These books look very old and unique. An antique. Why would he have something so priceless laying around?

"You found something?" Zane asks.

"No. I don't think so" One book, In particular, caught my attention. It was a dusty black leather cover book. The page, the ink even the foreign language it's written in is impressive. Never have I seen such penmanship.  Judging by the binding and the page texture it has to be over a hundred years old or more? 

"That's interesting," I mumble.

"What is?" Zane asks while writing down the co-ordinations and making a mental note of the map. Yep, he can do that. 

 "I don't know" It was a drawing of a dagger with a golden handle decorated with tiny rhinestones in the shape of a crescent moon. The detail is just unique, marvellous.

"Come on let's go," Zane extend his hand for me to take. I close the book gently leaving it where I found it and took his hand. I'll never get used to these sparks. Does he feel them? We quickly exited back to the car and drove to the party.

In under an hour, we're back, thankfully there were no more creepy-crawlies incidents. I'm extremely embarrassed by the whole ordeal thinking back about it. Zane didn't mention it either. The party was in full swing, with loud music, drinking and dancing. This was a more relaxed party, to let loose.

"You need to shower," Zane deadpans, escorting us to his office.

"Why? " Do I smell? I wore deodorant. I sniff my armpit. Don't judge me. We all do it. I don't smell anything. Maybe it's a werewolf thing?

"My scent is all over you. We don't want Aden to catch my scent on you." He sounds annoyed that his scent is on me. I can't help that creepy-crawlies scared the shit out of me. His parents, Summer, Izzie and her parents, Ema and Kyle were waiting for us. We told them what we found and show them the co-ordinate.

"Summer takes Silver to my room so she can shower," Zane told his sister whilst plotting the cords on the map never making eye contact with anyone. Again, he sounds agitated about his scent on me. It wasn't my fault. Right?

Everyone looks up at Zane bewildered and then at me and back to the map. That was weird. It's only a shower.

"Follow me" Summer grins. She is a lot nicer than the first time we met. Now that I understand the reason for her behaviour. She even apologized to mum and surprisingly so did her mum, now that they know mum and I are on their team. Zane had a whole wing of the mansion or packhouse for himself his own private chambers. Summer told me he never lets anyone in here except the family and Kyle. Not even his 'encounters' her word. His bathroom was huge, a shower, a tub I love, a double-sink, and even a built-in vanity. I took a quick shower and Summer fixed my makeup and hair after.

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Chapter 17: She Didn’t Cheat.

[Ema P.O.V.]

Distracting the family was a go and worked like a charm. No one notices Silver and Zane gone. Aden occasionally wonders where she was but we always manage to distract him. Zane mind links Kyle and his parents to their return. We all made our way to the office discretely. As soon as they walk in their scent mingled with each other but no one said anything. Zane's well known for his many, many females acquaintances. This is normal but I know Silver wouldn't have given in so easy. Then again the sexual tension between them is undeniable. Zane began plotting the coordinates and then instructed his sister to take Silver to his room to wash his scent off. The whole room looks beyond shocked, blown away, and dumbfounded for a second. It was only a shower. Jeeze. Anyway, while Silver showered to rid herself of Zane's scent which he didn't seem too happy about, the rest of us headed back to the party. Did he not want her to wash his scent off? Or was he angry that she had his scent all over her? Something tells me he likes his scent on her. Hmm-

"Where is Silver?" Isabella asks in a panic state interrupting my train of thought.

"She's still freshening up. Is something wrong?" I panic right back.

"Aden told his Beta to prepare the Alpha quarters for Silver's arrival. Please tell me she isn't seriously moving in?" Her eyes tear up begging me to say it's not true.

"He came by yesterday, he asks Silver. She refuses but he said he'll give her some time to think about it."

"Shit! She can't move in Ema... no, no, no, no, she can't! " Isabella panicked as her grip tightens on my poor arms. That's surely going to bruise. I started to panic alongside Isabella.

"I know... who's to stop him from raping her again?" I didn't comprehend what I accidentally blurted out until it was too late.

"WHAT?!" A loud growl caught the attention of everyone around us including Zane's parents and his Beta Kyle. His body trembles, fur flashing across his skin, eyes flickering from green to gold. His wolf is surfacing and he's on the brink of losing control. Shit! He heard us, but why is he reacting like a possessive jealous overprotective.... mate? Oh no!

"Son Calm down." Zane's father says calmly.

Zane ignores him "What. Did. You. Say?" His murderous voice is more animal than man. My blood ice-cold, paralyzed by fear. I bear my throat, whimpering submissively.

I can feel the burning heat, the power and authority transmitting off him. When did he get this close?

"Look at me." He used his Alpha tone which I can't resist. I look into his green eyes with golden flakes swirling around. Zane is still in control but not for long.

"Explain what you just said and start from the beginning." Even if I wanted to refuse I can't, not because of his alpha commanding tone but pure fear. The feral murderous look in his eyes is unmistakable.  Everyone knows you don't mess with the royal alpha male wolves, especially Alpha Zane Micheals. That's a death wish. And if I think Silver is what I think she is to him then I'm so screwed. I swallow my choking fear and muster up whatever courage I had.

"The. N-night of the. G-Gala Aden wanted to -talk to Silver." I stammered. I couldn't hold his intimidating gaze any longer. I look down before continuing."She never came back to the room until morning. She c-complains of being sore from sleeping on the sofa, then showered and left to visit Isabella. I heard them arguing and-" I pause looking at Isabella for aid.

"I thought she was pretending to befriend me. Make a fool out of me. So I snapped at her. Even with the shower, I could vaguely smell his scent lingering and felt the pain-of-him-mating.'' Isabella adds. The tension in the air intensified. Zane's fists clenched, jaw rigid. He nods for me to continue. Too afraid not to, I proceeded.

''She had no memory of the night." I pause and inhale.

"Isabella sniffed her blood and tasted it. Then w-we. E-examine her body." The amount of power, hostility and rage he was giving off made my knees quiver. I couldn't take it nor my wolf. Everyone around us scatters away except his parents, beta, Isabella and I. He growls at me to continue. To say he was livid was an understatement.

"H-her blood had. T-traces of something unusual. She also had. S-scratches and bruises. on her shoulder, back, inner thigh and hips. she-was" I clench my eyes shut " sore... down th-"

A gush of wind blew past me and Zane was gone, along with his Beta and father before I could even finish the last part. It didn't take a genius to figure out what I was about to say.

[Zane P.O.V.]

I follow his scent outside. I couldn't control my wolf any long nor had any desire to. My spine cracked, bones breaking and reforming. I hunch over skin replaced by dark thick midnight fur, shifting in mid-air and landing on all four running towards the forest. My lean muscular legs were strong with longer stride than an average wolf. I'm a six-foot-tall wolf wrapped in sturdy muscles. I'm Stronger, more powerful and way deadlier.

'Did he really believe he can touch what's mine and not die?' My wolf growls.

'You mean ours!' I corrected. She didn't cheat. I wrongfully blame my mate for something she had no saying in. I know I said I don't want or need a mate but the bond is too powerful even for me. I had a small sense of relief knowing she didn't mate with another male willingly but the rage of someone forcefully touching her overpower all my senses. No one touches what is ours!

My wolf growls approvingly, taking control of the hunt for our prey while planning the many ways to hurt him. I'm not shocked by his somnophilia behaviour but by his sister. He's an atrocious fuck after all! I'm going to KILL him in the worst way possible. I'm going to sandpaper his skin off for forcing his revolting body against hers. Peel his nails back then snap his fingers off one by one for laying his slimy no good hands on her delicate body. I'm going to scoop one of his eyes out and watch him choke on it for daring to look upon the nakedness of what’s MINE! But first, I'm going to castrate that sick fuck with the bluntest object I can find. He will beg for a quick death by the time we're finished with him. Sadly, he's shit out of luck. Even if I wanted to show a drop of mercy my wolf will not stand for it or allow it. No one hurts our mate.

His scent is still fresh at the border of my territory. He just made it over. My wolf howls at the moon and stepped into his territory. Before I could take another step into his territory about fifty wolves emerge along with men with guns, led by the soon-to-be dead dickhead.

Zane! Stop-my father's mind link. He and Kyle were hot on my trail in wolf form the second I shifted.

WHY?!- my wolf growls. He had full control.

You cannot fight him alone in his own territory.- Kyle link.

I don't need anyone's help to kill him.- I link back.

Zane, he will not fight fair. Do you really think he will accept a challenge he can't win fair and square? Aden is a lot of things but he isn't stupid, son.- my father link. We know he is right but the feral rage is clouding my better judgement.

We are outnumbered- Kyle link. I'm not stupid I see the risk, even with my extraordinary healing ability. Think of Silver - my father’s link. Silver, I can feel my wolf’s feral rage slowly dying down thinking about her and the way we held her in our arms earlier. Her little frame clinging to us for dear life. Her scent still lingers on us. This was enough for me to take control. I step over the border and shift. Aden follows, then dad and Kyle.

"I know I should have killed that omega a long time ago. But Silver loved her too much." He shrugs casually.

"You don't get to say her name you filthy mutt!" I spat, my voice more animal than man.

"Don't. Call. Me. That! " He growls clenching his fist. I smirk at the effect I had.

"Tell me. Mutt." I emphasise the word mutt loud and clear, baiting him to step across the border. " Is it some kind of twisted fetish of yours to drug females and take them whilst unconscious? Can’t handle their disappointment huh? Or, or too ashamed of your small-"

He laughs "I see what you're doing Zane," He spat my name. I refuse to react to his insult. He didn't like that. He composes himself and smirks.

"You know It’s all your fault?" He sighs. " I can still feel her wet tight cunt wrapped around my dick. She took all of me like the good little girl she is." He closed his eyes recalling.

Zane, he's baiting you- my father mind link me. I know, but the anger boiling up in me was uncontrollable. He didn't say her name but I know exactly who he's referring to.

"Watching her squirm beneath me, moaning.hmmm." He grins like an idiot "Kissing, grabbing and caressing her delicate skin. She tasted so fucking good." He licked his lips like the nasty piece of shit he is.

Don't give him the reaction he wants Zane- Kyle link. I know the bastard wants a reaction. He is trying to provoke me. But my wolf doesn't give a damn. He wants his blood. He touched what is ours and that's all he cared about.

"My only regret was not hearing her moan my name..." he frowns "But... when I filled that sweet, sweet pussy of hers with all my seed. I moan her's..." He paused, glaring at me with a devilish look in his eyes and a smug smirk.

Zane don't!- my father mind link. I can hear the panic in his voice.

He wants you to react to him. Don't give him the satisfaction of it- Kyle pleaded in mind link. I was far gone already to register their words.

"Silver" The minute he said her name I lost it. My father and Kyle grab my Shoulder. My skin was replaced by fur, claws elongated, ready to draw blood. My canine dripped with saliva. I was in a half-shift state on two legs. All I see is red. Being half-shift is a rare thing for our kind only a few can accomplish this.

Who does she belong to? He wants something he can never have. She is yours! Her body is yours! Her heart is yours! Her soul is yours! No matter what he says she can never be his. She belongs to you and only you-My father mind links me using his Alpha voice to break through my barriers. His words repeated over and over in my mind. She is ours. Mine. All mine. Slowly I started to regain control. Fur, claws and canines retracting.

My gaze fixed on the prick. For a brief moment, I saw the flash of fear and shock in his eyes. The fear of his wolves was hard to miss, they reek of it. They couldn't mask it as well as Aden. I inhale sharply savouring the stench of their fears with eyes closed and a sinister smirk. All this managed to do was amplify their fear, exactly what I wanted. Even Aden was doing a lousy job of masking his own.

"How exactly is it my fault that you're a perverted somnophiliac fucktard?"I deadpan, I cock my head to the side. I was livid on the inside but kept repeating those words over and over in my head. She is mine. My wolf paced growling waiting to be set free. Kyle snickers and dad tries to suppress a smirk.

Aden studies my expression for a few seconds before he straightens up. He clearly didn't like my insult. "I promised myself that the next time I take her she would be willing and begging for my touch. But you had to ruin it." He exhaled. How many times has he done this? Fuck. "I couldn't resist that scent of hers... Her mouth-watering arousal that night and it was all because of you!" He spat the last word dripping with so much hatred and disgust. He was jealous. His eyes glazed over giving a command to his wolves as they slowly began to retreat.

"Did she moan my name?" I smirk holding his gaze. And there it is. She did. A smug smirk seared across my face. This only seems to infuriate him more. " I might not be her last but at least I had the pleasure of being her first" he smirks before shifting and vanishing with his pack. I know she wasn't a virgin so that means the bastard took her virginity. This is not his first time drugging her. He is going to die. I made an attempt to step forward only to be pushed back by my father and Kyle who blocked my path. "The prick is baiting you to chase him. Don't let him,'' Kyle was right but I didn't really want to hear it. A few punches later and I was convinced.

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Chapter 18: Clearly Never Met Mine.

[Zane P.O.V.]

Reluctantly I turned around and returned home. By the time we got there, everyone was gone except my cousin the king and his luna, mother, Summer, and Isabella with her parents.

"Care to explain why you when all feral?" My cousin King Kalane ask amused.
I grumble at him and he shakes his head.

"I am your King it's rude to grumble at me," He says teasing me. If he wasn't my king I would have beaten the shit out of him right now. I hate his playful side, I prefer his bloodthirsty side more.

"He deserved to die!" I growl.

"Oh come on Zane you have to give me more than that. The Elder Council is furious right now. I just got off the phone with them. The pup informed them of your murderous attempt, stepping on pack land and keeping his mate hostage." I know I should have killed him at the Gala.

"He drugged and raped her."

"So this is about a female?" He sighs.

"Bring the she-wolf to me" He smirks.

"She isn't a wolf" I grumble.

"A witch?"

"Nope," Kyle popped the p with a goofy grin on his soon-to-be broken face.

"Goddess don't tell me she isn't a bloodsucker?" Kalane exasperated, running his finger through his hair.

"Human" I rolled my eyes at his antics.

"Human? huh." He glared at me, shocked and entertained, fighting back the urge to punch his pretty-boy face.

"You hate humans... Why is she so special?" Oh, Goddess, they all could guess by now. Why do they still insist on me saying it out loud? I grunt annoyed and glare at him. The bastard folds his arm across his chest even more entertained wiggling his brows.

"Thank the Goddess I'm your king because being your cousin wouldn't have saved me from your murderous glare." The smug prick is the only one I know who actually stands a chance in a fight against me. He isn't intimidated by me, plus we both love challenging each other.

"I'm still debating that!" I grunt at him.

"Have you lost your God damn mind!" Her sweet magnolia scent invades me before I even heard her small hoarse voice screaming at me. She was crying. My heartbreaking to comfort her, feeling her sadness and fear. Even with all that happened to her she still is a feisty little thing. I couldn't help but feel proud.

"Don't test me, Kitten," I use my alpha tone. That when right over her head. She stomps towards me even more infuriated if that was possible.

"Silver don't-" Ema tried stopping her but she ignored her. And they say I have a bad temper.

"Don't use that shit on me. I'm not a wolf!" She snapped." Did you think about the result of your actions? I do not need a bright and fucking shining knight to save me! I can handle this on my own!" Yea, she is doing a great job at it so far. He fucking raped her. Goddess knows how many times and she still thinks she has it handled. She might be delusional as well.

Kalane giggles like a little girl entertained by my mate's tantrum. Everyone else holding their breaths in fear of my reaction towards her. Truth be told if she wasn't my mate I would have had her flogged and tongue cut out. I killed wolves for less. My mate is a lot of things but being submissive isn't one of them. I'll just have to teach it to her.

"I notice how well you handled it. I can smell your paralyzing fear when he touched you. Even his near presence sends fear coursing through your veins. So go on tell me, my dear mate" I emphasize the word mate. The daze expression on everyone's face didn't go unnoticed, well almost everyone. My father, Kyle and Ema were unfazed. Everyone else assumed but now it's finally confirmed.

"How well you handled IT by being raped by one's brother whilst unconscious Goddess knows how many times." My tone a little too harsh than I expected. Her tear began to fall as she held my gaze with so much hurt and pain. I made her cry. I made my mate cry. FUCK.

"Silver I- Slap. I have been punched, shot even hit by heavier objects ten times her body weight but none hurt like her stinging slap. A pain only a mate can inflict. And they say mates can't hurt each other. They never met mine. She storms out the room with Ema and Isabella pursuing her.

"Well... The mood Goddess unquestionably made you an equal just as stubborn, hot-tempered and fierce, even if she is human. You have your hands full cousin." He patted my shoulder. 

"Don't worry about the council I'll handle them. For now, take care of your mate." I didn't expect him to let me off the hook that easy. I assume he would at least give me some shit for it.

 "If that happened to my mate trust me I'll kill anyone who got in my way too. Plus a Royal mate is out of the Council's jurisdiction in this regard. Had I known she was your mate I would have told the council to go fuck-"

"Sweetheart" Kalane's mate interrupts him. "We can't have both of you pissed off at the same time. How will the world survive?" She teased wabbling towards him with her very pregnant stomach. "At least one of you needs to stay calm." She giggles. Kalane grumble but he understood. He inhales her scent calming his wolf and placed one hand on her swollen stomach. Our combined rage is never a good thing.

"Harming a Royal mate is something only the Oracle can preside over. We made a request in Isabella's case." My uncle says. 

"The oracle couldn't see any harm done to Isabella. She thinks her sight has been blocked by something powerful." My aunt murmur.

"Why wasn't I inform of this?" Something powerful?  What is more powerful than the sight of the Oracle? 

"We just found out earlier right before you left with Silver" My mom answers. 

"Is there such a thing?" Arabella, Kalane's mate asks him.

"I heard something once but it was an old tale from centuries ago." He replied dubiously. 

"Can you find out more about it?" I ask.

"Yes, I'll have my seer look into it." He held his mate closer. This is the first time I ever saw him actually a little rattled. This can't be good. 

[Silver P.O.V.]

As soon as we enter the ballroom I saw Ema's fear-stricken appearance and people dispersing.

"I'm sorry S" Ema cried. She told me what happen. I couldn't think or fathom anything else. He knows. It terrifies me that he knows and I don't know why. Will he see me as broken or ruined? Losing control of my own tear ducts I let them fall freely.  Why do I care what he thinks of me anyway? Part of me hopes he kills Aden but another part still cared a little for him. I care for my abuser. Talk about Stockholm syndrome. 

Then my thought flickers to my dear poor mum. Oh God, what if he hurts her because of me? And Izie's mate. If Aden escapes their lives will be in jeopardy and it's all my fault. I was lost in my own world that I didn't even notice everyone was gone or the fact that Zane was back. Aden escape it seems. But how dare he put people's lives at risk! With his poor choices! I had this under control well most of it. 

"Have you lost your God damn mind!" I yelled at him with my voice hoarse from crying my eyes out.

"Don't test me Kitten" Hell no! He didn't just use his alpha command tone on me! I stomped over to him enraged by his audacity. 

"Silver don't- Ema try to stop me.

"Don't use that shit on me. I'm not a wolf!" I snapped.

"Did you think about the result of your actions? I do not need a bright and fucking shining knight to save me! I can handle this on my own!" I practically scream in his face like a child throwing a tantrum. The king giggled. I didn't expect that. Everyone else seems to be holding their breath. No doubt worried about my dumb ass. Yelling at an Alpha a Royal Alpha, a fierce and dangerous one at that.  

"I notice how well you handled it. I can smell your paralyzing fear when he touched you. Even his near presence! sends fear coursing through your veins. So go on tell me, my dear mate" He stressed the word mate. Mate? I'm not a wolf I can't be his mate. He must mean friend or something else.  Everyone shocked except his father, Kyle and Ema. 

"How well you handled IT by being raped by one's brother whilst unconscious. Goddess knows how many times." He retorts in an angry harsh tone. His eyes soften and filled with remorse.  I hadn't realized my cheeks were wet. I'm crying? His hurtful words echo in my head. He knows. He knows it’s not the first time. How dare he throw that in my face. I didn't want it. I didn't want any of it.

"Silver I-”  Before I knew it I slapped him. Oh, God what have I done? The pain and hurt flash across his face hurt me even more than it hurt him. Shit! Why did I do that? I ran out of the room like my hair was on fire feeling ashamed, embarrassed and hurt with Ema and Isabella following. 

I found myself crying in the world's comfiest bed and it smells even better. I'm crying on a cloud that smells heavenly with Ema and Isabella's arms wrapped around me. I'm such a cry-a-baby. I sniffled. 

"I'm. Sorry," I hiccup. 

"There is no need to be," Ema coos.

"My cousin was a jerk," Izie adds, wiping my tears with her thumb. 

"I. Slap. Him," I hiccuped.

"We saw," they giggled.

"Do you think everyone thinks I'm broken or ruined or worse-"

"No one thinks that... especially not Zane. Hell, you slapped one of the most feared alphas in the world and lived to tell about it. No one can do that. No one! I know my cousin S, he will never judge you." Isabella interrupted my pity party.

"Not to mention you’re his mate" Ema wiggles her brows.

"I'm not his mate" I grumble and buried my face into the pillow. My mate?

"Why do I feel... this way?" 

"What do you mean?" Izie arches a questioning brow.

"Bad for slapping him." I look away feeling ashamed of my actions.

She giggles. "Because he is your mate. You can't physically hurt your mate-"

"Then that means I'm not his mate!" I interrupted her. Why does it hurt to say that? I should be happy. Right? 

"Let me finish" She rolls her eyes playfully at me. Ema giggles. "Zane hasn't mated you or marked you yet" yet?  "It is possible to hurt one’s mate or in this case slapped him..." She smirks. I grimace at the word slap." Only a strong Alpha's mate can. However, If he had mated you..." She wiggles her brows teasingly, "and marked you, It wouldn't be possible." But Aden hurts her. How is that possible?

"But Aden hurts you?" I cringed so did Izie. " That's because he isn't her real mate. If he was her true mate and he marked her he couldn't. But because she isn't his true mate but a chosen he would need to complete the mating bond." Ema explained.

"That's why he never slept with you? If he did he wouldn't be able to hurt you?" She nods at me confirming what I said. But why does he need to hurt her?

"Why not complete it?" I mutter.

"He can force the mark to help strengthen our bond but he can't force the mating. He needs my wolf to want him." Izie grimaces and shivers with disgust. 

"So if he completes it, he can't hurt you? If he doesn't complete it, he can hurt you. But in order to complete it, he needs you to fall in love with him?" I furrow my brows. This makes no sense.

"Yep," Izie nods.

We just laid there without another word, each lost in our own thoughts.

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Chapter 19: Not My Pillow.

[Silver P.O.V.]

At some point in the night I must have fallen asleep, I didn't remember the bed being so tingly warm and my pillow feels harder than before, yet comfortable. I wiggle myself into the comforting warmth. I think I heard a groan. I wiggle more clinging to the warmth, burying my face further into my hard comfy pillow. A low moan of comfort seeps out my lips.

"Stop doing that!" I heard a husky gravelly voice warned.

Zane?

I open my eyes to a dark room as my senses slowly crept in. This isn't a pillow! Pillows don't have abs or heartbeats. My head snuggled into a chest, legs tangled up and strong muscular arms wrapped around me protectively. I yelp and struggled against a vice grip that didn't even budge.

"Let go of me y-you y-ou beast!" That's all I could come up with? My treacherous body has no urgency to fight against our captor. I wiggle my body and prayed for some sort of adrenaline rush while cursing and calling him every bad word I know. Which regrettably isn't a lot.

In a swift move, he's between my legs and my dress yanks up to my hips. His warm shirtless toned body smashes into mine and pinned my arms above my head. I felt a slight panic so I wiggle and squirm even more yelling at him.

He groans low in his throat and flexed his hips. "OH," I seize my action immediately when I felt his solid hard erection nudge me, sending all sorts of confusing sensations throughout my body. I gasp.

"I told you to stop moving." He teased. I can't see his face but I can still feel his intense smug gaze on me.

"Get off of me you. you. you-"

"Bastard?" He helps.

"Yes, bastard!" Can't even come up with your own insult Silver. I scold myself.

"When I imagine you writhing beneath me you're moaning and screaming my name..." His lips brush my cheek. Oh god " while that sweet wet tight pussy of yours contracts around my dick as I thrust deep inside of you." His hoarse deep voice filled with so much passion, lust and desire. I swear if I wasn't lying down I would be on the floor.

My chest heaved and a small low moan escapes my lips before I could stop it. I'm speechless, shocked, flabbergasted, stunned hell, I'm breathless and pretty sure my heart stopped beating. Stupid dumb hormones. A low throaty growl emitted from him sending my body into a frenzy like I never experience before. A fire burning in my core secretly begging to be touched.

"Fuck your so responsive!... the sense of your arousal is driving me crazy" He growled, his body heating up and tensing around mine. I can feel his erection harder if that's possible pressed against my core.

"You’re ready to mate, aren't you little mate?" He groans painfully. Like he's battling something within. "Let me touch you?" He murmurs against my neck urging me to say yes. I bite my cheek to prevent another moan. What is he doing to me? My thighs trembling and every part of me screaming at me to let him. I want him so damn bad. I want him to devour every inch of me. I want him to take me rough and hard and thrust deep inside of me. I want him. I unintentionally rubbed myself against his fully hard erected member.

Before I could reply he curse out "Fuck it!"

His lips slammed down on mine ravishing my mouth, sucking and biting on my lower lip before driving his tongue into my mouth. An unexpected moan escapes me feeling his erection press harder against my core. His lips rapidly moving over mine dominating me like a feral untamed beast, exploring, tasting, and licking every inch of my mouth. His hand caressing my breast over my dress as his lips continue their fierce assault on me. His hands savagely roam my body clawing at my dress violently. I thrust my hips grinding against his hard member. His chest vibrates with a low throaty growl escaping between our kiss sending vibrations to my burning soak core. My hands tug his hair, and he groans. I can't take it anymore. I need him inside me now. I pull him closer to me mashing our bodies together. I want him inside of me. Filling me.

"Zane please," I moan against his lips.

He hums but didn't stop.

"I want you inside of me," I whimper urging him to take me.

He stops kissing me watching me pant for breath, "Keep begging and maybe I'll let you cum," Maybe?

"Please, Zane?" I begged.

"Please," I try to capture his lips, wiggling my body. He pressed his body against mine firmly holding me still. I pout.

"Don't gimme that look," He warns brushing his thumb roughly over my lower lip.

"Zane, please..." I beg breathlessly. His fingers stroking my thighs, moving slowly up to my warm pulsating flesh. He circles his finger over the fabric covering my flesh. I want it off! I try to but he stops me.

"You want me to touch it?" He teases circling his finger over my clit. YESSSSSSSSS. I wanted to scream at him.

" yes..'' I murmur.

"Good girl," He whispers in my ear before ripping my panties off and thrusting his finger inside me. I moan loud relishing the feeling of his finger inside me.

"Fuck you’re so tight and dripping wet and I didn't even fuck you yet," He growls. Then continues thrusting inside me violently. I didn't even realize his head was between my thighs until he mounts my legs on his shoulder and plunged his head between my thighs, sucking, pulling, licking, teasing my wet flesh. He growls against my flesh sending immense pleasure throughout my body as his tongue thrusts deep inside of me. His mouth clamps down violently on my clit as he inserts two fingers caressing that soft spot inside me. I couldn't take it anymore I screamed out his name. My legs tighten around his neck, back arch, head thrown back into the pillow and my hands tug his gorgeous locks. I climax, panting for air like a fish out of water. He laps up every drop of my liquid that sprayed out of me.

"FUCK you taste better than I imagined," He growled more to himself than me. Before I could catch my breath or descend from my orgasm he rips my dress off along with his boxer. He strokes himself looking down at me. My gaze hooked on his member. I lick my lips. He groans. Thank god for the little moonlight beaming in at the perfect time. For a second I panic that his impressive length and thickness might not fit. He must have sensed my panic. "Don't worry kitten. You will adjust to accommodate all of me." He Thrusts eagerly inside of me, filling me.

"Fuck you’re so tight." He curses.

A whole new sense of pleasure fuels me. At first, he moved slower until I took him, all of him. Without hesitation, he dominated my body like a vicious savage hungry beast harder and faster like nothing I ever experienced before. Banging against the headboard harder and harder-rocking the bed. I didn't even care who heard us. It felt so good, sparks shot through my body like bolts of lightning. I can feel myself cuming but he slows his pace. I pout and whimper at him, as my chest heaved.

"Not yet kitten," He teases. Flipping me on my stomach. He props me up with my bum in the air. He thrust into me and smack my ass. I yelp from the pain of his palm connecting to my rare.

"This is for disrespecting me earlier." Thrust, smack. Every hard deep thrust a smack. It hurts. I cried out but he continues until the pain turns into pleasure and once more I climax viciously screaming his name. But he wasn't finished yet. He flips me on my back, lapping up every drop of my cum off my quivering raw red swollen flesh before thrusting inside of me again. Doesn't he get tired? His stamina is truly astonishing. He took me harder, faster and mercilessly while groping and teasing my breast. The pleasure once more building but he slows his pace again. I growl at him. He chuckles.

"Let me have you?" He murmured against my neck, moving in and out of me in a slow torturous way. "Let me mark you Silver," Oh god I love it when he says my name. I think I got wetter if that was possible right now. He pulls out and slams harder and deeper into me. I moan at the impact. He repeated again and again and again, growling with each deep hard thrust.

"You’re mine!" He growls more animal than man. "Please Silver, let me love you, let me have you, let me mark you and show the world who you belong to? Who I belong to?" Each of his words dripping with so many emotions. I can hear the urgency in his voice begging me to say yes. Something deep inside of me stirring, bubbling up urging me to say yes. To give myself to this man. To give all of me to this man. Quite a peculiar feeling. That one word he's dying to hear.

"Yes."

His lips claim mine once more. His thrust is more urgent this time, but something changed. The tingling sensation that I love so much intensified, I gasp and he thrust harder and faster dominating my body in a whole different way. He flips me over on all four and slams himself into me harder and faster. His grip on my waist tightens with each thrust, faster and faster. I couldn't help the moans flying out of my mouth begging him to never stop.

The pressure building inside of me of both pain and pleasure. His cock growing bigger and thicker, I know he was shifting. His fur brushes my skin. I can feel my insides expanding more than I thought possible to accommodate him. At this point I didn't even care that he can tear me apart, I needed him like I need air. He thrust in and out of me more feral than before, beast more than man. The pleasure building and building pushing me off the edge, my core clenching around him as I scream louder than I ever did before.

I didn't even notice his claws around my throat the entire time nor his canines sinking into my neck. At first, the pain was unbearable but transformed into pure ecstasy. I climax once more right before he cursed out finding his own release, filling me with his seed. Both of us breathless and gasping for air but still joined. I felt someone or something binding our souls together for all eternity. My eyelids grew heavier and heavier barely keeping them open.

"Sleep little one," Was the last thing I heard before he wrapped his arms around me protectively and I drift off.

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Chapter 20: Sore.

[Zane P.O.V.]

I woke up a few hours ago with my arms wrapped around her curvy waist, trapping her body to mine. She fits perfectly like a puzzle in the crook of my body. Goddess, she is so beautiful and all mine. Last night I might have gone a little overboard, I took her every which way I wanted and never let a drop of her sweet essence go to waste. Yeah, I'm a greedy selfish prick but I don't care she belongs to me.

She's been sleeping for a while, the marking took a lot out of her. It kills me to leave her naked and alone in my bed or our bed now but I had no choice. I need to find Izie's mate Jake before Aden hurts him more or worst.
I didn't plan on mating Silver so soon, I even toyed with the idea of rejecting her once. Hell, I even plan on rejecting my true mate altogether after what happened. But as much as I wanted to, I couldn't. Her damn responsive body and the scent of her sweet arousal were too much to handle. I tried and tried but couldn't resist her. She was ready to mate, the bond made sure of it. I wanted to blame it all on the bond but deep down I know it’s more than that.

I lost all control the second our lips connected. The tingling sensation skyrocketed all over my body, especially through my balls. I was rock hard in seconds, every kiss and every touch, the tingles got stronger and stronger like volts of electricity coursing through my veins electrocuting every cell in my body. My animalistic nature took over and I completely forgot she was human. In the end, my wolf and I both took her in a feral way, dominating her entire body before marking her as our own.

I sense she felt our souls bind together as she drifts off into a deep slumber. I was worried we would hurt her or she couldn't handle being fully mated by man and beast so quickly but I was wrong. It takes weeks to fully mate a human mate in order to prevent any sort of bodily harm but not once did she hint at any displeasure or discomfort. Except for being spanked but she took it like a champ and came so fucking hard. Not once did her body resist us. Was it because she was an Alpha's mate? The more feral we were the more she appeared to enjoy it.

'She enjoyed me more.' My wolf huffs with pride.

'She enjoyed us.' I corrected him. Cocky wolf.

Now he's even more smitten by her. His love for her is more than life itself. Hell, I'm pretty sure he'd kill me if I hurt her. But how can I? When I won't be able to live or breathe without her. She's my life, my air, my heart and my soul. I love her. I love my mate. When did that happen? Shit. I'm completely pussy whipped and I don't even care.

I continued staring at the map, so far we found two of his base and some excavation sites but no Jake. There has to be something I'm missing. I ran my fingers through my dishevelled hair so many times out of frustration I lost count.

"Hey, handsome..." Jessica purrs at the door. The bitch didn't even knock.

She strolls in swaying her hips seductively in a tight dress that leaves no room for the imagination. Usually, things like this would get my attention but my dick didn't even twitch.

"You seem stressed... need some help?" She licks her lips and sat at the edge of my wooden desk. The audacity of this female is surprising. I know I took her offer a few times in the past but it's different now. The thought of touching her or even her touching me is repulsive.

'Get that female away from us!' My wolf warns.

'I know,' I grunt.

"Leave," I told her in a dry bored tone.

"But baby I know what you like," She runs her hands up my thighs and grabs my soft dick. She looks at me shocked. I smirk "You just don't do it for me, baby." I grab her wrist "Leave and don't come back. And the next time you stroll in my office like that I will have you stripped and flogged. " She gasps in horror before scrambling to her feet. The sinister smirk on my face increased her fear tremendously.

Kyle walks in without knocking. Why doesn't anyone fucking knock? The next person that doesn't knock gets thrown into the damn dungeon. The second he saw her, his eyes hardened and his jaw clenched.

"What is she doing here?" He grits his teeth. The only reason he is acting like this is because of Silver. He feels very protective of his Luna. Now that we're mated the pack will feel a connection to her, some more than others since we haven't completed the mating ceremony.

"She is leaving," I answer in a bored tone. Jessica hurried out of my office avoiding my beta's death glare.

"If Luna finds her in your office she won't be pleased."

"Are you here for a reason?"

"We search the whole north side as requested, the base and all his excavation sites. We think he found whatever he was looking for. Other than that we found nothing and no one knows anything.''

"Were you persuasive enough?"

"I was very persuasive," The menacing grin on his face assures me of that. I'm pretty sure most of them are dead or severely injured to the point of death.

"What do you think he's looking for?"

"I have no idea. Whatever it is we should probably find out. The shithead-cunt won't be doing this for no reason at all." I told Kyle. He nods agreeing. After about an hour of discussing new strategies, Kyle reverts to his annoying immature self.

"So where is our Luna? Still sore?" He wiggles his brows. I'm going to claw his skin off and feed it to him, sensing my murderous rage, he scratches the back of his head awkwardly.

Shit! I never thought about that. How big of an idiot can I be? I can't imagine what she feels like. FUCK. In a flash, I was in our room watching my little mate sound asleep. It's been almost ten hours since we mated. The taste of her still lingers on my lips. My dick shot straight up. All my emotions heighten and more potent after I marked and mated her. Staying away from her will be extremely difficult. It pains me just thinking about it.

She whimpers and moans a little in her sleep "Zane," She mumbled. Dreaming of me? A sense of pride blossomed in my chest. She yawns and rubs her sleepy eyes, sitting up.

"Zane?" Her small voice calls to me. It’s too dark for her to see me, how did she know I'm standing here? I flick the light on and watch her cower away under the covers. I chuckled at her adorableness.

"How did you know I was here?" I sat on the bed beside her.

She peeks out from under the covers and shrugs "I don't know... I guess I just did?" It must be the mate bond, makes it easier for her to sense me.

"How do you feel?"

"umm... sore," She covers her face.

"Don't shy away from me. I want to see you." Pulling the covers down revealing a very fluster mate. Goddess, she is so beautiful. A glimpse of fear and sadness flicker in her eyes before tears pooled in them. Oh shit!

"Baby, are you alright? Does it hurt that bad? I'm such an idiot! I should have been more-"

"No, it’s not you," Her voice a mere whisper. If I wasn't a werewolf I wouldn't have even heard her. She clutched the blanket tighter to her naked body as her mind drifted off into space. All her emotions caught me off guard; fear, grief, betrayal. What could she possibly be recalling that's so-. Fuck!

I cradle her in my arms protectively as she finally broke down crying. I just held her. What can I possibly say? Hey, it's not your fault your brother is a rapist-perverted fuck who gets his dick hard from drugging females and having sex with their unconscious bodies? Her body tense. Shit. I took a deep breath calming my own murderous rage whispering sweet nothing to her.

We cuddle for an hour in comfortable silence. If someone told me a month ago I'd be in bed cuddling with my mate I'd probably rip their tongue out for speaking such blasphemous words. But here I am, Alpha Zane Micheals cuddling and happy? I couldn't help but grin like an idiot.

"What's wrong?" My mate who is staring at me in awe. Her eyes filled with so much affection. It's official my ice-cold heart is completely melted and all hers.
"Nothing. Just thinking how lucky I am," I kiss her forehead.

"How about a warm bath?" I smile at her and she smiles brighter back at me. WOW. I swear my heart skipped a beat. She'll be the death of me.

"With you?" She peeks through her thick lashes.

"If you like?" I smile. It was going to happen whether she agrees or not but I did hope she would.

"I like." A bright pink hue graces her beautiful face making her even more beautiful if possible. My heart flutters. She's so damn adorable. What the hell is wrong with me?

After the tub filled I added some bubbles and rose petals.
Silver entered the bathroom with the silky sheet draped across her body and hair dishevelled. Evidence of our night together. There goes my erection again. I'm so screwed. Can't even look at her without my dick saluting her. I adjusted myself. She giggles. That's the most astonishing sound I ever heard. Fuck I'm whipped.

She hesitantly drops the sheet. My eyes raked over her body. Fuck! Fist clench till my knuckles turn white. My chest heaves, body stiffens and jaw rigid. What the fuck is wrong with me? My wolf cowered away in the back of my mind ashamed. Sensing our rage she attempts to cover her body but I stopped her.

"Don't," My tone was harsher than I meant for it to be. She flinches and her fear hits me like a rock.
"I'm sorry" She whimpers, lowing her gaze submissively. Oh shit!!  She has nothing to be sorry about. I'm such an asshole!

"You have nothing to be sorry for... I'm sooo sorry kitten." Pulled her in my arms inhaling her heavenly scent calming myself, stroking her hair and kissing the top of her head over and over comforting her.

Carefully examining her body, covered in bruises but only a few scratches. Thankfully they were healing a lot quicker than I expected. After the warm bath, I had the pack doctor take a look at her.

She assures me in a few days she'll be completely healed as long as we're together. The more skin-to-skin contact, the faster she'll heal. If I had my way she'll never leave the bed until completely healed.

This is normal and because she is an alpha's mate her healing is a lot quicker she explained.
At first, she was bewildered how fast her body was healing for a human but concluded saying it must be because of the bond getting stronger.

She prescribed a pain killer if needed and recommended eating at least three meals a day comprised of a balanced diet and plenty of rest.
She also recommended we abstain from intercourse until she's fully healed.
You would think I'll be the one to oppose? Wrong!
My sweet little mate didn't find that recommendation very... well let's say possible.
Not only was I surprised at my mate's bold sexuality but my wolf as well, along with the doctor.
Being newly mated and not having a wolf has her body and hormones all out of wack. Especially Being mated to an Alpha which amplifies her sexual urges. My scent, my touch all triggers the doctor explained.
She also seems to think her quick healing and strong sexual urges are all tied to the Royal mate bond. No one really truly understands the full effects of the Royal bond. Every royal mate bond has a special effect on the individuals. None are the same.
It's good to know my mate's sexual urges are just as demanding as mine. Goddess, I love this mate bond.

Silver was completely embarrassed when she realized what she said. Her face to her neck was crimson.

After a few teases and taunts; and deadly threats from my beloved mate we had a long nice well-deserved family dinner; my parents, sister, aunt, uncle, Izie, Kyle, Ema and lastly my mate. Just for today, we ate, laugh and enjoy each other's company, come tomorrow reality will be knocking at the door in all its fucked up glory.

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Chapter 21: Mint Plants.

[Silver P.O.V.]

It's official I'm mated to the Royal Highness Alpha Zane Micheals. It's hard to believe. Me? Mated? To one of the most powerful infamous Alpha. I fell asleep, woke up in his arms and mated him. I barely even know the guy or anything about him but I don't regret it. Or do I? Should I? Everything I feel it's all because of a bond. He's practically a stranger to me yet I feel this profound connection. I don't even know if he loves me or if I love him? All these new foreign emotions and not all of them completely mine. Not to mention the Royal mate bond thingy that has its own twisted version of a mate bond. This is so frustrating I growl, tossing a pillow at the door.

"Ouch!" Ema walks in with Izie holding my pillow.
"Shit! Sorry," I groan before falling back into Zane's bed or what he calls ours.
"What's wrong?" Ema questions lying on my left with Izie to my right.
"I don't know," I grumble.
"you’re scared," Izie stated.
"I don't know... I guess... This whole mate thing is a little too much Izie."
"For wolves this is Normal. To find your mate and complete the bond. It's as mundane as it gets. But for humans, it might seem a little..."
"Rush," Ema adds.

"It might feel that way S but you must understand as powerful as the bond is, you still have a choice but a wolf doesn't," Izie says before sitting up and turning to me with a serious no joke expression. "I'll tell you something that I shouldn't even know. When Zane turned eighteen I don't exactly know what prompted the decision but he decided to reject his true mate." Ema gasps.

I just froze in shock. Reject? He was going to reject me? "No, No, No, S please don't cry." Izie wrapped her arms around me. Tears pooling in my eyes." He wanted to reject me?" I ask in disbelief.

"You must know this was a long time ago. But that's not the case anymore you’re living proof," Izie smiles. "My point is, he could have simply ignored the bond and his wolf, but he let it form. He had to feel something. Yes, the bond helps speed things along and make you feel things but It's still a choice, a small one but it’s there. Our wolves love our mate the second they meet, the human half is sometimes a little too stubborn and needs a bit more work."

"But the way he looks at you S anyone with half a brain can tell the guy is head over heels for you." Ema nudge me grinning like a fool. "I know if some part of you didn't feel something there is no way in hell that he would've mated you. You're too damn stubborn." Ema teased. Do I feel something? Maybe I'm looking at this the wrong way?

"Even at dinner last night, he couldn't keep his eyes or hands off you." Izie smirks wiggling her brows " Yeah we saw." Ema grins. I swear my face looks like a damn tomato right now. I shielded my face with my pillow and groan. They giggle. " Shut up!" My shout muffled by the pillow on my face. They laugh louder. Sitting up Indian style on our bed with my arms folded across my chest, I fake pout at my so call friends.

"Ok, ok we're sorry." Ema hugs me.

"But you see? Zane loves you and cares for you even if he doesn't see it yet." Izie hugs me.

"And you might not love him the same way but you do feel something for him." Ema smiles.

She is right. I do feel something. I feel safe, protected, and loved. I feel loved? He might be a stranger that I know nothing about but I do know I don't want to be mated to anyone else but him. His touch, his kiss, his smile; everything about him makes me go crazy. It might be the bond talking but their right I do have a choice. I choose him.

[Zane P.O.V.]

I called an emergency pack meeting with my Beta, Gamma and Deltas. Two hours of hearing complaints and bad news leaves me with a murderous urge. And Kyle looks like he is right behind me. The only person they fear more than me is him. He might be an immature irritating butthole at times but when I need him to act accordingly he is dangerously fierce.

"I GOT IT! I FIGURED IT OUT!!" My mate exclaims. Bursting through my office door in short shorts and Pyjama bottom; that accentuates her hips and ass provocatively, with a tight v-neck tank top and fuzzy wolf bedroom slippers. Her hair dishevelled and looks hot as fuck. My member hardens pushing painfully against my tight jeans.

She hauls awkwardly in her tracks, blushing profusely whilst tugging at the hem of her shorts uncomfortably. Clearly didn't expect anyone in my office, and I forgot to mention the meeting. Her horrifying embarrassment floods into me. My eyes glued to her sexy little frame that I forgot about the room filled with unmated males raking over her body hungrily.

"If you WISH TO KEEP YOUR EYES INTACT I SUGGEST YOU ALL STOP EYE FUCKING MY MATE and YOUR LUNA!" I growl, slamming my fist against the desk, cracking the wood. My eyes flickering gold to green and fur flashed across my skin.

"Hey, are you-'' Before finishing her sentence I tugged her on my lap, wrapping my arms around her waist protectively and possessively. Burying my head into the crook of her neck, inhaling her heavenly scent to calm my wolf from ripping all their heads off their shoulders.

Their shocked faces didn't go unnoticed when I said, mate and Luna. They lower their heads immediately in respect but the urge to rip them apart lingers. I thought after we mated my wolf would calm down but his possessiveness is stronger and So is mine. I kept her on my lap, she wiggles her little ass uncomfortably and halts when she felt my hard bulge. Her mouth forms an "O" in recognition. I Smirk against her neck, knowing she knows. The idea of taking her on my desk made my member even harder if that was possible.

"Ahem, umm Zane, I should go."

"Why?"

"Your umm... busy," She whispers carefully so they can't hear her. She's so adorable.

"They can still hear you," I whisper back and chuckled.

"Rightttt..." She drags out awkwardly.

"That's all for today," I dismissed them.

Ema and Izie ran into my office.

"NO way, it's too dangerous!" Ema scolds my mate.

"She is right," Izie agreed.

Kyle arches a confused eyebrow at them and folds his arm across his chest. 

"It's not!" My mate huffs and stand. Reluctantly, I let her go.

"I might be able to find Jake," She grabs the map and points to a spot near a river.

"Aden nor his father doesn't own any properties there." I have a list of all their properties even the ones under their alias.

"No, I do." She owns it? Why would Jake be there?

"Izie said she could smell mint and freshwater. My grandmother planted mint plants at the cabin. Also, Izie shoes had orange clay soil which surrounds the whole area. When she passed I inherited the land." The sadness in her voice broke my heart at the mention of her grandmother's passing. Pulling her back on my lap I comforted her. That explains why we couldn't find anywhere matching Izie's descriptions. I never search for properties under my mate's name.

"That's now rogue territory for a few years actually," Kyle adds examining the map.

"Four years to be exact... That explains how the bastard got rogues to attack the club." I growl.

"They must be working for him." I ran my hands through my dishevelled locks. Why would rogues be working for him?

"The second we set foot in their territory they'll know. They'll sense us coming from miles. There is no way to search the area undetected. " Kyle says before plopping down on the sofa.

"The second wolves set foot in their territory..." My mate emphasises the word wolves. Hell no she isn't doing what I think she is thinking. "But not if a normal human girl does," Yep there it is... She pouts begging me to say yes with her big puppy dog eyes. That would work for everything else but not this, it's too dangerous. She has to be out of her damn mind if she thinks I was letting her go anywhere alone.

"NO!"

"Why?"

"It's too dangerous."

We spend hours plotting and planning. Silver was persistent and boy was she hard-headed. We spend hours arguing back and forth. I even threaten to chain her to the damn bed but it didn't deter her. If anything me punishing her turned her on. Which I plan to take full advantage of later. I had to admit her plan was better but I can't risk her life.

"Wait! Mint" Silver exclaim jumping off my lap a fourth time. I growl at her which she ignores.

"What?" Ema yawns. We've been at this all day, it's almost eight pm.

"The property is covered in mint. What if we use the scent as camouflage? This way I won't be going alone."

That just might work. To my dismay Silver refuse to stay put so I let her drive the damn car. I also had a little trick to mask our presence, except for Silver's of course. We drove into the little town and made sure she was the only one seen at the gas station. She was just a normal human girl passing through, no wolf cared. She was harmless. Kyle, Ema, Isabella and I waited patiently in the SUV, being very careful not to be seen. While my pack standing by in wolf form just out the border hidden and ready to attack when the time comes.

So far the plan was working. Silver being a human worked like a charm. The only problem so far was a few local idiotic males who couldn't keep their filthy thoughts to themselves. I almost lost it but couldn't risk blowing our cover.

Silver and Ema stayed in the car. Kyle, Izie and I split up to cover more ground. It was an old wooden cabin, the windows were shattered, and the roof leaking. Inside covered in dust, leaves, green moss and mildew. All the furniture damaged with broken dishes and glass everywhere. Someone trashed the shit out of this place. The mint scent blanketed the entire area, I could barely smell anything else. But there is a faint old scent covered by the mint an average wolf would miss but not me.

"I don't get it... I can smell the water, the mint even the soil is the same colour?" Izie mumbled confused. She was certain we were in the right place.

“We might not be looking in the right place." Nothing out of the ordinary, not to me anyway.

"Zane what if we're too late?" Izie sobs.

"Can you feel him?" I ask " Yes" She nods. " Good, then we aren't too late. We will find him, ok?" I cup her chin " Trust me?" "yes," She nods.

"Where are the rogues?" Kyle ask. Looking perplexed, scratching the back of his head. Good question. This place should be crawling with rogues. huh... No rogues in the rogue territory? I have a bad feeling.

“Let's go back to the car," I order. Something’s not right. I hate leaving Silver alone for so long.

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Chapter 22: The End.

"Did you guys find anything?" Silver whisper-yells at us.

"No" Izie shook her head with eyes filled with tears. She hugs Izie "We will, shhh... we will"

"Did you check the cellar behind the house?" Silver questions.

"What cellar?" Kyle furrows his brow confused looking at me.

"We didn't see any cellar and we checked everywhere." Maybe we overlooked it? It’s almost morning we should get going before someone sees us. Silver heartbeat began to rise. She wouldn't dare. She opens the door and ran. She dares. I swear I'm going to strap her to the fucking bed and she won't see the outside world for months.

"Fuck!" In seconds I caught her. She didn't make it very far but her audacity still amuses me. She pleaded and the desperate look on Izie's face broke my heart. I curse out before warning her to stay close.

Silver gasps and covers her mouth "What happened to this place?" Her sadness engulfs me. I rubbed her back in a circular motion soothing her. Her body physically relaxed and she sighs. We followed her to the back of the house. "It should be there," Silver pointed to an empty spot.

"That's strange. I don't remember grandma planting so many mint plants in the back?" Silver said more to herself than us as if she was recalling a memory. I took a closer look. I felt something. Kneeling down dusting the ground to find a trap door. She's right. After a few minutes of cleaning the area, I order Ema, Silver, and Izie to stay here. They nod.

Kyle and I climb down the ladder into a dark tunnel. It must be at least a thirty feet drop. Looks like someone converted the cellar. There were no lights. The walls made out of orange clay bricks, lined with mint leaves. The mint scent cloaks the nasty foul stench of the rogues but the deeper you go the stronger their scent.

"Do you hear that?" Kyle asks, spinning around.

"I smell her sweet magnolia scent before even seeing her." I can smell her for miles now because of the mate bond.

"Dammit, Silver I told you three to stay up there." I shook my head in disbelief. She never listens. Goddess, she's stubborn.
"We wanna help and I don't like you alone down here," She mumbles the last part. My little mate worried about me? Doesn't She know who I am? I should be worried about her. As angry as I am I can't stay mad at her. I held her to my side with my arms protectively around her waist.

"We don't want creepy crawlies getting you." I teased. She gasps in horror. I chuckled.

The only person who couldn't see in the dark was Silver, the rest of us had no problem. Walking a few minutes more we heard a muffled voice, lucky for us the mint scent masked our own. It was a dungeon, reeked of rotten flesh, blood and death with a hint of mint. Silver was tense, I tighten my grip. There are a few cells, silver chains hanging on the wall, and your basic torture equipment laid out on a metal table. Even an electric chair and wolfsbane too. shit!

"I can smell wolfsbane Kyle and Ema be careful," I whisper low.

"I can smell him." Izie ran past me. FUCK. In a flash, she was gone.

"Kyle stay here with them," I order.

If anything happens to her- I mind link

I'll protect her with my life- Kyle links me back before I could finish.. I know he would. Following Izie into a cell, there was her mate naked, coated in dirt, blood and his own waste with a silver collar around his neck chained to the wall. He has been tortured repeatedly from looking at all the marks on his skin. He sniffs the air but never lifts his head.

"I'm dead? Aren't I? The bastard finally killed me. Only heaven can smell like my Bella."

Izie falls to her knees in front of the cell and cried. "Jake!"

His eyes snap to her's "You’re not real," He mumbled.

"I'm dreaming again"

"No, you’re not!" Izie cries. I broke the cell door, she was in his arm in seconds. He took a second to realize she was real and when he did, he held her in his arms like his life depended on it but still made sure the silver collar didn't touch her delicate skin. He kisses her forehead over and over again cooing comforting words to her.

"We need to leave," I spoke, his eyes met mine. He nods.

"They'll be back soon we need to hurry," He says.

He was a big male almost the same height as me but more slender. His ribs were visible due to starvation. Black and blue bruises, cuts and dry blood mostly covering his body. He puts on a pair of shorts I found, limping out of the cell with Izie for support, trying not to weigh her down.

A door opens and a few nasty rogues walk in, startled. I smirk.

"Take him and leave with the others. I'll meet you guys up top." I order.

"What about you?" Izie asks worriedly.

"He's a royal blood alpha, baby. They don't stand a chance." Her mate answered before nodding to me in gratitude.

He wasn't lying. They don't stand a chance. I rolled my sleeve up and smirk devilishly at the bastards. They rushed all at once, Idiots!

Throats gone, limbs ripped off, heads bouncing around, blood splattered everywhere; their screams and cries music to my ears. It took me less than a few minutes to kill a dozen rogues. This was too easy, I have a weird feeling in my gut. Stepping over the dead bodies and limbs making my way back to the tunnel and up the ladder to my mate. I need to get her out of here.

"What kind of sick pleasure did you get from fucking my limp body?!" I hear my mate spat at someone as I climb the ladder.

Her anger and rage impaled me. Someone is going to die!! I burst through the trap door. My heart stopped, and the blood in my veins turned to lava violently rushing through me. All I see is red. A powerful furious animalistic roar erupts from my mouth. It wasn't because we were surrounded by hundreds of rogues. No. It was the spectacle in front of me.

Aden has his dirty paws wrapped around my mate's little throat. I stalk towards him, my body half shift, claws elongated and my sharp pointy canines dripping with my own saliva, ready to rip him limb from limb.

He tightens his grip around her throat warning me. "Don't be stupid Zane," with a smug triumphant look on his ass face. As much as I wanted to feel his warm blood between my fingers my mate's safety comes first. My only priority was getting her away from that soon-to-be, dead fucking asshole!

Ema had Silver's mom in her arms crying. She was beaten black and blue. How can Kendrick let this happen? How can he let his own son hurt his mate? Isabella's mate held her in his arms protectively. Where is Kyle?

"Looking for your beta?" Aden asks and nods his head to a rogue. They drag his beaten bloody broken body towards us and then tossed him on the ground. His heartbeat was weak but he was still alive. A small sense of relief washed over me. Kyle is strong, he'll make it. There is no doubt in my mind.

Aden nods to the rogue again. He places him in a kneeling position this time. His face is swollen and bloody. Nose broken, one eye closed up while the other bearly opened.

"Any last words?" Aden smirks.

"Go fuck yourself you piece of shit!" He spits blood at his feet with a cocky smirk. Aden's smirk replaced by a hard cold expression. He nods again and this time the rogue snapped his neck.

Isabella, Ema and Silver screamed in horror. Isabella's mate tightens his grip holding her up. Silver's mom held Ema as she cries. The bond of my beta snapped inside of me. A sharp shooting pain the entire pack felt. I felt it worst because he's my beta. The shooting pain pierced my soul, stabbing me over and over. My wolf howls out in pain. That didn't happen? The bond was gone but the pain was real and hurts like hell. I wanted to kill every single one of them. Aden looked at me smirking. Waiting for me to break and lash out. I wasn't going to give the sick son of a bitch the satisfaction of seeing me in pain.

"Huh?" He scratches the back of his head with a golden handle antique-looking dagger. Where have I seen that before? "I thought you would at least shed a tear?" He frowns. I can't wait to kill him. I'm going to savour every moment.

"You're sick!!" My mate cries, squirming in his grasp.

"Calm down cupcake," He coils his arms around her waist drawing her closer to his body. I feel myself shaking and my body stalking on its own accord towards him.

"Don't!" He pressed the dagger against her stomach. My heart froze. Tears build in the back of my eyes as her fear rushes through my body in waves. She is so scared. My wolf whimpers and demand his blood for his beta and mate. He shouldn't be touching our mate. We need to protect her! We should have protected her. Why the fuck did I let her talk me into this?

"Let her go and I'll give you a head start," I lied in a dangerously calm tone but I was beyond livid on the inside.

"Hahaha. You think I'm stupid." Yes.... "You have no leverage. look around." He waves his hand around. "You might be able to kill all of them but...”

"You bastard, let her go!" Isabella spat viciously, interrupting him.

"My dear mate," He emphasizes the word mate.

"She is not your mate!" Jake growls in disgust and tightens his grip protectively.

Aden laughs and inhales my mate's scent. I growl possessively and disgusted at his action. "She wasn't...  nor did she even smell half as alluring as my dear sister." His low husky voice filled with his own dark lust and desire sending my wolf and me into a murderous rage.

"I'm going to enjoy killing you!" I spat.. my voice more animal than man, eyes glowing.

'I want my mate. I need my mate. We need to kill him now!' My wolf growls fighting to take full control.

'He might hurt her if we try' I hiss. He didn't like my answer but stopped fighting me.

"What the hell do you want?" I ask the prick.

"Hmmm..." He pretends to think. He knows what he wants.

"There are two things I wanted. The first one you took.'' He grits his teeth "The second, I'm very close to accomplishing it. But you see, there is one little problem... In order for me to get what I want I need to make a sacrifice... of such..." He strokes Silver's cheeks, a glimpse of pain and hurt flash in his eyes. No, he won't? My heart clenched as I struggle to breathe.

"A royal sacrifice," He added. He can have my life as long as she lives.

"You can have my life for hers."

"NOOO!!!. Please, Aden, please noo. Take me. I'll go willingly. I'll do anything!" My mate cried and begged. It broke my heart. I didn't even realize my own tears spilling out. Her emotions overpowering my own. I fell to my knees ready to beg for my mate's life.

"Hahaha," He laughs "I never imagine I'll see the day when the big bad alpha Zane would fall to his knees in front of me."

"You can have me. You have my word," I lower my head in submission shamefully. Something no alpha would do. But I don't care. She is my mate I love her. I'll die for her. She is human the pain of losing me won't be half as bad. She'll have a second chance to find love again.

He laughs along with the rogues taunting me. "You see I wish it was that easy," I glare at him.

"Aden please." My mate pleaded. "I waited for years to hear you say those words. To give yourself to me." He strokes my mark on her neck. "But it’s too late." He whispers in her ears "I wish there was another way. I truly do." If I didn't know better he sounds almost remorseful.

He shakes his head dismissing whatever thoughts he had and spoke. "You see, the sacrifice has to be someone I love more than anything in the world... like a... mate." Isabella will never love him. Nor does he have a Royal mate.

"Then you’re shit out of luck." Hiding my smirk. He growls.

"I thought mating with Isabella would do the trick... Yet, I couldn't love her the same way even with the bond... But luck was on my side." His smirk grew into a big evil malicious grin.

"He never wanted me to love him. He wanted himself to love me." Izie mumbles more to herself. I couldn't process what she was saying. It made no sense. I ignore it.

"I overheard a phone conversation between my beautiful sister and mummy dearest asking about a cabin. I knew she would figure it out eventually. My sister's always very clever." Pride filled his eyes as he gazes down onto Silver's tear-stained face. She glared at him with so much hatred and disgust but he was unfazed.

"Then I saw your mark on her neck..." His eyes glowed " And her scent was no longer her own." his grip tightens, and she whimpers.

"I didn't expect you to mate her that fast..." He gritted his teeth." But like I said luck was on my side." He waves his dagger around.

"Being mated to a Royal makes her Royalty and the one thing..." He inhales her scent with his eyes closed. When he opened them all I saw was grief. His body tense, jaw rigid. "The one thing I love most in the world."

"NOOOOO!!!!! " I shouted and lunge forward but I was too late... The dagger pierced her heart. I caught her limp body as she fell. Cradling my mate in my arms as her blood poured out soaking into the forest floor. All hell broke loose.

The bond snapped viciously, howling out in pain clutching onto my mate's lifeless body. A razor-sharp claw dug deep into my soul, my very core and brutally rip a part of it out. The part that belongs to her, my mate, my life, my Silver. The pain was merciless and cruel incinerating our bond, taking her away from me. No matter how much I cried and beg, it would not stop. It would not grant me any mercy. Every fibre of my being burning as I howled out for mercy for her life. Take mine, let her live. But no one listened. No one cared.

Something cold and dark wrapped around my throbbing heart and squeezed and squeeze till it shrivelled into nothing. The blood froze in my aching veins. The emptiness, the anguish, the torment, the loss and the heartache was too much to bear. My wolf became feral, a savage beast, a monster, an unstoppable force. I never got to tell her how much I loved her or what she meant to me. I never got to see her stomach swollen with our pups. I never got to show her the world or tell her she was my world.

All I know is rage and rage and more rage. I didn't know who I am or my own name. All I wanted was blood. The bright morning sky darkens with lightning and thunder booming above. The wind howls and beats against the trees violently. As a dark menacing storm swept across the land. I didn't even notice my pack descending on the rogues. All I saw was red and consumed by darkest and feral rage I killed every last one, destroying everything in my path. I WILL BURN THIS WHOLE FUCKING WORLD TO THE GROUND!!!

************************************ THE END *****************************************

AN

This book made a lot more progress than I thought it would. It was my very first story published and I kinda improved since then... Kinda... I think... You'll see what I mean... Hopefully... Maybe... Fingers crossed🤞😊... Grammar might still suck a little... Let's not get our hopes up too much... However, I would like to announce... There WILL be a My Feisty Human Mate! Book 2! 😊😃😃😊

After I complete the Alpha Onyx series I will hold another Poll to determine the next rewrite. 😃😎

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