Kade
I walked out of the cell angrily, nursing my bruised ego.
Fuck her wolf.
How could her wolf give me orders like I was some teenager? Doesn’t she know who I am?
I am Kade Otto, the Blood Alpha. Most feared and most ruthless Alpha.
My aura blasted the hall, suffocating the guards that blocked the gate, causing them to tremble.
Yes, I am that powerful.
But it was still a mystery how that Emerald wolf could command me!
One minute, I was in charge, the next, she took full control, almost subduing me.
She was too fucking bossy, unlike Esmeralda who was gentle, soft, meek and obedient.
How could the Moon goddess pair her with that wolf with an attitude?!
We will never agree. I could see it.
“Don’t be so hard on yourself, Kade. You met your match,” Tyson laughed as he resumed taunting me.
Ever since he saw Emerald, he won’t stop taunting me about how mute I was when she gave me commands.
“She is just a proud bitch,” I said dismissively, wishing he could drop the topic.
But Tyson being Tyson teases me all day about it.
“You are just saying that to console yourself. You are also proud and your pride stinks so bad that sometimes, I cringe,” He remarked harshly.
“Shut up, Tyson. How could you stay there and watch her treat me like a kid?”
“Don’t tell me you were expecting me to take the reins and exchange words with her,” He said in disbelief.
“Something like that,” I mumbled, opening my door with my key card with shaky hands.
I hated it when I was mad, it made me restless.
“What happened to your mouth? Why can’t you use your tongue? Cat got your tongue? Or you just forgot how to speak,” He lashed, making me growl.
“Watch it, Tyson,” I warned, clenching my fist as he pushed me to my limit, “Don’t make me,”
“Do it, Kade. I dare you to block me. I will keep saying it so get used to it. You hurt our mate so bad and you want me to exchange words with her wolf? Who does that?!”
“Then shut the hell up and let me think,” I snapped angrily.
“As long as you hurt our mate, I’ll hurt you. The only thing you should be thinking about is how to release Esmeralda and apologize to her. You are causing her pain. Whatever you are planning to do, stop it. She is our mate, she didn’t kill your family,”
“Spare me that bullshit,” I chuckled lightly.
“She even healed Amelia and you. What else do you want, ungrateful bastard?!”
“She did that to finish what Lucy started…” My voice filled the room before returning to normal, “To heal us and break us again,”
I will never be deceived.
History must not repeat itself.
I knew it was all pretence, behind that innocent face and sweet smile, there was a demon lurking in the dark, waiting to be unleashed.
Tyson sighed wearily, “I hope you don’t regret your decisions, but don’t say I didn’t warn you. Arrogant bastard!” He cursed angrily before burying himself deep in my head, in the shadows, whimpering.
He was hurt too, but I didn’t care.
“I hope you let me live my life the way I please,” I retorted, gritting my teeth.
Angrily, I picked up the file lying on my table, skimming through it, but all I could think about was that bossy wolf.
She was taking over my head. Her attitude was alarming.
How dare she?!
First, it was Esmeralda’s identity that hurt me, almost killing me, and now, she has a wolf with a stinking attitude.
I flung the file away, making all the paper attached to it fall on the floor.
I was restless, I couldn’t think or do anything. The scene keeps popping into my head, mocking me.
I would deal with her. And I would do it so badly that she won’t forget how ruthless I was in a hurry.
“I hope you don’t regret your decisions…” Tyson’s words flooded my head but I blocked them before they could get to me.
Tyson could go to hell.
A devilish smirk played on my face as I grabbed my car keys and left the house.
I wasn’t in the right frame of mind.
I needed a distraction, from everyone, especially Esmeralda and that bossy wolf of hers.
Esmeralda.
Her sad teary face popped into my head and her puffy sunken eyes stared at me as if judging me.
It was so vivid, I could almost see it.
Her tears and pain radiated within me, but I shoved it aside.
Those beautiful eyes that I could watch all day were dull and swollen.
Seeing her in the cell alone herself pricked my conscience… Something that had been dead in me for a long time.
But I didn’t let it get to me.
Not her miserable look, not her sad words.
She hurt me… so badly that damaged my love life and spiked my trust issues.
She ruined the great plans I had for her. Our future together, ruling the Blood Moon Pack.
How could she?
How could she end up becoming a relative of the lady that wiped out my family?
… that caused demons to haunt me every night.
The more I reach for forgiveness, the more it flees from me.
My father’s last words of revenge kept playing in my head non-stop, rekindling the old fire.
The fire of vengeance.
Tears hung in my eyes as the memory replayed in my head.
I can still remember it as if it happened yesterday.
It was a perfect evening for a perfect ceremony.
Everything was going well.
Drinks flowed abundantly, food was surplus, music blasted everywhere, and mates giggled as they awaited shifting and running. Everyone was happy and fulfilled without suspecting anything.
I just had drinks with Silvius before walking in the halls to clear my head when I heard a loud cry within the inner chambers.
Out of curiosity, I trailed the noise and it led me into the North wing where the cries turned into soft whimpers.
I was about to investigate when Lucy, my brother’s mate, an Omega and the future Luna of the Blood Moon Pack threw herself on me, obstructing the way with her gorgeous royal gown.
Axel had loved her to a fault.
Oblivious to what was happening within the inner chambers of the wing, I followed her as she filled my head with sweet lies about stories of her past.
I swore that I fell for them and pitied her.
Pretty little liar.
To ease my feeling, she offered me a drink from my dad’s favourite golden cup. I should have sensed it because my father doesn’t share that cup with anyone. But I accepted it as I was blinded by her Innocence.
The first gulp was good… the wine was so fine and smooth. I haven’t tasted anything like it.
It should have clicked on my head because that was the wine my father had saved for us to drink after the celebration, but I ignored the tiny details.
I took more gulps and emptied the cup, smiling sheepishly like a fool at her words.
Not too long, I was overwhelmed with weakness and my eyes became heavy. I tried to hold on to myself, but I failed woefully. I tried to listen to Tyson but he was already far away.
Unable to struggle with myself, I gave in, collapsing on the floor while watching her staring at me with a devilish smirk on her face.
It was then I knew that I had messed up.
“Pack him up and take him to the others,” She had instructed her loyal dog who proceeded to carry me like a fool.
I struggled to fight off his filthy hands on my body, but I was too weak.
My body was numb.
All I did was stare with half-closed blurry eyes.
“There is a lovely family reunion you won’t want to miss,”
Those were the last words I heard before succumbing, followed by her piercing evil laughter.
Even when I had lost consciousness, I still heard it ringing in my head.
After what seemed like hours, my eyes parted slowly and I found myself in the interiors of the North wing.
How did I get in?
It took several minutes for bits of the memories to form in my head which resulted in a migraine.
I moved my hands, but it was still. I tried to get up, but to my amazement, I was tied up like a sacrifice with chains laced with wolfsbane.
Agonizing pain flooded me, taking over my senses as I screamed for help.
The stinging pain caused by the wolfsbane didn’t help matters as it bored into my skin, enlarging my open wounds.
The slow footsteps caught my attention and I looked away from the huge silver chains on my body.
Horror filled my face as Lucy walked toward me majestically in a see-through crop top and trousers. I closed my eyes, opening it to see if it was truly Lucy because she never dressed that revealing.
She was just perfect. Perfect to rule the Blood Moon Pack. The perfect Luna.
But how?
Her sweet smiles were replaced by evil ones as her eyes were pinned on mine.
As my vision brightened, I saw my family tied up like a present… on their knees like they were about to be sacrificed to some god.
My dad, the ferocious Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack, my mum, the Luna of the Blood Moon Pack, my sister, Ava, and my brother, Axel and Amelia were all bound on their hands and feet.
Fuck. She was too young for that.
Amelia was gagged because her screams attracted attention.
Fuck!
She was the one I heard… but I got distracted by that stupid bitch.
I thought of ways to take down Lucy and rescue my family, but my hands were tied.
There was nothing I could do.
I saw the disappointment in my father’s eyes as he watched me, conveying words that only I could decipher.
He felt like a failure, he couldn’t protect his family, his Luna.
Despite the pain oozing from him, his face was stoic.
The last thing he would let her do was to see him in pain.
After her shocking revelation of her identity and her mission in the pack, she picked up a knife on a table, walking toward us and swaying her waist.
“Who is going first?”
“Fucking bitch!” I cursed with all my might, struggling with the chains, but they wouldn’t come off me.
All I wanted was to set my family free, to make my father proud of me.
He always saw me as a useless son, but that was my only chance to prove him right.
But I failed.
I failed because I was distracted with other things and I neglected my family when they needed me most.
I was a failure.
Irritated by the silence, she walked behind my father, holding his neck upward while another hand held the knife in place.
“Any last words?” She asked, filling the silent room with her sinister laughter.
“Vengeance, Arcade!” He yelled with force. I could feel the impact in the room as his voice echoed.
“No! Take me instead and leave them alone,” I screamed, jerking hard so that the chains would lose.
But it was all wasted effort.
“Too late,” She said sharply before burying the knife in my father’s chest thirteen times, spelling the Blood Moon Pack.
Horrifying screams filled the air as my father dropped dead on the cold floor like a piece of meat.
“You bitch!” I screamed, wishing I could tear her into pieces.
Tears flowed like a river from my eyes when I saw the Blood Alpha, my father slaughtered like a chicken.
Despite the pain he endured, he didn’t groan while he was being stabbed.
The true Alpha. Alpha Otto.
“Any last words?” She asked, caressing the knife in her hand as she walked behind my mother.
“Please,” I begged, ignoring the disapproving look on my father’s cold face.
Even in death, he still conveyed words to me.
“Never beg…” His voice echoed in my head.
It was like I could feel him in the cold breeze.
Like a pack of cards, my mother dropped dead, followed by my brother and Ava as she slit their throat.
“You, I will make you suffer so much that you will plead for death,” She said with hatred and disgust, making Amelia almost pass out.
“Take her into the dark room and wait for me,” She instructed her dogs.
Tears ran down my eyes when I saw them drag Lucy away.
Anger and sadness filled me to the brim as I watched Lucy sniff out life from my family one after the other while I watched them helplessly.
That bloody night.
The night I attempted suicide, death fled from me.
The night I saw myself as a failure and a disgrace.
It was a miracle that I was alive.
A knock on the car window brought me back to reality.
“You can’t pack her sir,” The security said while I adjusted to packing in the garage.
The club wasn’t a bad idea after all.
Maybe I knew the distraction. I didn’t care about the consequences, I was too hurt to think.
A blond girl with green eyes would do.
Smirks.