CHAPTER TEN: CHASING HER.

LIAM'S POINT OF VIEW

“If you are going to kill her, do it somewhere else, I don't want her nasty blood staining my rug. It is quite expensive,” I doubled down, acting like I did not care even more.

I kept a straight face even though my whole insides trembled at the thought that Zyn would take one more thing away from me.

I mirrored Zyn’s persona, acting in the cold ruthless way I have seen him act because I knew him well enough to know the game he is playing.

He hates sharing, showing that I care about Annalise would be enough threat for him to take her out of the equation.

“Take her out of the equation, she's too much of a distraction. She might be my mate but you are the only one I want,” I said. Alpha Zyn’s eyes widened in bewilderment, he looked like he was trying to decide if he could trust me.

I doubled down, moving towards him, caressing the side of his face and looking into his eyes with all the desire that I hate to admit I feel for him.

I leaned up on my tip toes and kissed him hard on his lips with my eyes closed.

My heart thudded in my chest, being this close to him, giving in to the feelings for him that I know I should never feel because it would never be reciprocated always does that to me.

I kissed in and in that moment, we were everything I had always hoped we could be. I was his lover at that moment, not his secret lover, not his little toy but his lover.

I almost started to believe this lie but like always, he pushed me away.

“Thirsty much?” He said looking offended that I had kissed him. He unhanded Annalise, I let out a sigh of relief but did my best not to let that relief show.

I looked at her to see the look of hurt on her face, my heart hurt at the sight of the tears in her eyes.

“You love him?” she whispered quietly as the tears fell from her eyes.

The look of victory on Zyn’s face was unmatched. He must have decided that pushing my mate away so brutally was enough punishment because he turned to leave, it was now Annalise and I alone in the room.

I stared at the wall awkwardly, not knowing what to say, not knowing how to come back from what I had said and how I had acted.

With Annalise, it's different. There is no desperation in my love for her. There is this need to protect her but if I was made to choose between saving her and Zyn, I'm not sure I would choose her… but yet again I don't think I would let her die.

It is complicated, Zyn makes everything more complex than it needs to be.

He presents as a ruthless killer hell bent on ruining my life but as soon as I start getting used to this version of him, he switches it up and turns into this sweet lover whose sweet venom I cannot get enough of.

He keeps me wanting more of his love and validation. He keeps me chasing the high of his undivided attention but when I decide that I do not want it anymore, he snaps and claims me as his again.

With Zyn it is complex, with Annalise it is easy…I like easy but choosing her would lead to her death…chasing her would mean losing Zyn and even with how much I hate him, I love him enough to not want to lose him.

“You are just like him, I was a fool to think you were different,” she cried.

Every drop of tears she shed hurt like a shard of glass to my skin. I wanted to pull her close, to tell her that I was out doing all this to protect her but I knew I could not do that because doing that would only give her false hope that we would end up together.

If I pull her close and tell her how much I desire her, I would only be lying to her that we would eventually end up together.

We will never end up together, Zyn will not allow that so I just have to be content with watching her from across the room. I just have to be content with keeping her alive even though she hates me.

I guess she is right, I guess I am just as cold and ruthless as my arch nemesis: Zyn.

I let out a cruel laugh that sounded identical to the one that I had heard Alpha Zyn let out.

I made sure it was as cutting as the snide ones Zyn gives. I moved towards her deliberately, calculatively, as maliciously as I have seen him do.

“You really thought I was different?” I watched the hope flicker at my question, it's just unfortunate that I would have to dash it.

She nodded.

“You are my mate. You love me, right? Not him?” She asked, begging me with her eyes to say yes.

She held my hand in hers, she sounded desperate for my attention. In that moment, I could see myself in her.

I saw myself in the way Zyn sees me: desperate and pathetic like a lap dog salivating at any drop of care and affection from its owner.

I grimaced at the thought.

“I will never love you Annalise, if you think I would let Alpha Zyn go for a pathetic wolf like you then you most be even more stupid than I think,” I said and walked away to avoid seeing her more hurt than I already was.

I pushed the door one and walked into the hallway to see Zyn leaning against the wall with his phone in his hand.

He looked up at me.

“Weldon, you have proved your loyalty to me,” he passed the phone to me after replaying the recording.

It was Annalise and I, it was what had just happened, a recording of me pushing Annalise away.

“I doubted you for a second there, I thought she would take you away from me because of your wolf bond,” his eyes softened, there was the soft lover all over again.

I yearned to hold him in my arms and tell him that I belong to him and I would never leave and that I knew that all this was just an act and deep down he loves me as deeply as I love him, in the same twisted way that I love him.

I moved to hug him, he succumbed for a little bit but the malicious power hungry Zyn reared its ugly head up and he pushed me away.

"There’s one more thing I need you to do for me,” he said in a very serious voice that made me scared of whatever it is it he was about to say.

“Anything for you,” I replied even though I was unsure of how far I would go for him.

There are somethings I just wouldn't do but yet again, it is Alpha Zyn, he makes me do things that I never thought I would do.

He controls me in ways that I do not even think possible.

There are things that I hope I never have to do, things that I hope he would not ask me to do because all he has to do is act and like a sick puppy seeking its masters love I would comply.

I held my hand in a fist nervously as he spoke.

“You will to kill Annalise, your mate after our mating ceremony to prove you undying loyalty to me,” he said and I froze.