Chapter 4

Jake

I watched as the son of a bitch I call a father leave the hall with so much arrogance. I cannot wait for tomorrow so that I can kill him, and the war can stop. This man let my mother die and has the audacity to keep bringing women here. Parading them around as Luna like my mother meant nothing.

Tomorrow will not be like the other times I challenged him for the position, and it certainly will not be like the time when I was twelve and he almost killed me. No, it will not be like any of those times. Now I am ready for him. My uncle Martin trained me well. I owe everything to that man. If it were not for him, I am sure I would have turned out exactly like that bastard.

The mating ceremony is now ruined because I challenged him for the alpha position, and I do not care much about that. I never approved of these things anyway, and this time he was going to be mating with my mate. Oh, Goddess, a mate. Why did you give me a mate when you know I do not want one?

Now when I kill William, she is going to be mine, my responsibility, which I did not want. This woman here was about to sleep with William. Not that I care, but now she is going to be my responsibility. The fool is even hiding a knife, and she thinks I know nothing about it. I only challenged William now because a maid came to ask me to help her escape.

She told me of her plan to kill William and I could not let her do that. William is mine to kill and avenge myself and my mother. I would not let this stranger take that away from me. People are talking in whispers, and I scan the room. Soon all of them will be free from that monster and they will not have to sit like this pretending to like what is going on.

My eyes land on my mate, and she looks bothered by something. Sorry, little mate for ruining your plans, but William will die by my hand, not yours. If you are angry because you did not get to sleep with the mighty alpha William, then too bad. You can sneak into his room and try your luck tonight though, so that you can have a story to tell as well.

Women can be stupid, always after dirty and powerful men like William knowing very well that they will only use them. I do not want a mate. They make a wolf weak. William is obsessed with sex and women that he does not care about anything else other than creating havoc all over in search of these women.

I do not want to be like him, and I do not want to be related to him either. Having a mate will make me no different from him and I refuse to be anything like that bastard. Because of these women, that man almost killed me twice and during the time I was recovering in the pack hospital. He never came to check on me, not even once.

My uncle was the one that has always been by my side through all those times. He cares for me and trained me in secret for this day, and I owe everything I am to him. He has been more of a father to me than my father ever was. For him, my mother, and this pack. I will kill William so that peace can reign once again.

This man has terrorized wolves long enough. For years after my mother died, I have watched him destroy pack after pack and bring different women here, mating them and making them Luna of this pack. I do not know if he was trying to replace my mother or what, but if he was, then I will have to admit that he was stupid because no one can replace a Goddess-given mate.

He should have known that and focused on being a good father to me and a good leader to this pack. But we were never enough for William and tomorrow I am going to rid our kind of him. They will not have to suffer because of him after tomorrow, and no other woman will ever set foot here in the name of being mated to an alpha here.

I do not even want this so-called mate of mine that is going to make me weak. I do not even know what the fuss is about when it comes to mates, because in my experience, nothing good comes out of having a mate. My wolf though does not agree with me, but I will understand in time why I do not want this she-wolf.

My pack members look scared. Fear is written all over their faces and shows worry in their eyes. I can understand how they feel. Some fear that this time William is going to kill me, their hope in having a better future. Some are simply scared that William will not stop at just killing me tomorrow, but a few of them as well.

That is how the mighty William is like. When he is enraged, he would slaughter anything in his path ruthlessly and without mercy. He does not care if you have offended him or not. His rage was reason enough for him to spill blood. I hope the she-wolves cleaning his floor stays clear of him because she might kill them in his rage.

I made him angry by ruining this ceremony and challenging him in front of his pack like that. I am sure right now he is thinking of brutal ways to end my life. But I will not be the one to die tomorrow. He is. I scan the room one more time and my heart breaks for the members of my pack.

They have been living in fear for a long time and have been patiently waiting for me to come of age and take over the pack. So that I can change things. I wish they had a little faith in me and my abilities. Trust that I will deliver them from the claws of William come tomorrow. But I do not blame them for being skeptical about me.

This is not the first time I have challenged William, and they have witnessed firsthand how he almost killed me each time. They think that tomorrow will be no different and that William was going to kill me for sure tomorrow.

“All shall be well. Trust that the Moon Goddess has heard all your cries through the years and have faith.” I try to encourage them. Some look at me skeptically while others look at me with newfound hope. That is enough for me. Tomorrow they will believe my words and things will change around here.

Being a powerful pack is not a problem, but being an animal like my father, then that is a problem. I say nothing else after that but start walking towards the door. But before I go any further, I look back at my mate and her face is all red. I look closely at her and she looks sick like she was going to fall off that chair any moment.

Before I can even think of what I am doing, I take large strides towards her and take her in my arms. She mumbles something I do not hear and the little weapon she had on her falls to the ground. I look at the thing. It looks like a piece of some glass. It is sharpened nicely and if she had a chance, she would have done a lot of damage to the bastard.

She wiggles in my arms, and I frown, looking at her, going in and out of consciousness. And then I make the mistake of inhaling and I freeze. Fucking hell. Why is this happening to me now? Bloody she-wolf is trying to turn me into something I am not!

I scan the room and find both mated and unmated wolves looking at me. Then I realize that the scent of her arousal has filled the mating hall. When I inhaled the second time, I know I am doomed. My mate is heat and I must get her the hell out of here before these horny animals can attack me and devour her.