14~ SHE IS BREAKING YOU ALPHA

KNIGHT

After dragging her back to the packhouse with more effort than I would care to admit, I stopped right in front of the main hall. My men who were waiting, all bowed.

“She must not step out of the packhouse,” I ordered, my voice serious enough to leave no room for questions.

She scoffed at me like my words meant nothing. “I hate you!” she spat, stomping toward the staircase.

I didn’t miss the way my men looked at me after she yelled at me and walked away unpunished.

Well I understood them. My authority had never been questioned like this, by anyone but she is different. One of my souls now lives in her and crazily her death might weaken me.

“Again, I am reminding you… I don’t care!”I yelled back at her and she threw over her shoulder as she disappeared down the hallway.

The sting of her words settled in my chest. I stood there, motionless for a moment, watching her retreat.

My jaw tightened. I wouldn’t lie, hearing her call me a monster over and over had started to feel like someone was driving a blade between my ribs.

(This is why you need to reduce the killing of people since she is now in your life. Listen to her for once.) My wolf’s voice growled softly inside my head, surprising me.

(You haven’t spoken in years, and now the only time you open your mouth is to be in support of her?) My beast shot back bitterly.

(Of course. She is our mate. She deserves to be heard.) He replied.

I clenched my fists. “I don’t need your advice. She can hate me all she wants, I don't care.” I argued.

(You do care. If you didn’t, we wouldn’t be having this conversation.)

“Enough!” I growled aloud before I realized it, making the man beside me startled. His head lowered instantly.

“Get back to work!” I barked, and the fear rolling off my men was almost tangible. They obeyed, scattering quickly, but I could feel their eyes on me as they left.

Then Brian, my beta, lingered just a moment longer. “Hey, what did you do to her this time?” he asked biting into an apple.

I rolled my eyes. “I tried to explain why I punished that traitor, but she wouldn’t even let me speak. She just keeps calling me a monster.”

“Maybe because you are one,” Brian muttered under his breath, but loud enough for me to hear.

“Am I that brutal?” I asked suddenly, my voice quieter this time.

Brian blinked, clearly shocked as his eyes bore into that of mine. “You are seriously asking me that?”

“Yes, I am! Answer me.”

He just stared at me like I had grown two heads. “You know what? I am not getting dragged into whatever this is.”

“Get out.”

He raised his hands in surrender, smirking as he left. I rolled my eyes but didn’t stop him.

I turned toward the hallway and headed for her room. The door had been broken during her last outburst, still hanging slightly off its hinges.

“Get this door fixed as soon as possible,” I mind-linked Brian as I pushed it open.

She was sitting on the bed, staring at the floor, lost in thought. Her face was pale, her shoulders trembling.

“Leave,” she said the moment she saw me. Her voice was hoarse, but stronger than before.

I stepped further into the room. “The last time I checked, I own this mansion, this pack, and this room. No one tells me what to do in my own house.”

She stood, her fists clenched. “Fine. If you don’t want me here, then I will just leave. I never asked to be here anyway!”

Anger flared inside me. “You think you can just walk out? That’s too bad. Because I’m never letting you go… since you have my Lupin soul with you!”

She scoffed and sat back down, crossing her arms. The action shouldn’t have been anything special, but for some reason, I found it oddly… cute. I hated myself for even thinking that.

“I wasn’t the one who killed those bodies you saw today,” I said finally.

She didn’t look at me, but I am pretty sure she heard me.

“I punished that wolf you saw earlier because he betrayed the pack, letting rogues slip past our patrols. He put lives at risk. That punishment was meant as a warning.”

The room fell silent. I waited, half expecting her to scream at me again, but instead she finally looked at me.

“Really?” she asked softly.

“Yes,” I said, holding her gaze. “I haven’t killed anyone since you came here. Not because I couldn’t, but because I didn’t want to scare you more than I already have. But you still call me a monster every chance you get.”

Her lips trembled as she glared at me. “Just because you are an Alpha doesn’t mean you have the right to kill people whenever you feel like it. What if you were wrong? What if someone punished you the way you punish them?”

(My blood would never allow such humiliation,) my beast growled inside my head.

(Don’t scare her,) my wolf warned, but I could feel my control slipping.

I exhaled slowly. “My beast doesn’t agree with you,” I said finally.

She blinked at me. “You… have two creatures inside you?”

I nodded. Her eyes widened, and she took a cautious step closer.

“So the beast is the one who makes you so brutal,” she said quietly.

(Hey!) my beast growled out, his voice rumbling through my chest. She flinched and backed away.

(Hey. Stop scaring her,) my wolf snapped at him again.

“That’s insane,” she whispered. “How do you even control both of them?” I shrugged. “Some days, I don’t…. Like now.”

Her face paled and she turned away from me, muttering something I couldn’t catch, then faced me again.

“If you lose control one day, you might kill me.”

The words hit me like a blow. “I would never harm you,” I said through gritted teeth.

“You already are,” she shot back, her eyes shining with unshed tears.

For a long moment, we just stared at each other, the tension so thick it almost felt alive. I didn’t know what to say.

Everything inside me was a storm of anger, guilt, frustration.

Finally, she broke the silence. “I am tired. Just leave me alone.”

I didn’t move right away. Part of me wanted to argue, to make her understand, to force her to see that I wasn’t the monster she thought I was. But I knew if I stayed any longer, I would lose what little control I had left.

I turned and walked out of the room, slamming the broken door behind me.

“Get that door fixed tonight,” I mind-linked again.

As I walked down the hallway, my beast chuckled darkly. (She is breaking you, Alpha.)