|| ELINDA's POV ||
It was insane how easily people could judge you. Matteo's indirect insult at me only made me angrier. Fiona stretched her hands out to drag me outside. One sharp glare from my eyes, her wolf shuddered, taking a step back to show submission.
Matteo shot me another glare but he couldn't meet my eyes anymore. When a Royal took charge, average wolves couldn't stand the dominant power in front of her. I spat firmly, taking a step forward to the boy,
" Stay back. I can fix him. If I fail, you are allowed to insult me."
Matteo retorted weakly, staying a few steps away since he couldn't enter inside my dominance wave,
" You... don't.. you will kill him."
I ignored his words and opened up my mouth to bite on my wrist. Blood leaked out of it, sliding it down to my skin. I held it down on the lips of the dying boy. Fiona grumbled impatiently,
" What are you doing, witch? You will kill him."
I ignored her unnecessary banter. Moments afterward, the boy started coughing violently, turning paler than before. Matteo cursed with anger, shooting me his death glare,
" Fuck!! This woman..."
" What is happening here?", the sound of Alexis's voice stiffened me at my place. Each time he was near me, I felt the obvious discomfort in my heart.
Fiona didn't waste a second to run over to him. She whined, pretending to be crying,
" Don, look at your guest. She has killed little Morphi. She gave him her blood. Now the boy has turned worse and is dying."
Alexis's eyes snapped at me with rage then fell to the little guy who was vomiting uncontrollably. He came at me, grabbing me by my forearms to spit on my face,
" You have every damn right to hate me, Princess but don't include my people in your hatred."
My mouth fell open speechlessly. Did he think that I was trying to kill this little guy?
I tried to explain, but pain and anger were clogging my throat,
" Listen to me...I didn't..."
Matteo cut in, his eyes were wide in disbelief as he looked back at the little guy behind me,
" He is well now."
We both looked over the boy. He returned to its usual color, breathing heavily. My shoulders slumped down in relief. For a second, I was scared too of his condition. Alexis went over to check the pulse of the boy. When he felt it, he looked over at me regretting it. I swallowed the lump in my throat and explained it with a scoff,
" In case, some have forgotten. I happened to grow up with my doctor's parents. Royal blood can heal werewolves. Not everyone is a monster like you, Mr.Alexis."
Matteo wanted to say something but I had already walked out of the room. Fiona's expression gave me the best satisfaction. She looked like she just ate some shit.
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|| ALEXIS's POV ||
Fuck!!
I had never felt so irritated with myself!
How did I forget that she was the light? It was me who was the darkness in her life.
Regret grappled my soul as soon as she was gone from the soon. The pack member miraculously healed faster than normal. It was the stupidity of mine to believe everyone except her.
I sipped my wine absentmindedly as I watched over the trading list. Luke, my cousin walked over to me, a dead deer hanging over his shoulders. He had a habit of hunting like a human. He didn't stay in our pack house as the distant packs were assigned under his care.
Luke asked with the cigarette between his lips, dropping the deer aside like a piece of trash,
" You seem angry. Any reason?"
I glared at him murderously. It was his idea to date Elinda at the beginning. Before I could say anything, Luke let out a whistle, staring at some corner,
" Wow! Who is that hottie? Is she your new item after Fiona?"
My eyes traveled to follow his direction. The sight that I saw made my blood boil in anger, my cock twitching in desire. Elinda came down from the second floor in a very short fork. Her ass was almost exposed as she wandered in front of the trainee warriors. I swore that I wanted to dig their eyes out. I let out a growl, grasping the paper,
"Don't..LOOK..."
Luke gave me a strange look. After stealing another look at Elinda, he swallowed hard before muttering,
" Isn't she Elinda.. from our college? How could she..."
I cut him off with a roar, grabbing the wine glass and finishing it off,
" You are dismissed, Luke. Go back!"
Luke didn't dare to say anymore. On his leave, I watched Elinda again. This time, she was laughing with some young boys in her hot dress. Gosh! I wanted to spank her ass for showing off.
It became unbearable when her laughter with the boys reached my ears. I stood up in a shot, already heading on their way. The boys ran in different directions on my arrival. Elinda gave me a black look, unhappy at my presence,
" What?? Why did you send them away?"
I eyed down at her purple dress. It was provoking and could turn on any man. I commanded it with a growl, holding her forearms,
" TAKE IT OFF, PRINCESS!"
Elinda sneered at me, jerking my hands off her body,
" YOU CAN'T ORDER ME! I am not your pack member, Don. Whatever I wear, it has nothing to do with you. Just stay the fuck out of my business."
Please.. Did she think that I couldn't control her because I fucking rejected her?
I pulled her over my shoulders, her scream echoing in the field. Everyone stared our way, but I ignored them. I carried her upstairs over my shoulders, her beatings falling on my back. She cried hysterically,
" LEAVE ME ALONE! I hate you, Leo."
I dropped her on her butt over the bed. She wanted to run away but I held her down, ordering in my Alpha voice,
" TAKE IT OFF or...I will take it off for you, Princess."
Elinda stared at me, her lips trembling in anger. After a while, she blurted out with a hiss,
" Do it then! I would like to see how far you control. Do it for me, Alex. Take it off since you hate it so much."
I clenched my jaw at her words. She was provoking my anger but I never found it easy. How could I resist my urge when I looked at her body?
At the same time, I hated it when men eyed her body, dreaming about her hips and curves. It turned me mad unreasonably. I let out a scoff and followed her wish. Grabbing the hem of her dress, I tore it apart swiftly, her surprised gasp hitting straight to my groin.
How could a woman be so damn perfect?
Her black bra popped out under my eyes. She became stiff but she forced herself to act bold. My mouth watered at the sight of her breasts. It had grown fully and I wouldn't mind tasting the buds. I stared down at her body for a while, then leaned over to her until our faces were inches apart. I muttered my words through harsh breathing,
" I will resist you even if you are standing naked in front of me, Princess. Do you know why? Because I am fucking loyal to my best friend."
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Chapter 176|| ALEXIS'S POV ||I was paralyzed, staring at Elias, my entire universe centered on these tiny golden dots that glittered like gold in his eyes. It was for a moment, but I caught it. I knew what I saw. That color—dazzling, fierce yellow, the same color that had burned in my own eyes when I first transformed as an Alpha—flashed in his eyes like a secret trying to break free. My own chest pulled tight, all of my muscles taut with shock and something far deeper, far heavier.I couldn't catch my breath for a moment. My hands trembled as I held him close to me, my fingers resting softly on his thin arms as if I were scared that if I let go of him, he would be gone from me. My mind chanted one thing over and over again. He's mine. He has to be mine. That yellow wasn't a trick of light. That was Alpha blood coursing through him, despite how young he was.Elias blinked up at me in wide confusion, unaware of the storm that had possessed my chest. His lips opened as if he were go
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