Taran's POV
"You have no idea how lucky you are." I looked down at Rachel, holding up the piece of wood, "You would have died today if you had broken this."
Rachel stared at the blood-soaked wood with confusion but she didn't dare say anything.
"Who broke Willa's ribs?" I continued, but this time Crebreus calmed down. He was not looking for revenge, but proper punishment.
The girl behind Rachel burst into tears.
"What's your name?" I turned to that girl.
"Joann..." The girl murmured.
"Rachel, was Joann the one who crashed into Willa?" I asked.
"No..." Rachel was like a broken doll, mild and numb now, "It was Mike, he's her mate."
"Good." I nodded at Rachel before I turned to Kirsch, "Get him over here."
"Mike, come here." Kirsch didn't hesitate. He could feel through his mark on me that I calmed down by much.
The wolf who was pinning Willa down came limping. Kirsch kicked him good when he saved Willa.
"Rachel, you have got yourself a choice." I turned to Rachel, "Either you break Joann's ribs, or you let Mike break yours."
"Taran!" Nat shouted in horror, and I looked up at her with my lips curving.
"Yes?"
Nat shut up.
Rachel was no longer in tears. It took her only one round to learn that tears weren't going to get her out of the consequences of her action.
She turned, facing Joann with a hesitant look.
"Rach!" Joann shouted in a horrified look, staring at Rachel in disbelief. Of course Rachel would choose to hurt her. I didn't care which her choice would be. One way or another, there wouldn't be anyone who would dare to help Rachel in her evil biddings again.
Mike moved.
The wolf crashed right into Rachel's sides, and Rachel screamed before she rolled on the ground for several meters.
"Mike, shift back and talk to me," I called Mike back. Though I was no longer the Alpha, Mike didn't dare disobey when he witnessed what happened to Rachel.
"It looks like to me that Rachel is not hurt as bad as Willa, why do you think that is?" I asked Mike in a cold tone. He shivered.
"I stomped on Willa twice after I crashed into her." Mike lowered his head, "I didn't know what got into me. It felt like an okay thing to do at the moment."
"Honesty, that's admirable." I nodded, "I won't force you to hurt your mate then. You can choose either to hurt her, or let your mate hurt you."
"Thanks, Alpha. I choose to let Joann hurt me." Mike bared his neck at me, "I was Rachel's friend first. Joann only joined our group after I turned 18 and found that she was my mate."
"Why were YOU in on this?" I asked.
"I had a crush on Rachel before I turned 18." Mike was very honest, "It was only small jokes in the beginning, but then we got bolder because no one ever dared go against us. That's why Rachel hates Willa so much. Willa was the first to challenge her."
"Go ask your mate." I nodded at Mike. It took him a while to calm Joann down and persuaded her to shift and crashed into him.
"Rachel," I called Rachel again. She was still lying on the ground.
"Taran, please--" Nat came forward and I grabbed her by her neck before she could say anything else. My patience with her was running out.
"I'm teaching Rachel the lesson that you ought to have taught her a long time ago," I narrowed my eyes at Nat, "you defy me one more time, and I WILL deal with you first."
Nat's lips shivered as her body stiffed in fear. I guess it WAS long since I turned rogue. She never dared to defy me like this when I was still the Alpha.
"Yes, Alpha." Nat bared her neck at me, lowering her head and backing down. This time she didn't dare to even look up. Rachel was lying on the ground when Nat came up to me, and now she stood up and walked to me slowly with her hand pressed on her injured waist.
She knew Nat couldn't save her this time.
"Alpha," Rachel mumbled after she came to me. She didn't dare look into my eyes. Alphas won't allow that kind of challenge.
"Though only three month away, you are still underage. I spoiled you, and that's the consequences I have to live with." I held out my right arm, locking my eyes on Rachel as I called, "Kirsch, you know what to do."
Kirsch hesitated for a second but then he stepped up and grabbed my wrist before he broke my forearm's bone in half.
Rachel gasped in horror at the cracking sound, covering her mouth with her own hands, and tears fell down her cheeks. Unlike her usual sobbing, this time it was genuine tears out of fear and sadness instead of an act.
I guess there was hope in her after all.
"Alpha Kirsch, it's all yours." I gripped my forearm with my left hand, frowning in pain as sweat fell.
Bone healing was the worst because the fractured pieces moves in your flesh when they got back into their original location, which was what Willa was going through right now. Luckily she was out cold, or it would be much worse.
I couldn't suffer the pain on Willa's behalf, at least I could suffer WITH her.
Kirsch knew what I wanted him to say--
"So long as you are in my pack, I will be responsible for you. You are protected, but you are also bounded by my rules. Your actions have consequences, and you alone will live with that."
Rachel bared her neck at Kirsch before she went and hide behind Nat.
To be frank, the punishments I gave out today weren't too severe, considering they all had their wolves. They could heal within hours, or at most, a few days. Willa couldn't. What they did to her was much worse still than what I did to them.
I would have killed today if it wasn't for Willa's gift.
I took Willa into my arms and headed to the pack. Pain burst out the second Willa's weight fell on my broken arm, but I didn't want anyone else to touch her.
She was mine.
"Alpha," Kirsch called me before he bowed, and the rest of the wolves followed him.
"I'm not the Alpha, you are." I turned around, "But yes, I AM back."
Willa's POV "No!!!" I jerked up at the horror of taking the Alpha's blood in the dads-moms way, only to find myself in my own bed with the cover over me. I couldn't even feel any pain on my side when it was so real a moment ago! It was like all that happened was only a horrible nightmare! I fell back down into my pillow with a smile. This was so great! Only a dream!! Why would I even dream of doing such a thing with the Alpha though?! "You are awake." A cold voice rose beside me and I shot my eyes open in utter horror. I peeked sideway at the corners of my eyes, and then froze right where I was. There he was, the REAL cold Alpha, sitting in a chair beside my bed with his arms folded. "Am I still dreaming?" I murmured, hoping for a confirmed answer. The Alpha frowned. Nope, this was the real one. So it all happened?! Rachel really hurt me and was going to rip off my cloth? The Alpha really saved me?--
Willa's POV I darted my eyes at the seat in front of me, and then I darted them back at the Alpha. "What?" He asked with a shrug. "Why am I at your house?" I asked, trying to suppress my impatience. I couldn't afford to shout at the Alpha...I repeated in my mind as I forced a smile. "You were injured, so..." He shrug again. How was that even a logical answer?! I got a house! Though it was also technique his, but... "I want to go home." "This IS your home, from now on." "This is YOUR home. You gave me a home, a week ago." I frowned. How was I supposed to hide my one million secrets from the Alpha when I live IN his house?! "Exactly, now I'm giving you this one." He grinned at me. He grinned at me! Something was wrong with him. Either that was Rudy, or he won the lottery. But it wasn't Rudy because his eyes didn't flicker. The Alpha stared at me, and I stared at him-- "Please don't
Willa's POV Al and Alpha Kirsch sat at the two ends of the dining table, and I sat on the first seat on Al's right-hand side. I never paid too much attention to food, but Al's cooking really blew my mind. I couldn't stop myself from getting more pancakes and making different combinations under Al's suggestion. Though it was such a waste to Kirsch because he just put everything together and piled a pancake mountain on his plate. "It's Sunday, where are you gonna work on a Sunday?" I turned to Kirsch after I bit the tip of a huge strawberry. "To the whorehouse, maybe?" Al teased as he leaned toward me. I pressed my lips to hold back the laugh, glancing at the cold Alpha in a sneaky way in case I met his eyes. Al took that chance and bit on the other half of the strawberry in my hand! Sneaky! "I'm not the one drowning in alcohol and women." Kirsch narrowed his eyes at Al, who grinned with mischief. "Really?!" I exclaimed, eyes fix
Taran's POV Searing pain exploded in my chest when Willa said she would rather go to a hospital than let me heal her. I knew it was stupid to feel hurt over such a thing, but the pain of rejection was real. At that moment, I could barely control myself to act normal, let alone smile. I used my arm with great force to inflict pain, that was the only way to cast away the pain in my chest, just by a little. Kirsch stood up to clean the table after breakfast. Kirsch always cleaned when I cook for him. He was a disaster at cooking. I wanted to talk to Willa with this chance but she just grabbed the empty plates out of Kirsch's hand, dodging my eyes: "I'll do it." She was trying to avoid me. Kirsch didn't insist. Instead, he turned to me: "Can we talk?" Though we knew Willa doesn't have a wolf, we still left the house in case she could hear us. We both knew the topic we had in mind was not "Willa-friendly". "She's your mate, isn't sh
Kirsch's POV I should have known that Willa was Taran's mate. I should have noticed a long time ago. I didn't think of it because I was so focused on my feelings toward Willa. There were so many signs. He "attacked" them only to flee himself; He got upset at me joking about Nat being his mate for the very first time; he got grumpy when he thought I might have seen Willa change. I should have known. I didn't think it that way because I didn't thought Crebreus was able to love. He was cold to everyone. He had no friend. He was mad. But Cerberus changed, after he met Willa. He even came out to talk to her this morning in the kitchen. He never came out to "talk", the only times he came out was to punish and rule when Taran was still the Alpha. That was why Rudy was confused about Willa! I only felt the similar pull to Willa, but not as strong at to Taran because I marked him by mistake, and b
Willa's POV I thought Alpha Kirsch went out with Al, but Al came back before I could even finish washing the dishes. "Let me help?" Al reached for the plate in my hand, his finger long and straight. I stared his hand into reaching mine. "It's fine, you are injured." I dodged his fingers and put the plate on the stand. Al paused for a second. It felt like he wanted to take my wrist, but in the end, he just put down his hand with a sad smile. "I'm going out, will be back in a couple of hours." Al put his hand behind his back as he leaned on the kitchen's entrance, "You will be alright for a few hours by yourself?" "Of course!" "There is a pool on the balcony on the third floor, feel free to enjoy." "Thanks." I finished all the dishes before I dared to look up, and to my relief, Al was gone. I wasn't really good at keeping friends, let alone a friend that I had a crush on who also had a mate. I was grateful to be l
Willa's POV I reached for the glass in front of me, but Al pulled it away. "You are underage." He said simply. "Well, it's a bar. The fun IS liquor!" I frowned, reaching out for the glass again. Al grabbed my wrist, stopping me with a chuckle. "You asked my idea of fun, I didn't say it was for all ages!" Al rolled his eyes. "Well, are you having fun then?" I narrowed my eyes with a deadpan. His facial expression when he drank wasn't exactly saying fun. "The meaning of liquor is not 'fun'." Al air quoted at me, and that left the glass unguarded! I stole the glass from him and he reached over to get it back. Nice try. I turned around and took the glass into my arms with my back facing Al. He chuckled at my "defense" when he nearly grabbed my arm instead, but he didn't touch me. "Just a sip!" I looked at Al over my shoulder, protecting my trophy as I pleaded. "It's against the law." Al looked down at me, hi
Willa's POV "Are you sure about this? Last chance to back out." Al asked me in the pitch-black room, taking my hand into his. "I think I am. I wanted it in the first place." I nodded in a serious tone. "You will regret it." Al sighed, worrying about my decision as he took me into his arms. "I never regret anything." I tip-toed and pecked him on the apple of his throat. He chuckled. Light suddenly burst out in the room, and the horror movie started. The movie was alright. A few jump scare scenes, a few death in a bloody way, nothing too fancy. People screamed a few times, but that was that. "You alright?" Al bent his head at me, draping his arm on my shoulder with a smirk. He was too tall for me to do the same. "Of course! So a man she knew came to her house, only to be found later that he was the real killer that had been after her, big deal." I rolled my eyes, feeling a bit lightheaded after the drink. Maybe th