Chapter 5

AMY

My eyes popped out, and I looked at the man standing at the door. His aura flowed in, but it was stopped by Charles' piercing gaze.

“What do you think you are doing?” Charles asked, and his tone was intended. I could easily identify his anger and the fury burning in his crimson eyes.

“She is mine!” Flint said with a hoarse voice that almost tore apart the room.

What the hell? What is Alpha Flint doing here?

Am I hallucinating? Claiming me? After he rejected me and married Kiara?

His coat was dripping, and each drop of rain sounded as loud as a drop of metal. The water running down his angry face was evidence of the rain falling so hard outside.

Did he just walk in the rain to come here?

In the twinkle of an eye, Charles was away from my side, and the next second, all I saw was Charles pressing his face against the wall.

The two men were pushing with their strength, and it was so unbelievable! Charles was obviously stronger than Flint, but Flint wasn't accepting defeat at all.

They were both grunting at each other, using most of their strength at the time. I couldn't believe my eyes for a while.

Are the two alphas fighting for me? My rejected mate and my present mate were fighting like it was the last thing they wanted to do.

Or is this the afterlife, and I am just imagining things happening? I punched myself back to reality before facing what was before me.

“Stop, please stop!” I yelled, but the men kept struggling and couldn't hear a word I was saying at all.

It was like they were in another dimension at the time. I struggled to pull the drip in my body away before getting down from the clinic bed.

I walked towards them and instantly hit them as hard as I could to break them apart.

“Please stop!” I yelled, but it was like they couldn't feel my touch or hear my words anymore. They were both staring at each other with their full strength.

Charles was not letting go of his head with his right hand, and Flint was holding on to the right hand, trying to break free.

Charles’ left hand wasn't jobless either. It was pressing the right-hand shoulder of Flint with a lot of energy, and I could visibly see that the bones would break at this point.

I could feel my tears threatening to fall out of frustration! I am not sure how I am meant to be able to tear off the fight between the two alphas.

The rain was still falling heavily, so no one would have heard their grunts and come to check up on them, and I am too weak to break them apart.

“Charles, stop!” I screamed, and just like that, I fell backwards due to being out of breath and energy, and before I could feel sharp pain in my back or butt due to the pain, I was held.

“Amy!” Charles called out and pulled me in; he was holding me so tight, like a baby, and I finally opened my eyes.

I had shut my eyes, expecting the worst after yelling out his name. He had finally released Flint, who now has a sober look.

They both looked worried seeing that I was almost hurt.

“I pushed off out of his embrace and stared at the two of them.

“Are you okay?”

“Are you fine?”

The two of them asked at the same time, and I could only stare at them, wondering what had changed when I was in the dungeon.

How did my story switch so fast from being rejected, humiliated, and also raped by a common guard to being a lycan’s mate and a mate two alphas are fighting for?

“What is this, Alpha Flint? Why are you here?” I questioned trying to resolve the issue before they end up holding each other's throats again.

“You are my mate; of course I need to be here!” He replied shamelessly, and I wondered what he ate that gave him so much confidence to say this.

Has he forgotten who he is speaking about? It is I, Amy!

The mate he rejected and locked in the dungeon because of the woman he had chosen!

I noticed that Charles was growling within him, and he was on the verge of breaking loose again.

I guess he is more agitated whenever Alpha Flint calls me his mate or his own woman. I immediately reached out for his hand in an attempt to comfort him and keep him in check.

“I think you are quite mistaken, your excellence, Alpha Flint!” I said, and his eyes widened.

“I am your mate, Amy. I am your mate. You are not going to go along with someone outside, someone you don't know!” He said, in a serious attempt to convince me.

Was that even a speech at all? He was the one who threw me away like a discarded card when he was with his woman, so how did I end up still being his mate and woman at the very moment?

Is he under a spell, or is he being hypnotized?

I rejected him, and the moon goddess was merciful enough to give me another mate, and now he is mad!

How does he want to reclaim me as his mate? Who does that?

I am sure this is all to satisfy his ego as an alpha. He didn't want me, and he doesn't want any other person to show an interest in me.

What a shame!

“Alpha Flint. I am sorry, but you are quite mistaken about my present identity.” I said, and he stepped forward, and Charles wanted to do the same, but I was faster than that.

I was able to hold him back and plead with him with my gaze.

He got the message and stepped back a little, leaving me and Flint.

“You are still mine, Amy!