Agitating

"Elyrian?" Damaris was shocked and confused. She couldn't believe that because thee was no way it could be posible, "That's not right."

Her attention fell on him as he looked back at her, his eyes was pleading and she could see the truth in them, he really was from Elyria, but, "I cannot be mated to someone from a different pack, can I?"

Triston held her gaze. His face was set straight and held no readable emotion, but his eyes spoke volume to Damaris. He took in a deep breath and let it out forcefully, finally the secret was out, and it would seem like his mate was not taking it well. His wolf whined within him and its sadness came to show on his face. Damaris' eyes still held his, waiting for a sort of reply from him, but his silence had given her all the answers she needed to be sure.

His heart beat calmed and he looked away from her, if she would not accept this fact, it would only make it more easier for him to reject her. He was the Alpha Prince Triston Valtor of the Redwood pack of Elyria anyways, being mated to a simple girl from Nyxoria was impossible and unacceptable, but yet, it had happened.

He looked back at her, if she wouldn't take this as it was, then he would reject her, even though he really did not want to. He would reject her before she rejected him, he still had a stupid pride and he didn't want it to be wounded.

"Imagine the drama that would come out of this," Zina said, addressing Triston and Damaris as she played with the whip in her hands, "If Alpha Prince Reyes knows about you and your mate, Alpha Prince Triston of the Redwood pack of Elyria, it would automatically mean the end of you first, Damaris, and then he would come after you."

"Don't agitate him, Zina," her mother cautioned her. She took her daughter by the arm and tried to pull her back and away from the man, but Zina was adamant.

"Or what mother?!" she snapped at her mother, yanking her hand away from her mother's grip, "He might be the Alpha Prince but he is clearly in the wrong territory, his title means absolutely nothing here! and he sure as hell can do me no harm!"

"You should listen to your mother," Triston said in a low voice but without looking at Zina, his gaze remined on the floor between them, "She has more wisdom than I have given her credit for."

Zina gritted her teeth and narrowed her eyes at the man. She needed her mother to back her up here, finally, they would be able to get rid of Damaris and Ivone, in one swift move and with good reason too. They had been plotting with Alppha Prince Triston Valtor of the Redwood pack against the Nightshade pack of Nyxoria, they had betrayed their kingdom and their loyalty to the crown, and such was punishable only by death.

"You have betrayed your own pack, Damaris," Zina said to her, repeating what she had plotted and arranged to tell Prince Reyes in her head, "Plotting with the rival against your own, such move will only be punishable by death!"

"You know that is not true!" Damaris said to her.

"What is true, is what I say to Prince Reyes, and I am telling you what I will say to him!" she chuckled and smirked, "You are free, however, according to the laws of Nyxoria, to plead your case and try to prove the innocence of yourself and your sister."

"My sister had noting to do with this!" Damaris was getting aggitated, "You leave her out of this, Zina!"

"Oh, then you do admit that you indeed are a part of this plot, Damaris Thane!" she twirled the whip in her hand and then lashed it against the floor, making Damaris jump a little, "I would love to see how you plan on protecting your precious little sister!"

"Zina...!"

"Prince Reyes will know about you little plot, Damaris! You and your little wolf sister will be blotted out of existence like the blemishes you are! And then your mate would be next!"

Triston snapped and stretched out his hand, seizing Zina by the throat. He yanked her closer to himself and squeezed harder, causing her to yelp and choke. His eyes were blood shot and his claws were beginning to extend. Damaris noticed this and quickly held him by the wrist. For a moment, her action distracted Triston and his grip on Zina's neck loosened, his head turned and his attention came to Damaris.

"This would start a war," she said to him calmly.

"The war had long begun," Triston said to her, anger still in his voice and his grip on Zina's neck tightened.

"She is Alpha Prince Reyes' mate now," she said and then begged, "Please don't do this."

"His mate or not, I would rip out her tongue and feed it back to her!" he said and shook Zina, "And then I would do the same to her precious mate if he came after me or my mate!"

Zina choked and clawed on his arm, trying to make him let her go, but he wouldn't budge, so she did the only thing she could think of, she transformed.

Triston's grip on her neck loosened, but his arm which was still stretched out was caught in between Zina's jaw and then she bit down hard on it. Triston let out a yell and immediately transformed, letting go of Damaris who crumbled to the floor. With his other arm, he hit Zina right across the face, sending her flying across the room. Immediately she transformed back to her human self, holding on to her bleeding mouth as her mother rushed to her side.

Triston stood powerfully on all fours and barked once at her, he let out a low rumble which came from his throat and then made to attack her with the intention of biting off her pretty little head but Damaris caught onto his fur and yelled out his name.

"Triston!"