Chapter 12

Alpha Sebastian

"Why is the newcomer talking to the witches?", i turn to my Beta, Thomas, as my eyes find her easily inside the big crowd. It's like my vision searches for her silhouette by default. Her brown hair flows freely on her shoulders as she bounces at the nearest candy stand, followed by her son Hektor and three more boys, i only assume are her sons too. She is talking vividly with Ethel, Rachel and Rosalind, three of the five witches from the Blue Moon Clan. Even amongst all that noise, i can hear her distinctive laughter. My chest is getting tight again, my head is lightly throbbing and my breath is growing heavy. What is wrong with me? What is this power this woman has on me and i can't control my own body?

I didn't want to come. Like every previous year, i wanted to mourn on my own, away from everyone. But this year is not the same. I have a second mate. My wolf hasn't eased one second from the time we met her yesterday morning. He wanted to see her again so badly, it was impossible for me to rest. He was certain she would be here and he was not wrong. I mindlinked Thomas earlier, informing him of my decision to attend this year's Fair and he was shocked. But he did show up on time and let everyone know i was going, so all my pack is there to see me. I tried my hardest to find something decent to wear, however my taste, and interest, in clothing is next to none. I could at least brush my untamed hair and bushy long beard, as Thomas pointed out rather rudely upon seeing me, but i couldn't bother, either. Hell, i showed up, don't have more expectations from me, people.

"Well... How can i say this." he says, looking at his shoes. "She is a witch too.", Thomas says, looking at me sideways and backing his head a bit. "She told me she practices, and i have seen some of her power myself. Plus, she has a lot of witchy staff in her house." My head turns to him before i can think.

"You have been in her house?", i snarl. My face starts heating up, imagining what they could be doing in her bed, but i manage to compose myself. She is a witch, he said. My second mate is a witch! What kind of twisted prank is the Moon Goddess playing on me??? And she already seems to have gained control over me. With her perfect smile and her calming vibes, trying to seduce me. That's not right. That's not me. That, is not happening. She probably has cursed me already.

"Yeah, she invited me and my son over for breakfast, like, two days ago. And some others from the pack, as well. She already knows about us. Is this a problem, Alpha?", he turns to me as my Alpha aura gets stronger by my frustration, and his mouth fell open as his eyes lift up to my face. The word 'furious' is not enough to describe what i feel right now, my eyes darting at his as i turn my whole body to face him. He backs up a little, trying to gain some distance from me. But, if i ever wanted to attack him, that distance wouldn't help him at all.

"I don't want you to talk to her ever again.", i say, as calmly as i can. My head is spinning and the weird lump in my throat is getting tighter.

"You can't be serious, Alpha, right?", Thomas exhales surprised. "I have been without a mate for five years, after Maria died. I really like her and i already told her i will be...",he tries to explain himself.

"I don't. Want you. To talk. To her. Ever. Again!", i hiss towards my Beta. I don't like repeating myself. "Not you, not anyone from the pack. She is not welcomed here. I allow the local witch clans to exist, but i will not have them recruit outsiders." Thomas swallows hard, his eyes glued to me but his head turned on the side, letting me know he wants no trouble.

"Yes, Alpha".

I instantly mindlink the same command to the rest of the pack. My head is spinning and all i want to do is scream my lungs out while killing everyone on sight. A witch. And apparently not like the witches we have in the town, she must be powerful enough for me to sense her like that. I knew something was strange about her. I thought having a human mate would be a degradation, but i would take that a thousand times over having a witch as one. I growl loudly as a severe pain in my chest appears all of a sudden. I shove Thomas on the side and dart for the exit. I know rejecting the mating will have its toll on us both, but i am used to pain. In fact i prefer this better than mating with a witch. But as i am thinking all of these, her dark blue eyes pop up in my head, and for a split second i can see her looking at me worried, like yesterday in the supermarket. For a split second, the pain subsides and my body loosens up a bit, until the word 'witch' comes dancing around in front of her imaginery face, causing all the pain to return. I let out another loud growl as i fight my tears back, while shifting and running out of town in a blink of an eye. I didn't know i had a spark of hope inside of me, until now that i lost all.