Alle Kapitel von ALPHA GAMES: The Blood Alpha's Impossible Mate: Kapitel 51 – Kapitel 60

SORENMy heart was heavy. I was in constant ache, and I didn’t know what to do. I had promised Amira that I would give her a day to sort out her feelings. Well, I hadn’t exactly promised to give her a day but she had asked for it and I knew better than to go in search of her when she was mad. It would only make her angrier.But that didn’t mean that I was happy about it. I felt lost without her. It was as though my body was being deprived of air and it had been that way since we mated. I could not bear to be from her for too long and it was why I was going to talk to her about telling the pack about our mate bond. If we didn’t speak out, my father would never understand why I wanted to stop the mate bond. I still planned to leave the pack with Amira, but that was if they didn’t accept us after we told them.I didn’t want to rip her from the world she had known all her life. It would be cruel to ask her to abandon her father because of our mate bond but I would not be separated from

AMIRAI didn’t know how far I had walked but right now, I could no longer move any longer. My legs were aching, not more than my heart but I knew I still needed to move on.I couldn’t even dare to settle in any of the closer packs because if my dad or Soren come looking for me, leaving would have been fruitless.I eyed the orb in my hand, wondering if I should use it. Ruelle had given me a spelled magic orb that would transport me to the borders of a town she had read about where humans who knew of werewolf existence lived.She said she had read about it in a book, and they were the friendliest people, but I would have to live as a human because it was practically a human town.“Using this would mean I won’t be coming back here” I muttered to myself “Not like I planned to but this is hitting the final nail on the head. It’s barely a day and I already miss home but I need to get out before the dark ones sense me”I tapped the orb three times like Ruelle had instructed me to and watched

SOREN Everything felt numb. The ache in my chest had dulled to the extent that it was as though it was never there. There was chaos in front of me, yet it felt like the world around me was eerily silent. The fear on their faces felt so good I could almost taste it. This wasn’t me but somehow I couldn’t locate the previous me who could feel emotions so easily. It was as though they had come to a halt. It was scary yet it felt oddly familiar and warm. I felt hollow, cold and distant. A shell of who I was before the painful news of Amira’s disappearance had hit me. It was as though that Soren belonged in a time that was centuries lost and not just a few minutes ago. My body moved from the spot and I looked around me, shocked by the outcome. Noah’s house or what was supposed to be Noah’s house had been reduced to ashes, along with what was left of Amira’s memories. I did this. No, Ignis did. That bastard that I had been trying to keep at bay my entire life was now free and I knew

AUTHOR’S POVThe air was tense. No one was happy and the pack members had the expression on their faces like they would rather be anywhere else that watch Soren be mated to Ivannah.The moon loomed high above them, casting its silver glow on the pack members as they murmured and voiced their displeasures.Soren stood motionless, dressed in the white ceremonial robe of a groom. His face was passive as the ritual unfolded. Ivannah stood beside him and if he didn’t care about the ceremony or her, maybe he would have thought she looked beautiful.Ivannah was also dressed in white, her hair had been adorned with gold ornaments and her lips were curved in a triumphant smile. This was her victory and it was his defeat.“That should have been Amira’s place” Soren muttered bitterly. It was very hard for him to find a balance between the anger and hatred he felt for Amira and also the love that burnt fiercely for her at his core.Elder Malachi began the ritual chants. His ancient voice weaving

AUTHOR’S POV Curtis Black, the rogue king sat on his the throne with sick glee on his face. His fingers drummed idly on the armrest of the overly opulent throne.His soldiers, the dark ones who were wolves that had gone feral or mad after losing their mates stood before him. One of Curtis’ ability as a red flame elemental was to be able to turn wolves who had lost their mind into obedient slaves which he called the dark ones. They were forever loyal to him and would die for him. He used them to become the rogue king. His golden eyes gleamed with amusement as he listened to one of his dark soldiers recount the event he had experienced with Soren in a recent pack massacre. “So,” Curtis mused, leaning forward with a smirk “It seems my dear cousin has made a name for himself” “Yes, Alpha Curtis” the dark wolf, a man with hollowed cheeks replied. The fear of what he had seen earlier still on his face “The blood Alpha is truly a beast without mercy. One disrespect and he has wolves wi