All Chapters of Driven To Kill The Cruel Alpha: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

~Jacob~Lucien indeed hated anything called women, so why was he so obsessed with finding that maid called Welma? I wanted to frustrate him by asking if he had formed a bond with her. Honestly, that wouldn't have ended well, and I was relieved I never thought of saying that while he was standing in front of me.Welma should be in some faraway land by now—that is, if she loved her life. I personally promised her I would kill her before anyone else did if she ever came back to Hoston. Luckily for her, I gifted her more than enough money for sustenance along her journey. With that, she should be able to start a new life.For weeks now, I hadn't contacted Elsa, not even her father, to ask about the child and its mother. I couldn't contain the excitement of becoming a dad already. I would hold my very own child in my arms and cradle it with the best care I knew how to give.The feeling of becoming a father should indeed be strange and apprehensive to every man, especially when they have no

~Jacob~“What?” I asked in renewed shock.Arthur sat on the floor beside me. “Since the last time the Draegors Pack embraced their abstinence from women, the deceased wolves from several years ago can awaken if wolves defy the sacred laws. Just like you and your mate sharing intimacy before marriage, as we have here. The Undead Wolves awaken and attack. And no one can actually stop them,” he explained.“The Undead Wolves?” I repeated.Arthur nodded. “That should be disturbing enough, Jacob. The Undead are spiritual entities that can act in both the metaphysical and physical realms. You don't want to jeopardize this pack. And your lover's pack as well.”“But this is my first child. What am I supposed to do?” I enquired.Arthur patted my shoulder. “You need to start acting like the prince you are, Alpha. If that child is born, we can never survive the raid of the Undead Wolves. No one can.”I looked at Arthur, wondering what that advice truly meant.“What do you possibly mean by that? T

~Seraphina~ Together, we can do almost anything. That was what Elsa often told me every time I returned home or whenever either of us felt lonely. I always had little faith in her quotes, until now. I couldn't believe I had been trying to reach Elsa for days now—weeks, actually. She never called back whenever I called her. Text messages received no replies either. It was all blank and bleak. At some point, I wanted to argue with myself that I had offended her. But that seemed like a foolish idea. Elsa's heart often melted whenever I told her how she made me feel. But even at that, Seth had also betrayed our little trust. If it could somehow be accepted that I had offended Elsa, or perhaps she had simply been too busy for me, should Seth also disappear without reaching out? I hated every single bit of it. It made me feel sick and... freaked out. There were only a few weeks left before our project would be concluded, and I couldn't stand not hearing from anyone in the family. I

~Lucien~Maids and guards alike rushed downstairs to meet Jacob, whom everyone had thought was missing. I calmly sipped from my drink before making my way downstairs.Outside in the courtyard, the weakling stood with his shoulders drooped as he lazily stared at me. Yet there was nothing lazy about the look in his eyes. In Jacob's gaze lingered the visage of his wolf; he was only half-transformed. The coarse hairs spreading along the sides of his face gave it away, as did the dark strands creeping along his forearms.Seeing him in such a miserable state, I almost felt the urge to tell him to wash himself properly and ask one of the maids to prepare a decent meal.None of the guards dared step forward to support him, nor did any of the maids offer their hands.Because standing before Jacob now, I couldn't help feeling I wasn't looking at the Jacob I knew. Was it really because I erased what would have benefited us, his own pack?“Why are you barking all about? You should get yourself cl

~Lucien~I didn't feel an iota of regret for ending Jacob's life. Even if he had demonstrated quite a strong will in attacking me, it was already arranged that he was never going to make it through me.Traditions never accepted that; that two brothers should face each other in a blood battle. And although Jacob realized how much I held back from him, he refused to listen. I was better off with him gone. At least, I didn't have a weakling as a brother anymore. And it would be rare before another wolf became wild enough to question me about the concept of love. The very mention of it always tasted like bile whenever it crossed my tongue.Arthur had slowly shifted backward as he wailed all he could. The wiser ones among the betas did not hesitate to wrap up Jacob's body and carry him inside. Soon or later, the appeasing ritual wouod begin.Even as they took him away, I found myself staring directly at Arthur where he knelt. He never moved for a long time, just watching and drowning in w