Sold To My Alpha Mate

Third Person’s POV© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

He was seated at the table, his fingers slowly striking the round table with his eyes scheming through the faces of the elders who were seated around him.

There was silence in the room, as though there were contemplations made within each man’s thoughts, and from the faces of the people who surrounded him, it was evident that even the ones he regarded as being the most intelligent were also as confused as he was.

“Nothing?” He spoke out, breaking the silence in the room, followed by a smack of his lips in slight frustration.

He heaved a heavy sigh, pushed himself backwards as he leaned on the backrest of the chair while he puzzled harder than before.

“There has to be something we can do to end this manslaughter. There’s probably someone out there, somewhere, planning out another strike with a smarter mind than ours. How then do we outsmart a person we never know? I need ideas, and not silence!” He said to them again.

He yelled his last words with so much fury, and inhaled heavily as though he had finally regained his mind.

“I suggest we place watchdogs around the sensitive parts of the pack.” One of the elderly men uttered. His words were stuttered, and he struggled to push himself forward in a bid to gather the attention of the people.

“To the best of our knowledge, this person has attacked the region where he thought we had abandoned. Perhaps, if we have attention to these places, and place some of our most trusted men as decoys and watchdogs there, it would be easy to fend off attack on the innocent citizens.” He continued.

Venom had his eyes glued on the elderly one, but had his mind running through the words he had uttered. He looked upwards and downwards, rolling his eyes from left to right as though he tried to envision the reality of his words.

But before he could utter any words, a young agile man rushed into the room, and fell on his knees. He was dressed in a guard’s armour, and breathed heavily as he tried uttering the information he had.

“Alpha Venom? We just received words from our troops in the West region. There’s an attack there, and our men are not enough to fight back” he said as he looked at Venom.

He looked at the elderly ones. He had the conviction that it could be the same person who had caused the previous manslaughter. But even if he was wrong with what he suspected, he had determined never to let the chances catch up with him again.

“Gather every man who’s available. We’re heading to the west region immediately” he said to the younger one.

He leaped off his chair, and grabbed a sword as he headed towards the west. As soon as he arrived, he sighted the men at the other end, one of which had alerted the others that he was present.

One of the men rushed towards Venom, yelling with so much energy and his sword raised high to attack. The other blocked his strike, defending every move which he made, and running him through with his sword before he headed for another.

Another stood before him, glaring straight into venom’s eyes. He wrapped his fingers around the grip of the sword tightly. But his face changed as soon as he turned around to realize that Venom’s men were already slaying his, running most of them through, and slicing them with their swords.

“It’s best you give up. You’re already getting outnumbered” Venom said to him. The other looked around, and his eyes widened at the pool of blood which ran through the floor, staring at his men who laid lifeless, and some with parts of their bodies separated.

“No..!” He said. He shook his head viciously and stubbornly, breathing in and out so heavy as though he was rekindling his fury towards Venom.

He ran towards Venom, swung his sword from the left and the right, trying to let his blade tear through Venom’s skin. But the other was faster, blocking every strike.

Venom kicked him around his left knee, causing the other to fall to his knee. He struck the sword from the other’s hand, leaving the other defenseless, and pointed his sword at the other.

“First it was a voluntary surrender I asked of you. Now you kneel before me.” Venom said with a certain joy inside of him.

“Now you’re going to answer every one of my questions.” Venom said to him again.

“Who are you? Who sent you? Why are you attacking my people?” Venom asked him again.

The other was unmoved, not flinching by the sight of the sword, or by the feel of the sword’s blade being placed on his neck. He wore a smile on his face, chuckling slightly before he continued, “You don’t expect me to answer those questions, do you?”

“I don’t expect you to answer it with all willingness. I know your type of person. Only force and hardening would cause you to spill out all you know. And when I thought I wasn’t going down that lane, you’ve forced me to do so. So, I’ll give you the best time and place to rethink your answers, and trust me, it could be your last thought on this world” venom said to him.

Venom wore a smile on his face as he uttered the words, and with the pommel of the sword in his hand, he smashed it against the temple of his head. The other was knocked out completely, falling unconsciously to the ground with his head hitting hard against the ground.

Venom put his sword in its scabbard before he turned around to his men and said to them, “Take him back to the pack house. Tie him up in the dungeon. I’ll drive out the answers from his mouth myself.”.

He looked away as his men dragged the other from the ground, and within him, he felt the confidence that he had an edge in ending the troubles of the pack.