The Alpha Can’t Sense His Mate

ZADOK

My jaws tightened as I saw Alpha Cole of the BloodMoon pack walking towards me with his flavour of the night.

It was one of the reasons I despised social gatherings. I put on a fake smile and met them halfway.

“Alpha Zadok! It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you. I thought you would miss this year’s ceremony too.”

His words were a double-edged sword.

“It’s hard to miss when I am the host. I’ve been quite busy these years. I didn’t realise I was causing an uproar by my absence.”

“Nonsense! We are all busy, Zadok. We all have packs even bigger to run. Yet you don’t see us shying away from the public’s eye.” He gestured around the hall – as though aiming to drive a point. “One will think you are hiding something, especially with your status as an unmated Alpha wolf. Don’t you want to find your mate? Or perhaps choose one from the strong females that attend the ceremony this year.”

“Don’t blame me if people find it hard to mind the business that pays them,” I force a chuckle, “I am not obliged to attend the mating ceremony if I have something more crucial to attend. My pack comes first.”

Cole tutted, “Twelve years is a long time, my friend.” He raised an eyebrow, “Or is there something you are hiding?”

I went straight to the point, done playing games. “Is there something you heard, Cole?”

He laughed, “You dropped the honorifics. I must have struck a chord. Perhaps I am not far from the truth?” He pondered aloud.

“You did it first. I don’t know or care to know what the hell you are talking about.” My tone was demeaning. “However, I wish you a good night.” My eyes flickered to his flavour for the night.

“I hope you put the ladies off their misery tonight and chose a darned mate, Alpha.” He said in a low tone but loud enough that I heard it.

I feel my blood boil at his sentence, but I refuse to let it get the best of me.

“I hope you find your mate too, Cole.” I fired, then tutted, “Oh yeah! You already did. Let’s hope the moon goddess blesses you with another-”

Before I could finish my sentence, Cole was pressed against me with his fists on my collars. “How dare you speak of her with that cursed mouth of yours?” He threatened, breathing fire.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Cole lost his mate a few years back because of his negligence. That was word on the street, and I didn’t know how true it was. However, I did know he was one crazy Alpha wolf. With his reaction to my words, I figured the rumours weren’t far from the truth.

I pulled his feeble fingers off my shirt and straightened up. A crowd of people stood, watching to see the battle unfold, but I had no plans to get down and dirty with him.

No matter how badly he asked for it.

“Nothing to see here,” I said, all eyes averted. “If you’ll excuse me, I need a drink,” I said to a fuming Cole and walked away.

Two steps away from Cole, I got hit with a distress call.

“Alpha! Alpha!” I hear the panicked voice of one of my patrol guards. “Rogues! We are under attack!”

I stop in my stride and command via mind link, “Calm down! Where are you, and where is Azriel?” I asked, preparing to deal with any rogue that thought it best to defy me at such a critical time.

“The farm! I can’t reach the beta! They are everywhere!”

My jaws tightened at the implications of his words. I maintained my cool and left the hall without a second thought.

“Azriel, where the hell are you?” I reached out to Azriel via mind-link as soon as I got out.

No response.

I tried reaching him again as I made my way to the farm. Everywhere seemed calm, but one thing that stood out to me was the lack of patrol guards in their designated places.

Athaliah and Azriel were supposed to deal with this. But for some reason, none of them were answering my calls. I was one step away from killing them. But I had to secure my pack.

If they weren’t aware, my pack was vulnerable. I didn’t like the sound of that.

With renewed strength, I returned to the farm, taking off articles of my clothing as I neared the place. On getting to the farm, I give my wolf fifty per cent control.

My claws elongated, and so did my fangs. My eyes turned red as I switched to my wolf’s eyes, which allowed me to see much farther than my humanoid eyes allowed.

I get inside the farm, and I’m shocked to see it empty. When I thought the worst, I saw a form in the middle of the farm, digging relentlessly.

With a snarl, I headed towards the rogue who dared to remain and steal from me. In a second, I got to the spot, and just when I wanted to end their miserable life, I was startled by the red hair that greeted me.

Noticing my presence, the thief turned around, bearing a deer-in-headlights look. It took a moment before I identified who it was. My face scrunched in suspicion.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, holding her by the elbow.

Ithra tried to get out of my hold to no avail, “Let me go!” She hissed and pulled out of my hold.

I was startled by her newfound strength. Just when I made to hold her the second time, I heard the bushes move and saw some rogues hidden in the bushes.

Ithra sensed my distraction and followed my eyes to the rogues that hid in the bushes.

She wasn’t bothered or surprised at their presence, which brought the conclusion that she knew they were there. She must have known they were here with her all along.

They laid ambush here, on the farm, one of the most secured places in my pack. The one place Ithra knew too well. I snarled at her betrayal, and she nearly tripped on her feet.

“You!” I cursed, brimming with anger.

Before I could finish my sentence, chaos broke, and the Rogues leapt out of their hiding. I let Kir take over, and the battle began.