Shilister grits his jaw, "I would watch my mouth if I were you. Forget it," he sighs. " I wish you to join me."
"What are your thoughts on taking over as the Alpha of one of the most powerful packs? Not like I'm making you, I just wanted to know your thoughts." Shilister let out, eyes filled with menace, observing Soren's every changing expression.
"I would rather leave this pack because it would be wrong to master Zale. I'm not planning to go against him." Soren said nonchalantly.
Soren glared at his shamelessness by the way he asked so casually.
"Until now I'd listen to you because of Zale but I'm over it now cause he's doing fine. Whatever you're up to, deal with it yourself. What made you think that I'm going to accept and help you in horrible deeds." Soren condemns shilister and his deal. He swears to tell Leo and Elinor about this, the first thing after reaching there.
However, shilister, who can also can read Soren's mind let's out. "Well I have already guessed this reaction from an oh-so-great tiger like you but I like to warn you. No, I like you to threaten you about confessing anything about this to those foxes."
Shilister gazed at Willard and nodded his head, who too nodded and left the room. Shilister turned his eyes to Soren who was stunned to think or speak anything.
"Inform them only if you want me to throw them out from the mansion they're staying in peacefully and toss them towards their doom," Shilister said and Soren glared at him, clenching his fists.
He thought why he'd always been so helpless in front of this shitface.
"Now, give Zale the drops on time so he can heal quickly and keep informing me about his health."
The beta arrived before Soren could speak and handed him the bottle full of potion. He examined the bottle, the shape and colour is different from the one which he usually gets.
"It's a different one and more effective, remember to give it to him timely."
Soren didn't suspect anything and took the small bottle without any question.
"I'm thinking about telling him soon about this." Soren looked down at the bottle and shilister shifted in his chair.
"And infuriate him into not continuing it and cutting your throat without leaving any veins behind." Shilister rolled his eyes. "Why ask such a ridiculous question if you already know the answer? It's going to end soon anyway."
"I'm on my way then." Soren tried to leave but stopped when Shilister called him.
"I'm not done yet, I have organised a surprise for you." He said and Soren looked at him in surprise. He hoped and tried to guess it, he thought of not finding something unpleasant like the alpha himself.
"What?" Soren asked directly.
"A doctor to help you in remedying Zale. You'd meet him in a few days, I've already sent him a message when you come here." Shilister said and it was the end of the limit of Soren's patience.
"Are you fucking out of your mind? He couldn't afford to have a doctor right now, he'd kill them." Soren yells.
After seeing Zale's reaction on Avalon, he couldn't afford a disaster again.
Soren decided not to tell him that the doctor who prepares the drug in his hand is already in the mansion because that could put Avalon in question. And if Avalon is already present there, who's this new doctor?
Shilister groans in his loud voice, "Nothing like that is going to happen, rest assured. The doctor is well trained for useless dogs like Zale."
"Mind your language." Soren howled and without wasting time he left the room.
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~Flashback~
"How freaking weak are you?" Shilister growled, and a vein popped out in his neck at the fight happening in front of him.
A fight between a well-trained wolf for years and a twelve-year child who was spitting blood with the punch and kick landing in his guts. Zale squeezed his eyes shut in pain.
"Stop," Shilister shrieked and his atrocious eyes glared at Zale with menace. He walked to him and the other wolf set aside giving this bloodcurdling Alpha space. An alarming throb on his already aching cheek snapped Zale back to consciousness. "Why are you still so incompetent after multiple years of training? Fucking worthless pest, you're weak more than your pathetic mother."
Through the stimulated groan of rage, Zale glared at him with blackened eyes.
Shilister smacks his face again, "Don't you dare glare at me when you can't even defeat an omega who's much weaker than you." He looked back at Frank. "Frank took him away from my sight and threw him back at home, he's not allowed to ever come here again."
"Yes Alpha," Frank said and came running to Zale's side. He helped him stand from the ground.
"Are you alright, master zale?" Frank asks in sorrow and Zale gets up easily.
"I'm damn fine uncle Frank, you think after getting beaten by him, a mere and weak omega could hurt me. He's nowhere near his torment." Zale smiled at him showing his bloody teeth. "And anyway, I'll be fine as soon as I go to him when I get back, no?"
Zale questioned. Though Frank still thought he was in pain even Zale always says he doesn't feel pain anymore.
"Yes," Frank assured and took Zale to the car.
When they reached the house, Soren was already waiting for them. As soon as he sees Zale getting out of the car with Frank's help he starts to run towards them.
Zale's face lit up and was ensured after seeing Soren's features clouded by distress.
Zale walked towards him and as soon as they were about to close the distance, the distance only began to expand between them. Suddenly the sight of Soren's sad expression started to blur in front of him until the internal darkness swallowed Soren completely.
"ZALE!!"
These were the last words of Soren he was able to hear before Soren disappeared fully, leaving him standing there full of blood and injuries waiting to meet him.
Zale's tormented to the ground and when his stinging voice tried to call out for him, he was stubbornly snapped back to the real world.
Zale abruptly gets up from the bed and tossed the blanket away which was forcing him into sophistication.
Zale wipes the cold sweat from his forehead, "Fucking nightmares," he snarled.
Zale rolled on his bed, changing sides and clenching the bed sheet tightly; he still couldn't get rid of the uneasy feeling in his body.
It feels like something was squeezing his insides, he felt like his bones were being crushed and flesh was set on fire. He wrapped his hand around his stomach as he felt like throwing up but nothing was coming up.
He shivered profusely but not from the cold; but from the aggressive thunderstorm which caused him to spoon up while clutching his ears to get rid of those noises. However, that didn't help at all. He clenched his eyes tightly to go back to sleep, but he was too terrified of the nightmares to do so.
He hopefully and frightenedly reached out his hand on the bed for Soren but he got nothing. Soren wasn't there.
'He's not with you at times like this when you're in so much pain.'
No, no no, don't listen to him. He just wants your bad. Soren will be back soon, by your side. He promised you. Zale told himself, trembling so much from the fearful venomous voice in his head.
"He's not here to stop you anymore. We could quench your thirst for the blood, we can kill as many we desire." He heard in his head as his ears rang.
He shoved his face into the pillow to silence the voice, his lungs burned from not breathing. The miserable and unbearable pain caused him to scream, which did nothing to help him escape the frustration and agony of both physical and mental pain. He could feel his sanity evaporating and his twisted dark side taking control no matter how hard he tried.
He uses his entire left conscience to keep his promise to Soren. He doesn't want to break it for the first time in his life.
"I know you lied to him that you're fine, don't you? That you no longer have me with you, so you could have a normal life with him. You should be ashamed of yourself for not accepting your own part. You should kill yourself for being so selfish. I'll never forgive you for your greediness."
Zale sobbed into the pillow. Hearing the vicious words of his own inner side that he couldn't accept and wanted to get rid of, because it's one of the many reasons he can't ever be happy.
You're not real.
"Yes, I am." The voice roared as if angry at his words. "I'm you, I live inside you."
"Soren," Zale abruptly gets up and looks around his room in search of his only cure. "I-I need him. He should be here with me…No-no! He said he'll be back in no time. I just need to be good and he'll come back to me. Then-then! everything will be fine, he will make everything fine."
He cried loudly, winching at his throbbing head. His face was a mess, wet from the sweat and tears, he looked like he was on drugs and couldn't handle his emotions. He looked around the room in search of Soren, in search of anything related to him that could help him calm down.
"He will not return. He'll never return to a monster like you, who's only good at destroying everything in your path. He will never care for a ruthless killer like you who constantly craves blood on his hands. You are a liar, an outcast, and a monster."
And then he lost it, completely lost himself, completely lost his conscience.