Meeting Her
I felt bored due to how the teachings were going. I excused myself and stepped out.
No one could stop me even if I didn't take permission.
As I stepped out, the sun's warmth on my skin was a welcome respite from the stifling classroom. The other students' envious glances followed me, I could hear their whispers, perks of having an alpha blood.
"Zed Marcus is always so stiff! I couldn't even relax. He was right beside me"
"Did you see his eyes? So cold..."
"He's the devil's incarnate."
They continued to whisper words they could never dare say in my presence.
I was accustomed to the fear they had for me. They trembled at the mere sight of me, and honestly, I couldn't care less. They should be afraid of me, afterall I'm the Alpha King Marcus's son. One of the strongest, fiercest and richest Alpha Kings to have ever lived—not that they or anyone else knew this. It was my aura that instilled fear in them, they think I'm a wizard or something.
The only mistake my father made was trusting vampires, which led to the end of him and the beginning of my mystery.
My fists clenched as I remembered the damage caused by the vampires. I could feel anger rising from my entire being. I had to go away from everyone and everything. Had to vent my anger somewhere. Anywhere.
My life has become a shadow of itself. I never imagined a day like this would ever come in my life... where I'd have to live pretending to be someone else. Only a few know who I am, my most trusted ones to be precise.
After living a life full of pain and suffering, I learned that having emotions like love and compassion were nothing but weakness and will get me killed. That's why I vowed never to entertain such nonsense.
My aura intimidates, a palpable force that commands respect.
Teachers hesitate to discipline me or even question my choices.
Students keep their distance.
But I'm not interested in their fear.
All I seek is revenge and reclaiming my throne. And I must accomplish it no matter the cost.
I wander, lost in thought. I had nowhere in mind but I felt like walking around.
Suddenly, a scent caught my nostrils. It was sweet, yet tangy. Familiar, yet unknown.
My instincts snapped to attention.
My heart rate quickened.
That scent, it was like a strong force. I followed the scent only to realize it belonged to a weak human girl, who just hit me.
Electricity sparked through me, igniting every nerve.
I looked up to meet her eyes. Goddess! She was beautiful, her dark green eyes and ginger hair drew me in. Her tight dress was clinging to her hour-glass figure and was giving a slight view of her cleavage and round shape of her bum.
Time froze.
The world narrowed to a single point .
My inner wolf stirred.
No! It can't be.
But the truth hit me like a ton of bricks.
She's my mate.
My initial excitement was replaced by concern.
Why will the moon goddess bless me with a weak mate?
This weak human girl was no match for me, neither my world.
Vampires, werewolves and witches lurked in every shadow.
Not to say, she would be a very big distraction to my perfect plan of revenge.
To keep her safe and for my own good, I knew what needed to be done.
Pretend indifference, act cold and push her away.
The thought tortured me, as I watched her locked eyes with mine.
I waved my hands before her dazed eyes, breaking the spell. "Snap out of it", I growled, my voice colder than I wanted it to be.
Her gaze faltered laced with embarrassment, and I seized the moment to scold her and drive her away.
"What's wrong with you?" I spat, my tone devoid of warmth. "You just hit me and yet you are standing there, staring at me like a fool".
"Why are you being so harsh on her jerk". My inner wolf, Alex said.
"Because we don't need a weak mate". I replied.
"But I need her, she might not be as weak as you think and besides you will train her." Alex implores.
"No!! she will only make us weak or worse, she might be used as bait by our enemies to get us.
"She won't," Alex pleaded.
"I just told you to forget about her, so shut your mouth already," I snapped, causing my wolf to retreat into the back of my mind.
I took a deliberate step back, creating a distance between us. My eyes hardened, suppressing any hint of emotion.
"Why are you still here, leave," I commanded, my voice dripping with disdain.
Her eyes widened, fear flashing across her face but she remained unmoved.
"Damn it!" Why is she not moving? I was already losing it.
"Go," I barked while gesturing my hand towards the stairs.
I watched, unyielding, as she climbed the stairs speedily.
I'm just going to try to keep my distance away from her from now on. But I feel so empty now, it's as if a part of me fled with her.
"Moon goddess please I'm not ready for this, I'm not ready for the mate bond". I hope she will hear my prayer.
I couldn't stay in the school anymore, with a curse, I turned away, walking out into the forest.
Later that evening, I gathered my small group of trusted werewolves in a secluded clearing to hold a meeting.
"We've received intel, Zed,"
Damon, my beta reported, his voice low and urgent. "The vampire king is capturing werewolves, convinced they're behind the recent attacks."
My instincts snarled in protest. Something didn't add up.
"I don't believe it," I growled, pacing before my pack. "He's not just capturing them to kill them. There's more to it."
I remember when my father was alive, a few werewolves vanished without a trace, whispers of suspicion pointed to the vampire king but my father never believed it.
Thinking about it now, I realize he was responsible for those werewolves' disappearance.
My gaze locked onto Damon's. "Find out what he's really after. What's his true motive?"
Damon nodded, determination etched on his face.
As the meeting dispersed, my mind raced with dark possibilities. What sinister purpose drove the vampire king to capture my kin?
Was he harnessing their powers? Experimenting on them?
I needed to find out urgently because I knew that whatever he was trying to achieve with these werewolves wasn't going to be good.