67. Alpha To Alpha

ALEJANDRO

I lit another cigarette as I stood there trying to regain control of my emotions. In this dark, fucking cellar, looking at the Wendigo that I had caught with Elijah and Rayhan.

Ever since last night when I had pulled her into my arms… The way it felt… I had never experienced anything like it. The way she made me feel… had been enhanced a thousand times. It had hurt, knowing I had put her in that state, but I had to remind myself of the reason behind it. I didn't want to hand her to her father, but I had to, before those fuckers got near her…

"Anything Callum?" I asked, returning to the present.

"It's magic. I just… I don't know. There's nothing I can make of it; I just know that there's magic involved in creating this. It is faint, so not much was used… which means either they are able to breed these things without magic now or the magic isn"t really necessary for it anymore." He said gravely.

"So even capturing a fucker didn't help." I said quietly

"I think Miss Kiara might be able to pick up more. She carries Asheton blood within her veins, Alpha." He said seriously.

I felt the fucking pain at her name.

"We're doing this without her." I said coldly.

"They want her, Alpha. Which means there"s a reason behind it." Callum said.

I frowned. He had a fucking point, but Kiara was probably already getting ready to leave. I would send the best of my men to protect her and before she is put at risk I was planning to go to the Galloway Forest tomorrow. I would find answers and get rid of the threat before it reached her. With Kiara being the target, I didn't want to waste any more time. I had enough information to make a start. I didn't care about the risks. If it meant her safety, then I was ready to fucking die.

"Apart from what you've already told me… Do you know more about the Asheton bloodline?" I asked quietly.

"Not much I'm afraid, but I may know someone who knows a little more about the history of the first families." Callum said. "She is very hard to find… but I can try to get in touch with her."

"Do that. She isn"t a wolf is she?" I questioned sharply.

"No, my King. She is a witch." He said.

He was smart enough not to lie to me. I hated fucking witches and I hated liars.

"Do you think she'd help us?" I asked suddenly.

He frowned and shook his head.

"I doubt it. She hates our kind. I saved her once, hence the only reason she will talk to me." He replied, sighing.

"Kiara's lineage, it's through her mother isn"t it? Considering her mother has her own special abilities."

"Yes, more so through the late Zidane Malone's lineage."

"Didn't his mother live somewhere up where his pack used to be?"

"She did, but didn't she pass away a few years back?" Callum asked.

Fuck yeah...

"Alpha, I would do anything for you, you know that. If you want… I am ready to go back and see if I can get any answers to see if there"s a link."

His voice was very low, although it was just the two of us in this cell, with the tied-up Wendigo.

I looked at him, remembering how I had found him and got him to work for me. He was more than he let on, not only an incredible doctor but a strong wolf… One who was born a rogue… something I had kept a secret. He had been born and abandoned and had lived alone disguised amongst humans, until he had lost control and had run away. He was struggling to not go completely feral and he had lived in isolation for years. His willpower had impressed me. When I had found him, I had asked him if he wanted to learn to regain control and to be part of my pack. I knew what it felt like to be treated like an outcast and I had seen his will to live and survive.

"I"m not sending you back to mix with rogues. That would mean kicking you from the pack, hence becoming a fucking rogue."

"But what if they are involved as you assumed?"

"Even though I know there's a link, there have been increased attacks from rogues too, but Wendigos are made from wolves eating wolves... This thing in front of us, was once a fucking rogue…" I said with contempt.

"Well, if the need arises… you know I am ready to do what I can." Callum replied quietly.

I nodded, I knew that but I also needed him here. He was fucking smart and the best doctor I had.

"Please consider letting Miss Kiara look at this Wendigo." He urged.

I said nothing, turning around and leaving the cell. I didn't want to face her, not when I wasn't able to… The pain was still raw and it clawed at my chest painfully. There was one more thing I wanted to discuss with someone I didn't want to see… But it was needed. He needed to teach Kiara control.

Well, I guess I better get this fucking shit over and done with. I made my way to my office, not wanting to return to my mansion. Yeah, I knew she was still there, I wasn't sure if she'd leave with her father or with her brother, but I didn't want to run into her. I wasn't sure how I'd manage if she came before me…

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Now here I was looking at the dickhead who really pissed me off. His irritating blue eyes were fucking glaring into me like he was trying to read my fucking mind.

"Something you want to fucking say?" I asked, as I crossed my legs on my desk and took a drag on my cigarette.

"No." He said. "Why did you call me?"

"You need to teach her how to control her powers. I"m presuming you do know that if she keeps on losing control, she will keep luring them. I don't even know why the fuck they"re attracted to her but whatever the reason is, you need to make sure she keeps a fucking cap on her emotions."

I said it, and with it, felt fucking guilty. I was the reason she got upset last night…

"Oh? So, you knew she was emotional last night? How can you just assume that?" He asked.

Fuck, my heartbeat quickened and I knew the dickhead heard. His face was as cocky and arrogant as ever, but beyond that, I saw the sharp, calculating look in his eyes.

"Darien told me she ran away upset; how else do you think I got there?" I countered smoothly.

"Her bastard of a mate rejected her. Goddess, if I knew who the fuck he is, I wouldn't mind slicing his dick inch by inch and then feeding it to some dogs. The perfect punishment for a fucking loser right?" He said, now taking the seat opposite me.

Did the fucker know something?

I smirked coldly.

"And you're telling me why?"

"He's from your pack." He said icily.

Right, and I thought he might know shit…

"Well, if you want to, go the fuck ahead."

Yeah, he wouldn't manage anyway, I was fucking stronger than him.

"Would you stand up for your pack member?" He questioned.

I raised a brow, taking a long drag on my cigarette.

"Each to their own, I"m sure he'll manage himself." I said.

"That's the thing, even if he was as strong as you. He would lose. Do you want to know why?"

Was the fucker indirectly threatening me?

"Not really, but sure since you don't seem to want to shut the fuck up."

"It's because when someone thinks they"re stronger than the rest, they think they're invincible. But just like those monsters, if they're teamed up on, they die. Theoretically speaking, even you"re stronger than me - I won't deny that - but if I had my friends and family on my side… you would lose because we would outnumber you. I can take shit, but when it comes to my girl, I won't give a fuck who it is. I'll kill them."

My eyes flashed red and I leant forward. His aura swirled around him and so did mine. Both weighed against each other. Mine was fucking stronger,but it irked me that the fucker didn't back down easily. Our eyes glared at each other and I could see him fight against my silent command of submission.

"If I didn't know better, I'd assume you were threatening me." I growled murderously.

"Not at all. Just the piece of trash who hurt my Angel." He replied, with an antagonising, cocky, shit-eating smirk on his face.

My jaw clenched. Two could play this fucking game…

"All the best with that. I wonder what kind of fucker the Moon Goddess paired her with. I mean, I"ve never had a mate, so I can't relate to what you're feeling." I said, relaxing back in my seat.

I saw a spark of confusion in his eyes. Hmm, seems he did suspect me…

"Well, if you're done with your empty threats, go find the fucker and do what you want. I have an engagement to attend." I said arrogantly, now tossing my cigarette up in the air, catching it in the palm of my hand and crushing it until the embers were snuffed out. The slight burn stung but it was nothing in comparison to the stabbing pain that hacked at my chest continuously.