Zyon: The Alpha Of The North

Chapter Twenty-Three

"She's dormant. My wolf isn't there anymore. I can't reach her." I say quietly.

"You're lying." Zyon snarls out.

I shake my head no. "She's not lying." Zarah says, as she moves towards me. She comes up next to me, cradling my head, trying to lessen the pain from being thrown onto the floor so many times. I grab onto her hand. I am genuinely scared of what Zyon's reaction is going to be to this revelation.

His eyes are still flickering from golden to hazel, as he turns around and throws a punch to the wall. He leaves a crack. When he turns around, his eyes are hazel again. He takes a step towards me, but I just grab onto Zarah's hand harder and move closer into her, which again he doesn't take well.

"Gamma, get your mate away from my mate." The Gamma rushes towards Zarah, trying to get her to stand up. But she refuses and smacks his hand away.

"No, let me be Nathan. She's hurt."

Her mate doesn't listen to her. He rips her away from me and drags her out of the room, while she yells profanities at him. I'm still on the floor, looking at Zyon with wide eyes.

"Explain." He states.

"The repressants I took, they took a toll on my wolf. She resisted the idea of hiding from our mate." I say quietly.

"Stand up."

My head is still a little dizzy, but I stagger up nonetheless. He grabs onto me. "Do you have accelerated healing?"

I shake my head. "So you are basically human?"

I nod.

For some reason, I'm finding it hard to speak. His expression is blank. I want to know what is going through his head. He isn't giving away what he's thinking, all he's doing is asking questions. He grabs my hand, looking at my bruised knuckles and then at the small purple bruises that are starting to form on my stomach.

His eyes soften and harden, with regret and anger passing through his eyes. It's almost as if he can't settle on an emotion. I think he settles on anger, but then again that shouldn't surprise me. Of course the Alpha of the North would get angry. His eyes begin flickering again, and his canines emerge. In a voice that isn't his own, he chokes out, "Katherine. You're going to want to get away from me right now."

The minute those words leave his lips, it takes me less than a second to remove myself from his arms and run out of the gym as fast as I can, straight back into Zyon's room. I lock the door, as I slide down and sit next to the door, head tucked between my knees. I feel ashamed, knowing that he knows about my dormant wolf, but also a little scared, because I know he wouldn't let this go.

I'm starting to lose count of all the things I know he won't let go off. I stay near the door until a little while later, when I hear the front door of the wing bang shut. I know he's left. That's what finally gives me the energy to get myself off the floor. I hear two little knocks on the door. Lita and Rita call out to me, and I open the door of Zyon's room to let them in.

For once, I am grateful for their help. They help me bathe, get dressed and change. My body is sore from the training, and I knew it would just be worse tomorrow. Lita and Rita bring me my breakfast and then leave me in the room with a bunch of books on the role of a Luna, that I don't really bother to read. I am not going to stick around long enough to be Luna anyways.

The books remind me how little time I have to convince Zyon to take another. He intends to mark me by the end of the week. I know the mate bond is starting to affect me once more because I find that I have to consciously remind myself that I won't be sticking around here to long.