Zyon: The Alpha Of The North

Chapter Thirty-Three

TRIGGER WARNING- this chapter may be disturbing for some people, so please read with caution! 

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I've been pacing the room for the past half an hour. My wolf grows restless. It's almost unbearable for her that he yanked me off her. She sees it as his protection of her.

I, on the other hand, try not to let it affect me. I keep telling myself I don't care, but even though I try to lie to myself, my heart drowns in jealousy.

I know he has something to do with Daniel's disappearance. So he can make my ex disappear but protect his own? Bloody double standards.

Deep down, I know maybe I'm being a little unreasonable, but at this point, I don't really care. I know my wolf wouldn't calm down until he returned to the room.

I hear his footsteps outside the door, then the sound of the key turning in the lock. He enters the room and my wolf instantly calms, but her sense of betrayal is still strong. So strong, that she overpowers my being.

I know that it will take me time to regain control of my wolf, but it is sort of annoying how she manages to take over so easily. She comes to the forefront, and my eyes transition to silver.

A smirk grows onto Zyon's face. "Seems I'm meeting your wolf for the first time."

My wolf says nothing. From the way her voice sounded before, I can tell that she's not fully functioning. Little things drain her. She's weak, so rather than replying, she picks up the glass vase on the bedside and throws it at him.

He moves out of the way in time, but the glass shatters into a million pieces on the floor behind him.

I'm actually a little taken aback by how my wolf chooses to react. So I force her to slink back, taking control once more.

My eyes, back to normal color, make contact with Zyon's. He says nothing, if anything his smirk grows wider.

"Jealousy." He says. "And here you were so desperately trying to prove you didn't care and didn't want this. Your wolf feels quite differently."

I raise an eyebrow. "It's only natural. You're her mate."

He moves towards me, throwing his jacket down onto the chair, near him. Placing his hands on my upper arms, he says, "I'm your mate. My wolf is your wolf's mate."

I shove his hands off. My wolf is angry and I feel how she feels in magnitude. So I speak for her. "You protected her."

He smiles. "I did."

He's clearly enjoying my reaction. Maybe it reassures him that no matter how much I say I don't want him. I can't deny the mate bond.

"Why?" I question, my heart sinking.

"I am Alpha of this pack, Katherine. I can't have my Luna attack an attending member at a celebratory dinner for us." He says.

"Bullshit." I spit out. "You didn't protect her because she was an attending member, you protected her because she was your high school girlfriend. Maybe a girlfriend you still care too much about. Tried to get but couldn't get after you found out she wasn't your mate?" I blurt out.