Zyon: The Alpha Of The North

Chapter Thirty-Four

Twelve hours later, I pace the room.

Zyon has kept me locked in here for twelve hours. He did not return last night. I barely escaped being claimed by him.

He was relentless. The look in his eyes- he wasn't going to back down no matter how much I begged. He wanted revenge for all the years I'd known about him and this was the only way he knew how to get his vengeance.

Perhaps I understood his anger. I slept with someone else, despite knowing who he was to me. He didn't know about me when he slept with Aly. In my defense, I didn't think he'd ever find me. I had planned to hide from him forever.

I sink down onto the floor, running my hands through my hair repeatedly. I am beyond grateful to the timely arrival of Zyon's brother. He's only a year older to Zyon. While Zyon chose to take over the lands of his father, his older brother, Xander chose to create an identity of his own.

He plundered and looted vast lands in the South. Ironically, he was named Alpha of the South. What was it with these two brothers and their ruthlessness that gave them titles?

He had left to welcome him, leaving me here to pace the room. My anxiety hadn't let me sleep a wink. I knew Zyon was mad and perhaps a little confused and a part of me wanted to explain. I knew this part of me came from the bond.

The other part of me wanted to still keep the remaining bits of history Zyon did not know, locked away. I knew I'd have to let him in sometime. How much longer would this go on?

My utmost priority was finding Daniel. After I secured his release, I vowed to turn my attention to Zyon- give this bond a chance. He didn't entirely deserve the amount I'd been pushing him away.

I hear the sound of the door being unlocked and Zyon storms in. I rise immediately from where I'm sitting on the floor. He takes a step towards me and I take one back, causing him to halt in place.

Just because I decided to give this bond a chance doesn't mean that I'm not scared of him. He terrifies me, specially with how he loses control.

"I can feel your terror, Katherine." He says, as a dark smile overtakes his face.

I see he's still angry. He's this weird mix of angry, needing to get some sort of revenge over me, horny but also doesn't want to hurt me. He's conflicted. There's a part of him that wants to hurt me, but there's another part that just wants to talk to me and get answers.

I feel for the latter part of him, but it's the former part of him that inhibits us from getting anywhere.

He takes a few steps towards me, and I hold my arms out in front of me in defense. "Look. I get you're angry, perhaps a little confused, but I can't offer any explanation for why I knew when I was twelve."

He smacks my hands away. "I don't have time to talk about this right now. Xander is visiting with some of his pack members. You need to step into the role of Luna."

I nod, without hesitation. It's the least I can do. I feel insanely guilty and by fulfilling some of my Luna duties, I can perhaps ease some of my guilt.

"Katherine. This is my older brother. Do not misbehave in any way in front of him. Do I make myself clear?" He says, grasping my shoulders.

I flinch slightly but nod my head anyways. He removes his hands off my shoulder. As he draws them away, my eyes happen to land on his knuckles- bruised and bloodied.

I draw up the worst possible conclusions in my head, but the sight of his knuckles and the pain I've caused him, just increases my guilt. I grasp one of his hands, and rub my thumb over his knuckles absentmindedly.