Fated Or Doomed

Ego

Travis

At times I hate being Alpha. It may just be the shit Elizabeth and I had went through. But my title has seem to always find a way to pull me from her.

I crave her more each day. Every moment that has me apart from her just eats me alive.

"Hurry up so we can find her!!"

My eyes rolls as I finish up a quick email. I set things straight from the other day with the humans. Elizabeth made a well put argument and I follow behind in her glorious steps.

With that said we have been fine for most of the time. Still new, we get a spark of betrayal through each other. Making us jump back. I try ignoring it and just hold her tight. But then she tremble and I kiss her head tenderly. Her body eases less and wraps herself more into me. I wish I had the right words but at the time I feel I may say the wrong ones.

Turning to my side, I see a new photo I had of her. Taking a glance I looked to my computer. I clench my fist as I read over another threaten letter. It was from the same person. I just know it.

Just this time it was small but each word felt to cut deep.

You have made your decision Alpha. The hybrid will bury not only yourself. But your people. I thought you'll be wiser than your father and leave what you know you shouldn't have. Leave her.

She's a waste of time. A devil in the making.

I will pray for you and your wolves. Good Luck.

When I enter my office today. I didn't expect to deal with this. I didn't want to. It was the last think on my mind.

Malcolm barks in my head. Needing to be with his mate. I still couldn't rattle my emotions. So I push my desk and chair. Standing to my feet I slam my fist to the desk and head to my witch.

I headed off to the library to find her. She had texted me an hour ago that she took some time to read. Not study. But read.

"You know reading calms her down. It was like a drug to her."

I nod to Malcolm. I have seen her in transition when her body shivers in a panic. Not fully relax, she sits with a book in her hand and in minutes she's in peace.

"It use to be us." He whines.

I shake my head to the empty feeing I get when I know we still need healing. And I try every day to gain our love back. Every second wasted I try to make up for it.

Heading in I am greeted. I nod and follow her scent. I hear a rumbling snarl from Malcolm when he smells a males scent mixing behind hers.

"He's with her!"

I growl back. "He's suppose to be somewhere else! Not with her!"

My footsteps grew louder and heavier the closer I get to them. And the moment my head pops up the floor. I quickly turn over the shelf to the lounging space.

I lost control of everything the second I see them squeeze tight in a corner couch in the far end. They didn't sense me in the room. I knew this when I watch how he brings his arm closer to the back of her head. Touching her shoulder. She smiles a giggle that's meant for us only. And he!

Ohh that fucking bastard smirks his charm to her. Making her cover her face at some nonsense he speaks to her.

Seeing them like this had my blood boiling. I feel the burning sensation the moment I saw them. I wanted to strangle him with his own tail and throw him off the railing for even making her smile that way.