Alpha's Runaway Mate

Confusion

11

Mirabel

The revelation fell like a boulder on me, as if death angel came to suck my soul. He had killed them because of me? I could not believe it. It must be a joke, right? How could he become a killer? He was the sweetest person I had known in my life. Killing someone wasn't something in him.

"You must have mistaken it, Jennifer. Alpha can never do that," I stood up from where I was sitting. The ground beneath my feet was melting like slime. My muscles were giving up on me. Katrina glared at her but I was already gone to make sense out of her subliminal warning.

"The war is declared, Katrina. I'm sorry I can't hide it, this is serious," Jennifer confessed and Katrina seemed to be in search of words when we all heard loud stomping footsteps increasing every second. In no time arrived Alpha Maximus. To say I forgot to breathe would be no understatement. He didn't look like the sweet man I always knew but rather a brute willing to rip anyone or everyone in his way. His all-gold eyes, outlined with redness, fixated on me soon as he stepped in. It was the first time I had a chill pass down my spine with the way he was looking at me, as if he would roast me anytime.

I clutched the hem of my dress and wondered what I did wrong to deserve his unmatchable glare. Maximus strode ahead and suddenly the room started to feel small. I lowered my gaze out of fear. He never intimidated me like this before. He was always caring towards me, always making sure that I felt protective under his gaze. And now...

"Why didn't you tell me that bastard bothered you last night?" He gritted. We were close enough for his breath to fall on my head. I frowned thinking what he was referring to. Then suddenly it made sense. He must be referring to Kayson stopping my way and asking me out for a date. I learnt the dating concept from Jennifer. He turned eighteen a few years ago but couldn't find his mate during all these years so he was taking up the dating approach. Werewolves usually did it until they found their mates. It's actually a temporary fling with someone else's partner until they find their own. So I was least interested in being his toy and refused his offer.

"I...I didn't find it important to discuss," I explained truthfully. It wasn't big of a deal and also I knew it would enrage Alpha but never I thought he would kill them for asking me.

Alpha fumed and bent to my level. I breathed heavily, seeing him vile like this wasn't leaving me with a good feeling. "Oh really, you thought it wasn't important for me to know that some punk is showing his interest in you," He scoffed, his voice was hoarse and deeper than usual. Mainly because it was his wolf speaking, not him.

"I refused him last night," I mumbled in a lower tone, hoping he would understand but I flinched poorly when he thundered on me.

"Well guess what he had the guts to ask me to let you go out with him. His father 'presumed' you both would make a beautiful couple," His tone was sarcastic but none of us failed to take the rage seeping beneath the words. He was mad because of this? Why?

"But you shouldn't have killed him," I said casually as I used to say. But my dead brain cell couldn't grasp the gravity of his countenance. He was in no mood to take up my reasoning. Instead he chose to grab my jaw and twist my words.

"Why? Were you planning on giving him a chance?" I hitched in shock and held his hand squeezing my jaw out of instinct. Katrina lunged forward and tried to free me from his grip but his hold was of a beast that he never showed me before. I drew in a state of disbelief and numbness. The person I trusted with my life was hell bent on breaking my jaw with his vigour.

"Please, Gunnolf, leave her, you are hurting her," Katrina pleaded, fighting to get his hands off me.

Gunnolf kept glaring at me with the intent of murdering me. "She hurt me first,"