The Alpha's Submissive

Chapter 76

Two Alpha's, both strong and both poisoned by something that turned them even fiercer. They both held the same power, the same gift, and the same strength. There was no difference. None that I could see any way.

Roars filled my ears. Wind knocked at my face, pushing my hair behind, and forcing dust into my eyes. I squinted and went closer into the field where Wayne fought with Grayson, the Alpha of the Goldridge Pack. Screams and howls tore through the air.

I grew disturbed.

The rest followed me outside, back into the garden where they had just been playing with Grayson's pack mates. None of his pack mates barged in the gruesome fight that happened in front of me. I believed they were ordered not to, even if Grayson's death was seconds away.

It had to be a fair fight and it had to end fairly.

But I couldn't lose Wayne, not now and not ever. A part of me trusted he would win. I believed in his strength, the power he had been building up for ages, the bare vigor I knew he had within him.

I had seen it. I had felt it. I was aware of Wayne and what he was.

But Grayson had taken the same poison as him and me, he had poisoned himself to become tougher and harsher and along with the constant training he and his pack were known for, I was a bit scared.

The nerves in my body twisted and turned as I grew unsettled. I bit the inside of my cheek while holding my breath and watching the males in front of me. Wayne swiped his fist across Grayson, knocking him onto the freshly cut grass. Upon hearing a silent gasp, I turned, glancing over my shoulders and found his mate, Claudia.

My eyes met with hers. "Did you know?" I asked, storming toward her.

What surprised me more than anything was the fact that Grayson was having a full-blown affair with my own mother. It was no wonder that she spoke of his mate terribly. Did my mother actually fuck with someone half her age? What was going on in her head?

"Don't fucking lie to me." I warned her while standing inches away from her. My hands closed into fists. I grew furious and I couldn't bear watching Wayne for another second.

"I didn't," She snapped at me. "I didn't know that he had taken the poison, but I knew he was having an affair—I guess, with your mother." She gave me a disgusted look.

I didn't hold back. Fire spiraled inside my head, burning me, "And you still choose to linger over him." I cocked a brow at her and her lips lined straight at my response.

When she didn't say anything, I shook my head and left her alone. That was another couple my mother had ruined. Even in death, I still couldn't forgive her for all the horrendous things she had done and how it was still impacting my life and how it probably would forever.

Only minutes had passed by. Both shifted into their wild forms, into wolves. Growls split the silence. Hair rose at the back of my neck. Teeth flashed, blood dropped onto the grass and dreadful scents rose in the air. I placed a hand over my stomach, holding back the vomit.

The gray wolf hounded over the black one, Wayne, and rode him to the ground where I felt the splitting of his bones within me, as if I had been attacked and wounded. I moved uneasily near them, worry hung over my face as I kept my gaze fixated on Wayne and only him.

I needed him to be alive.

I needed him to live.

Fuck.

My stomach coiled tight till his black wolf rose from the ground and snapped at the gray wolf with whatever strength he had left. I could feel Wayne deteriorating, weakening with every second passing by as he was injured. Underneath the broad daylight, I saw a three-inch gash over his left leg with blood spilling out of it and his face filled with pain.

There was a voidness in his eyes as he searched for me. The path between him and I was short, but it was blocked by Grayson's wolf that stood tall over Wayne, with the intentions to attack again, rip him even more. My heart crumbled. Pain rose over my body like never.

They both by each other, one limping while the other one in its perfect form, gathering his strength.

The sunlight suddenly vanished, and the skies darkened. From a distance I saw rain pouring onto the forest nearby. A storm. Perfect. They didn't need to fight anymore. But if Wayne would lose, he would have to leave—without me.

No.

My head burned. I didn't know what to do. If there was anything I knew, it was that Wayne couldn't fight, not when he was injured and the cut on his life was far worse that it seemed. If he continued, he would lose his own life.

I took a sharp breath and approached them.

"Wait!" I yelled at the gray wolf before stopping in front of him like a weak shield. Words barely came up to my throat. It took me a minute before I continued, "I—I need a minute—with him."

He growled, shaking his head in denial.

"I need to say goodbye..." I trailed off and gasps rose behind me. My eyes burned with tears. "Just a minute, Grayson. Please." I begged, it needed to be done. My breath came out in short bursts.

When he stepped back, I quickly turned to Wayne and wrapped my arms around him. He shifted in my warm embrace. His body cold and his leg bleeding onto my pants. I avoided looking at the blood, it made me feel hungry. When I looked up, his face was filled with dirt and bruises.

I planted my hand over his cheek and titled my head a little, "I love you, Wayne, and I always will."

"I know. I'm not going to die." He scrambled back onto the nearest tree, taking a breath while Grayson's wolf continued to linger around us.

He could hear everything, every little bit of the conversation we were having, and I knew that because when focused, I could hear everything else. The poison heightened our senses, all of them. The more blood we fed ourselves, the stronger we stayed and the quicker we healed.

I laced my arm around Wayne's neck, pulling him back to my embrace. His mouth moved to the crook of my neck, and he planted a hand behind my head before I felt his teeth sink into my flesh.

Swallowing back the little scream, I shut my eyes tight. Pain exploded in my body but subsided when rain began pelting at my skin. The cold droplets of water forced a chill to run down my spine. My head titled, casting a glance over Grayson's wolf who didn't have a clue.

Wayne sunk his teeth deeper before my blood seeped into his mouth and he drank as he much as he needed, gaining a bit of strength. His body moved against mine roughly. I felt his energy returning and spreading through his veins, giving him the life he needed.

I slipped away from him with tears dripping down my cheeks, although, they remained invisible as the rain poured over my face, hiding those tears of pain. Bones cracked and broke behind me as Wayne shifted into his wolf form. A strong wind stirred through us before I stood up from the ground and walked away from him.

The brawl continued.

My face hung low as I parted away from the wolves and returned under the tree, soaking myself in rainwater while the others had stepped back into the shaded area, covering themselves from getting wet. They remained there, hopefully watching their Alpha's demise.

And it began again.

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