The Rejected Alpha (BoyXBoy)

Chapter 13: My Son

Aether Black's P.O.V
I left this Island only 10 hours ago and now I am back here again. I was supposed to come back three days later, on the day of the announcement of our new King. This year Diego Belville, our ruler for 150 years is retiring. I think he is going to pass his title to his arrogant son Daegan, current alpha of Blood river. I really dislike that boy but if he is going to be the next ruler of our species than I have no choice but to respect him.

Since there is more than 200 different werewolves packs in this world, so being the ruler is not some easy job. It is our ruler's duty to make sure that packs are not fighting with each other or helping them if they need protection and most importantly to keep peace between werewolves and other demon species. But our ruler is not supposed interfere into any pack's inner businesses.

I have to come back early because my inner wolf is on edge even since I left here. It is extremely anxious for some unknown reason, like something very bad is going to happen. I had this kind of feeling on the day of my mate's death.

I shake my head to clear that horrific image which shoots thousands of needles in my heart. The only reason I had not killed myself that day is to protect my pack and my biological son whom I latter discovered is actually a disgrace. It was him for whom my mate had died that day and look at him, he is a ungrateful bastard. Thinking about that abomination is making me want to hit him until I am sure he can't walk. But alas! no matter how much I hit him he still manages to get up in few minute. I even saw my adopted son Drake and his friends to beat him into a bloody pulp but he still managed to walk like nothing had happened in a hour. It is almost impossible to believe that a human can heal that fast. Yes, HUMAN, my biological son is a bloody HUMAN. Why Goddess hate us this much that she send this freak as our son? How long it will take before that freak finally leave my pack so I don't have to see his face which is the spitting image of my beautiful mate? I can't take that an abomination like him is walking around with the face of my beautiful and strong alpha mate. He doesn't deserve it. It is exactly why I always pouch him until his face disfigured but he still manages to heal every bruises in few hours.

I hate him like I never did to my worst enemy. I sometimes wish to kill that abomination but the wolf inside me don't let me kill the pup my mate and I finally managed to had after 110 years of mating. This is the only reason for why he is still alive now.

I was fortunate that Drake is alpha in nature, just like his aunt, my mate, and not a beta like his own father otherwise my pack will be without any alpha if something happens to me in future. Alphas are very rare in other bloodlines except the alpha line.

"Alpha, we are already here," the driver's voice brings me back to the present.

We are already outside my temporary pack house. I get out of the car and suddenly hit by the very loud music. Jesus, I wasn't here for 10 hours and they are already having a party. I expected Drake to be more responsible. I made Drake alpha in my absence because my Beta, Gamma and almost every senior members had to go back when we heard about a attack in our territory. I am the only one who came back here because of my weird anxiety.

I walk inside the house from the front door and is greeted by the chaos. I can see almost every young stars are drunk and actually trying to destroy the whole house.

Finally someone noticed me and everything became silent in seconds.

"It's already over 12 a.m. so this party is officially over. Now go back to your rooms for sleep," I order them all while using my Alpha tone.

"Also tell that omega to clean this place right now.", I never called that disgrace by his given name for four years. He doesn't deserve that name me and my mate choose all those years ago. I'm sure my mate would never waste her life for a freak like him if she knew about him being such an abomination.