My Muted Alpha | ✔️

CHAPTER FIVE

'Human! Wake up!' Rain yelled in a panic tone.

What...?

Suddenly, screams and yelling awoke me fully. Another shatter of something shook the entire pack house. My eyes blinked, trying to get used to the lit room. Who the hell screams this loud early in the morning? I rolled over, nearly falling out of my bed, but Rain kept pacing inside my head, growling. She kept whimpering out, 'Go to mate. He needs us. Go.'

With no questions asked, I obliged and wrapped myself in a robe due to the morning's chilly air. Stepping from my bed, I walked into my bathroom and washed myself quickly before heading out the door. Scanning my surroundings, I looked for my mate, who wasn't in his room.

Strange...

Without warning, another crash sounded throughout the hall in his office. Fear struck me, not knowing what was happening and what was in his office. I feared the worst. Tip-toeing myself to the door, I found myself peeking through the doorway. There, I saw a woman who seemed haggard and reeked of alcohol. Scrunching my face in disgust, I couldn't help but gag that she hadn't showered in probably weeks.

She was holding a broken bottle, yelling a bunch of profanities to god knows who. It seemed like she was talking to herself, but I knew she wasn't. Why was she here?

Glancing further into the room, I only see my mate in the corner, cowering in fear. The room was a mess. The desk was flipped upwards, with files lingering all over the floor. A bunch of broken glass littered the once beautiful wooden floor with some spilled liquor.

The woman walked one step closer to my mate before pulling him by the collar, and I could see him gasp in fear before she suddenly slapped him. Hard. "You damn bástard, I should have aborted you when I had the chance! This is all your fault!" Before she raised her hand again and, this time, hit him with the broken glass bottle. I could hear a whimper escape from my mate as he continued to take her abuse.

The smell of blood grew more substantial.

Seeing this made me outraged as Rain growled louder, overtaking my skin. A snarl escaped from me as my claws grew. Before she even had the chance to throw another hit, I grabbed her wrist. The woman turned around quickly, shocked that someone was behind her. Her expression changed from surprise to a sneer. Dropping Kronos, she threw him to the side with a thud. Another whimper from my mate escaped.

"Who are you?!" She slurred, struggling against my grip on her wrist. Eek, her breath reeks of alcohol.

My eyes narrowed, swirling with anger. "I'm the Luna of this pack. Who are you, and how dare you touch my mate." I seethed, my claws digging into her skin until I drew blood. I wanted to break her hands entirely.

The woman's face morphed into a scowl, upset with my wording. "You? Luna? I'm the Luna of this pack!! Do you have any idea who I am? I am Luna Gaia! HOW DARE YOU --"

Letting go of her wrist, I lashed out at her, my hand lunging out for her throat, slamming her onto the ground. My wolf wanted blood, more importantly, hers.

My fangs were out, outraged that it was this woman that damaged my mate. "Luna Gaia, you said? That's a good story, but in what chapter do you shut the fuck up?" I hiss out.

If this was Luna Gaia, it didn't seem like it. She was more graceful and beautiful the last time I saw her, many years ago, and she looked like a completely different person. I scoffed and tightened my grip around her throat. Gaia struggled, gasping for air.

"Get off me, you bitch! It hurts! Let go!" She screamed, partly shrieking. Her voice was like nails that were scraping across the chalkboard. She desperately started to claw my arms and grabbed whatever she could to smash my head, but I paid no mind. Compared to Kronos's pain, this was nothing.