She's my True Alpha[MAJOR EDITING]

Chapter 43, Whats happening?

"So what the hell is he?" Quincy asks still on the floor. His eyes looks as lost and confused as I am. I murmur a few confused words re tracing my thoughts.

I quickly rush to the bathroom followed by Quincy. I scrambled through drawers and cabinets. Fuck! "Where the hell is it?!" I shout to no one in particular.

"You really think I'd trap you in your room with a blade?" Quincy asks obviously.

I look around still lost in thought before tapping him down like an officer looking for weed.

"Woah...!?" He gasps. I tap him down starting with his lower area. "Keeyln," I ignore him.

"Found it," I grab a blade from his pocket beginning to trace a line on my palm before Quincy grabs my wrists. "Whatareyoudoing?" I breath the hidden fear and worry audible in my voice.

I am not scared of Larceris, but of the test, and the things I'll have to confess during the test.

Quincy has already told his demons, in fact he's upfront about them.

"No what are you doing? No more war paint, no one is going to die today," I let his voice soothe me.

I look at his hands still holding mine and he immediately pulls away in embarrassment. I ignore the bond sparks and walk back into my bedroom with Nyla.

"We are," I finally retort.

"It feels good to hear you say we," Quincy grins.

"Did you not just hear me? We're gonna die!" I yell scolding him.

"What do you mean? Why would you both die? He seems like a nice old man. I actually met him before, he was the one helped me get information," My eyes go wide.

This is her fault. That snitch even has a look of achievement and on her face.

"You snitch! This is your fault!" I scream attacking Nyla.

I choke her with one hand holding her tightly to the wall like I did when we first met. Quincy grabs me by the stomach pulling my kicking body away to a secure location across the room. Nyla stays on the floor coughing for air just like the first time we met. She's grown since then.

"Has Marcos not told you the stories?" I ask Quincy. He looks at me like I'm being delusional. "He sent him here, Marcos,"

"Keeyln what the hell are you talking about?"

"You might wanna sit for this one. My bad Nyla. This is all your fault but I shouldn't have hurt you," I sit on the bed, I scoot over when Quincy sits close beside me. And Nyla watches from the other side of the room.

"When we were kids Marcos told me terrible stories about Larceris about how he murders entire packs starting with the Alphas family. You could say he's a witch but the most powerful. His kills aren't sloppy, he only comes when you let him in,"

"How do you let this, Larceris in?" Quincy asks. I steal a glance at the silent Nyla.

"A favor. And it depends on how big," I say sadly my eyes still content on Nyla.

"So why is he here?" He asks. I huff grabbing a hold of Quincy's collar staring him in the eye intently.

"Don't you get it?"

"No," He breaths. I can tell this is turning him on, just for his hardness I slap him, hard.

"He has done Nyla a favor by providing her with the information we needed to get control over this war. He has come here to kill us all, if we don't pass the tests,"

"Can't we just kill him? There's three Alphas in this pack, if you count Marcos depending on if he still wants us dead,"

I hate how 'we' have to say 'us'. Larceris wants us at our strongest which means I will surely die. Quincy grabs my wrists gently prying them off his shirt, settling me down next to him again.

"Calm down, Keeyln,"

"No! He will break you because there is no fighting when he kills us. It's only tests and if I fail someone dies or all of us. He picks two people to take the tests that determine everyone else's fate. And we've been picked," I inform him sounding as paranoid as a mental patient.

This is far worse than it seems. Marcos told me stories of how he killed an entire pack because they failed the tests. The alpha of that pack refused to tell his mate a secret.

He picks the leaders, the worst of them all then challenges them. If they lie people die, if they hesitate people die, and if the answer incorrect everyone dies. Most leaders he picked were dicks so they didn't give a damn.

But I do, I care.

Quincy spots the uneasiness in my face and reaches for my hand. I moved away elbowing him in the stomach. "Don't you are think of touching me, save that for The Test." I scowl. "I'm Alpha so I need you to open those doors so I can talk to him,"

From the embarrassment he becomes angry his posture stiffening. "I cannot do that,"

I huff rolling my eyes hard. "Hell yeah you can. Don't keep him waiting,"

"Nyla will speak to him while we wait," Nyla gets alerted out her stance at the sound if her name. "You know what you have to do, go!" Nyla nods running out the room leaving me and Quincy to wait.

***

Nyla rushes back in with teary eyes looking so apologetic. "I-(sob)m (sob) I- Im sorry, I re-really am," Despite my anger towards her I immediately get up to comfort her. Quincy too.

"What is it?" He says as he pushes a strand of her hair back.

"It's started. (Sob) The Test, it's started,"

Woahhhh!

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