The Royal Alpha

Chapter 64: Goodbye!

FENRIS

I control my rage, settling on gripping the steering wheel in a white-knuckled grip because Xavier is dead. I want to resurrect him again and then kill him a thousand times again, in different ways and by very, very torturous means.

But can I do that?

No, unfortunately, I do not have the magic in me to resurrect someone. But yes, I am tempted, after all the bastard touched my mate, abused her.

A large growl slips from my throat as the image of those bruises flash in my mind. The anxiety oozing out from Sierra. Goddess! How terribly she suffered because of me.

Another rage-filled growl slips free but luckily doesn't wake my mate. She's in deep sleep, yet has a tight hold on my hand. I intertwine our fingers and lay them on her thigh, relishing the sparks that fly from the skin to skin touch.

(Flashback)

After reaching the airport yesterday, Alpha Christopher and Sierra's parents were there to pick us up. Fortunately, that Aztec boy was not there, sparing me the rage and him a well-deserved punch. Just as I put a step on the land officially under Alpha Chris, I felt a snap near my neck. Not a physical injury but rather a gut instinct. It was time to attack Xavier.

That's when I explained Alpha Chris about my well-thought plan. Being close to my mate, I could feel her which meant, I knew where exactly Xavier was. Elder Raoul and Alpha Christopher were to lead the Samara Pack directly towards the ruined castle, towards Xavier's hideout whereas, I took a different route.

Along with a few well-trained camouflage warriors, I led them towards the back of the castle which was much closer to reach from the airport and where my mate was kept captive (according to my half-working mate bond).

Upon reaching towards the ruined castle which I hadn't ever seen in my life and which was in much worse condition than my grandfather's castle on the Crimson Shadow Land, I found Xavier already lying in wait. Yes, he had a fucking Seer stationed with him.

Fortunately for me, the Seer did not possess any other magic, unlike Kestrel, and was no match for me. Quickly finishing her off while Xavier watched me fight, I then challenged him for a duel.

Just then my mate's scream echoed around me. At that moment, I couldn't describe the enormity of my bursting emotions. At once, I was relieved, then I was over-joyous, then I was scared and then finally, I was angry at her not-so-subtle plan of distracting Xavier.

Xavier being the mastermind, knew Sierra's tactic and of course chased her but could I let it happen again? Over my dead body!

Hmmm! Finally! No more Xavier and no more witches with unrealistic powers. It's unbelievable that one person's discrimination can give birth to such hatred and drive for vengeance.

Still, the thought of Sierra finding my knife doesn't sit well. Where was the knife? I couldn't find it after I woke up in the infirmary and then I just forgot about it. Did Sierra accidentally take the knife with her? If she had it then why didn't she use it to defend herself? Or did someone give it to her?

If someone gave it to her, then who was it? Who has the power of teleporting so far? Surely Nora didn't do it because she would've told me about the knife after I woke up in the infirmary. Then who?

I am very close to finding the answer when the slight vibration of my phone brings me out from my thoughts.

"Hello."

"Oh, thank god, you picked up. I've been trying to call you since morning," Nora exclaims. Her voice is slightly tensed.

"What is it?" I don't know what time it is but it appears to be somewhere around midnight. Realising just now that I almost spent an entire day, battling with the rogue, I quickly inform her about Xavier's death which doesn't appease her anxiety. Strange.