My Arrogant Mate Is An Alpha Jerk [Book 2 of Alpha Mate Trilogy]

Chapter Twenty-Six: Isaac/Mistake

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Night clawed over the horizon and I sighed in boredom. Another night here with these monsters. Another night wondering if it would be my last whether it been a good or bad thing. Where is Rowan or Damon? Hell, even Markus? It's been weeks, and I know something bad happened. I felt the connection. The pain. He's sick or maybe dying.

The door opened and Ethan stepped through with a considerably older man, maybe in his late 50's. I grew apprehensive by the new visitor and hope for the best. Someone peaceful like Ethan.

"Is this her? Is this the girl?"

"Yes father. She is your golden grail. All we need is Markus."

The man neared and I slipped back, hands ready to attack. The man had dark graying hair, an equally dark expression and bright red eyes. I looked around the room for anything to help me, but sadly Ethan had did an impeccable job in securing all hard and dangerous objects from me.

"She is beautiful, no?" Ethan asked rather nervously. "I made sure that Eric's pick was right. She is Markus's mate."

The man continued over to me and he grabbed my ankle, sliding back towards him and held me up my arms. I frowned and wiggled but it did nothing but anger him.

"Father..."

"Who mothered her?" He asked, a thick Italian accent echoed loudly in the room.

"A Gabrielle Summers."

"Daniel Summers' wife?" He seemed rather amused.

"Yes,"

"Ah, such a small world. To think I thought that Gabrielle was the one, no it t'was her daughter. Logan wasn't able to follow directions and bring Gabrielle to me...I'm glad he didn't. If so, our dear Ella wouldn't be here."

"You knew my father and mother? How? Who's Logan?"

"Hush child." The man snapped. "Woman and children these days...disrespecting men. Now with their rights, opinions and voting...makes me sick! I will not tolerate that attitude."

"Let me go!"

"I said to hush!" He slapped me and sent me flew to the pillows. My heart clenched and I missed my family dearly.

"You won't get away with this, they will find me."

"Let them. I shall kill them all."

"They will kill you first!"

"Ha," he put his hand behind his expensive dark robe and paced from the side to the front of the bed. "I saw the creation of the wolf shifters and know how to kill them. I am the oldest, strongest, and most self controlled vampire in the world. You my dear should thankful that I'm even in your presence."

"It does not matter. He will kill you all."

"Ah, my dear son Markus?"

"He is not your son!"

"He is part of my creation. He has my venom, no? Does he not have fangs and crave blood? He is my son. They are all my children and like children I expect obedience. I made him who he is today, I gave him immortality, I deserve something in return."

"No."

"I expect him to arrive soon, and you my lovely have done your job perfectly."

"Me? What have I done?"

"Well hate him of course. Without you putting down that fountain of hate, anger, and pain, my dear son would have no reason to prove himself worthy to you."