Untamed: The Alpha

265 HE WAS NOT THE SAME

“You can’t abandon her like that,” Sol protested at his father. He hated Jasmine for everything that she had done to him and all the spiteful words that were thrown at him during all those years, but no matter what, she was still his sister and knowing she was left alone in the den of wolves left him more restless than he imagined. It was simply not something that he wished to happen to her.

Archie stood up from his seat, and glared sternly at his only son. He always wished that he would become his most suitable successor, but as the time went by, he found out that he would even be glad if his son just had half of Jasmine’s guts. He would have thrown away Sol to do whatever he wanted if only Jasmine was born as a man.

As dismaying as it sounded, Archie was the embodiment of patriarchy. He valued his son over his daughters, though Sol became his constant disappointment, despite all the things that he had done for him.

“Of course, I can.” His voice was determined and cold. “She is a lost cause. A collateral damage.”

Sol stood up from his seat abruptly and looked at his father angrily for his comment on this matter. “She is your daughter!” He shouldn’t state this since it was already very obvious, but from the way he looked at things, it seemed he had completely forgotten about it. “She helped you to build this organization!” More than what Sol had done for the organization.

“Yes, but she will be the reason for our doom if we do something recklessly,” Archie argued with his son and Sol could see how cruel his father could be at this point. “She knows the consequences and she will not want to jeopardize what we have built.”

“So, you will let her be?” Sol narrowed his eyes at his father, anger and hatred must be dripping of his being for Archie to sigh helplessly.

“This is for the better,” he said and left Sol inside the room alone, trembling in anger.

“You will lose all of your children with your ego,” Sol managed to say it before Archie closed the door, but he pretended to not hear anything.

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Mohan remembered what had happened to Xo vividly, about how the young boy had ripped his body apart.

It was supposed to be him, who died at that time, because he was so careless and took charge to attack the wounded creature when Xo reminded him to back off, but he simply didn’t listen to him and went ahead blindly.

Right at that time, the young boy confronted him with his hand that had shifted into razor sharp claws, ready to tear his flesh, but Xo, without thinking twice, yanked Mohan to intervene with the sudden attack and used his body as a shield.

That shocked both of them, since Xo didn’t see that coming, or even Mohan was not aware what he was doing until it was too late and he saw the boy’s claws had pierced Xo’s heart and he dropped to the ground, breathing heavily for a few seconds before his body went deathly still.

The look in his eyes when his life drifted away from him was something that he would never forget. From the look in his eyes alone, Mohan knew that Xo blamed him for his demise.

“You need to get yourself checked,” Nikolai said, as he sat down next to Mohan. Both of them were back in the facility. They were safe, but the loss of Xo was very profound. “You look pale.”

“Yes, I think so,” Mohan mumbled and then stood up to get away from Nikolai. He couldn’t stand being close to him, knowing that he only told half of what led to Xo’s death to him, but in his defense, he didn’t lie. It was indeed the young lycan, who had killed their friend, their brother.

Mohan walked toward the infirmary to get some medicine to help him fall asleep, since he needed that the most right now.

“What can I help you with?” A young woman there greeted him and Mohan recognized her as Nikolai’s sister.

“Vanesha?” He remembered her name, since Nikolai talked a lot about her.

Vanesha frowned slightly, but then her face brightened up. “You must be one of my brother’s friends. Mohan, if I am not mistaken?”

“Hm,” Mohan mumbled.

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“All the wolves had died,” Chaos said, he spoke so close to Zuri, who had her back against him.

Zuri turned around immediately, to see Chaos was standing right behind her, emotionless like usual. Seeing him like this made Zuri think that whatever she saw earlier was only in her mind.

As if the smile on Chaos’ lips when he ripped apart those weird creatures, was something that was not even real. As if she had made a mistake, but she couldn’t shake this feeling.

Zuri knew what she saw and Chaos was indeed smiling, enjoying the feeling of helplessness and fear that emanated from the creatures that he killed. He was in bliss when he watched blood drip down from their torn limbs.

“What creature was that?” Zuri asked him point blank, Chaos must be aware that she had witnessed what he had done.

“Another shifter,” he replied tersely.

“I have never seen a shifter like that.” Zuri took a deep breath and then walked closer to Chaos. She repeated to herself that Chaos wouldn’t hurt her. He wouldn’t do anything that would hurt her, no matter how far he lost to his darkest side.

“They are rare species.” Chaos followed behind Zuri as she walked to the clearing, where there were only the dead bodies of many wolves on the ground.

Most of those poor wolves had their necks torn as blood seeped into the soil beneath them. At least, there were around twelve wolves there, a pack, and the only survivor of that pack was this little wolf in her arms, which whimpered at the sight of her former family in that gruesome state.

“Where are those creatures?” Zuri tilted her head to look at Chaos, who was standing next to her now.

“They are dead.”

“You killed them?”

Zuri didn’t need to hear the answer from him when she saw a satisfying look flash across his eyes when he replied.

“Yes. I killed them.”

The little wolf in Zuri’s arms whimpered, trying to snuggle even closer to her, finding warmth in her arms, looking for comfort after seeing the doom of her family.

“We need to burn the wolves,” Zuri said in a low voice. Those animals deserved to be treated better.

Chaos said nothing to that statement.

“I want to keep the wolf,” Zuri stated, that was not a request. She wanted to keep the wolf with her, since it reminded her of herself. How alone she was when Chaos was not there, but even now when he was standing next to her, she felt him slipping away through her fingers, as if he was a completely different person from the one that she knew in the past.

“Whatever,” Chaos replied and then turned around.

And as he had his back to Zuri and the gruesome scene of the death of the wolves, all of a sudden, those bodies caught flames. The fire lit brightly against the afternoon sun, as Zuri and the little wolf witnessed it.

However, Zuri didn’t plan to stay longer there until everything turned into dust, before she turned around and followed Chaos.

She could see that his eyes turned darker, the edge of his pupils even had this tinted color of red. He looked almost like a ferocious animal, if Zuri could put it into words and that was not something she liked to see in him.

“What do you feel?” Zuri asked him, concern palpable in her eyes.

“The sight of it is annoying,” Chaos replied. He threw a brief and hostile glance at the little wolf in Zuri’s arms, making it clear that he didn’t like this poor creature.

“Be nice to her, she is an orphan,” Zuri scolded him lightly. “Just like me.”

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“Get up and put this dress on,” Liam said, as he threw a dress to Jasmine. It was a silky yellow dress that would accentuate her body curves.

Some women would love to wear something so revealing like this, but absolutely Jasmine was not one of those women. This was not the dress that she would wear. She was especially against showing much of her skin in front of the whole pack.

Liam had told her that they would have breakfast together with everyone in the dining hall, where there would be hundreds of shifters, who would love to rip her apart without a second thought.

“I will not wear this dress.” Jasmine kicked the dress away from her feet. She was still slightly lightheaded because of the injection that she was constantly administered, but she was able to stand up straight now.

Liam tilted his head when he heard that, a devilish smirk played on the corners of his lips when he spoke again.

“Wear the dress or I will drag you out of this room without anything,” Liam said, while smiling. He was the Alpha, rejection didn’t sit well with him.

Even though Jasmine was his mate, after what she had done and how she led those filthy people to destroy his pack, he would do everything, anything to make her suffer.

“Do you want to try?” Liam approached Jasmine, as the woman glared at him.

And without waiting for Jasmine’s response, Liam tore apart the dress that Jasmine was wearing right now, leaving her naked, as she shrieked and tried to cover her body.

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