Mated To The Pack’s Doom

Damien

I waited for Arielle to walk outside that door before turned to Beatrice.

"Electrocution might not be enough but we still need to try something on that witch." She hissed as she walked to her table.

My wolf got the strong urge to grab her by the neck and slam her against the wall but the more rational part of me held back. It was unnecessary to be angry at her.

She was only doing her job and I shouldn't care.

I flashed my wolf's eye at her to let her know I was angry at her.

"Just keep studying the books and try as many options as you can," I let out. The quicker the Hex got lifted, the better things might turn out.

"I still think Electrocution is the best option, Alpha. You should let me try it—"

My wolf seized control as her words filled its ears and before I could stop it, it grabbed Beatrice by the neck.

"Are you forgetting that hurting —that witch— brings me pain too?"

"Alpha, I… am sorry—" Beatrice choked out and like her skin burned me, I dropped her. "By the next blood moon, we can kill her without harming you. You just need to wait…"

I flashed her a look of disgust. "I don't have time to wait. Just do your fucking job! Find another way to remove the hex. We aren't killing her, or electrocuting her, you hear me?"

I didn't give her the chance to reply as I stormed out of the shop.

My wrists were still trembling with rage and as much as I wanted to pour it all on Beatrice, I knew it was more to myself. And it was all because of Arielle.

My emotions were a rollercoaster of traps and confusing turns. One moment, I was certain about what I wanted to do with her. But the next, I wanted to get as far away from her as possible!

Irritated, I turned in the direction of my chambers, hoping to find some peace there but the moment I turned, my wolf growled. It became restless and began to pull me in the opposite direction.

My wolf felt very much alive, and I hissed as I recognised it again.

It was my mate's connection. Something was happening to Arielle. Again.

Did that girl ever stay out of trouble?

I turned out the pressure and continued to my room, but my wolf growled again.

'Damien... our mate!'

My fists tightened at my side. "It's probably nothing serious."

'This is fucking too serious!' My wolf hissed as it forced itself into control.

My feet stopped and my legs turned. Before I could stop my wolf, my body began to run towards the pull.

The further down I got, the more concerned I became.

Her scent was still in the corridor, I could smell confusion too.

Did Raymond take her away for torture as soon as she came out? Or did she willingly take herself into trouble?

Her scent carried me away from her quarters and led me straight to the male quarters.

When I understood where I was going, my chest tightened with anxiety. Alarm slowly bubbled up my guts for what could be happening to her.

"Fuck!" I quickened my pace, until I stopped at the room where the scent was the strongest.

'… here...' My wolf growled.

I kicked open the door with a lot of force that it flew off its hinges and crashed in the wall opposite.

Three men, half naked with one already holding his hard member in his hand stared back at me. I looked down at the bed beside them and Arielle lay unconsciously on the floor.

Her gown raised to her stomach, leaving her lower body completely exposed to their lustful gazes.

In that moment, I couldn't tell what came over me. But rage blinded me, and I lost complete control.

I became blood thirsty, and it would only be quelled if I unleashed the carnage I had in store.

One man forced a smile and tried to get chummy with me. "She's a witch, my lord, she deserves to be raped—" But as soon as he started to speak, my sharp claws, tore into his throat.

The remaining two tried to run for their lives but it was too late. I was a predator that couldn't be outsmarted.

I turned to the nearest one to me and ran in his direction, I twisted his neck, severing his spinal cord.

"Alpha, I'm sorry! Please!" The last one tried to make a break for the door, but I caught up with him and slammed his head several times into the tiled floors until I crushed his skull.

All three of them died in less than a minute and that was when my senses returned. But the damage had already been done.

Screw it.

I turned to the sleeping Arielle and took her in my arms to my chambers.

The moment news got out that I had killed those men because of Arielle, there was going to be an uproar, but I would take care of it when the time came.

My eyes moved to Arielle and as I watched her sleeping form on my bed, something warm trickled through. For a moment, I forgot all about my problems as my body felt drawn to her.

I knelt at her side and touched her shoulder; they were warm and smooth. It made me wonder how she cared for her skin in these conditions.

'Claim her...' My wolf whispered, but I knew he was only delusional.

I sadly backed away. "No, I won't do that. I can't do that; she is nothing but a witch." Yet even as I said the words, I felt the bitterness on my tongue.

It was almost as if the whole of me, rejected the idea of me refusing her…

Why was it so hard?

All I ever wanted was a mate, a cute mate to cherish and take care of for the rest of my life. Someone I could protect and truly love…

It was unfair. The Goddess was unfair.

Why of all people, was it Arielle?