Page 4 of Wolf Alpha's Forbidden Affair

I don’t know how I’m going to be able to accept all of this because I don’t know how far he is willing to take this. I don’t want to see my family die because it wouldn’t be right. It wouldn’t be right to go down that path and allow them to die in a way where Mateo would take over. I wish that they would have been able to do the right thing and make some kind of treaty. I hope I could have convinced them to do. I know my parents are not the easiest to get along with, but they know when they need to give something up. I don’t know if they are going to make the right decision if I tell them what Mateo wants but they can at least try. At least it would stop even more bloodshed. Isn’t that the right thing to do?

I can’t be completely certain about where this is going between us, but it seems like he is tempted to see where it goes as well. I wish that things could turn out for the better but when he walks in again, making me look up, I know that it isn’t.

My heart practically skips a beat as I stare at him, wondering what he is going to say to me. I couldn’t be completely certain about what’s going through his head, but it is becoming more and more apparent that the mate bond is pulling him in closer as well. I’m okay with that but I hope that he does the right thing, and he doesn’t try to screw me over in the process. I couldn’t be completely certain about that though. This could very well turn around and bite me in the ass.

“Mateo.” I greet him, setting my book down and trying to remain as nonchalant as possible, “I didn’t think you would come so early today. What do I owe the pleasure?”

“I am meeting your parents tomorrow.” He explains to me, making me go incredibly still, “I am going to try to make a treaty for the sake of our relationship. I’m not going to hand you over though if what you’re telling me is true. I won’t see you married off to someone.”

I wonder why my heart flutters when he says that, “I honestly thought that you wouldn’t give a damn. I thought you would have done the right thing and made sure that your people were safe. Why care about a prisoner?”

His eyes flash and he gives me an annoyed look, “Don’t start with me, Addison. I understand that you are frustrated with me, and you have every right to be, but I have a right to be angry with you as well. You need to understand that we are at war and being in this cell is the best place to protect you.”

“Protect me from what?” I challenge him now, rising to my feet because I don’t know how much more I can handle this, “I think you misunderstood. I am not a damsel in distress. I do not need you to protect me, and I don’t need you fighting my battles. Thank you for being concerned about me, I appreciate it and it does make me feel very good about myself but that is as FAR as that relationship goes. I can’t accept the fact that you keep lying to me and you’re trying to make this seem like you’re doing this for me when you are not.”

“What do you mean?” He yells back at him, balling his hands into fists, “I don’t know what’s going through your head, but I can assure you that everything that I am doing HAS been for you. I know you might not be able to believe it, but it is the truth.”

I can’t believe him because he is not being honest. He is not doing this for me. He would NEVER do this for me because there’s no reason for him to. He’s going to keep doing everything for himself and then I’m going to be on the short end of the stick. He’s going to hand me over when he has the chance and then I’m never going to be able to get out of this.

Fuck me.

He moves closer until we are practically toe to toe as he glares at me, “I would never do that to you, Addison. I don’t know why you have a vendetta against me when all I have done is try to protect you from those who wish to harm you. You might THINK that I am the bad guy, but I can assure you that there are worse people out there who would eat you alive.”

My lips part with surprise as I just gaze at him, wondering why he has resorted to threatening me, “I’m not afraid of them.”

“Maybe you should be.” He corrects me coldly, folding his arms across his chest, “If you keep this up, I’m not going to be able to protect you… So please shut up and listen to me for once.”

How about he shuts up?

I just turn away, “Do whatever you want, Mateo, because that’s what you are going to do. I might want you as my mate, but I doubt you’re ever going to feel the same way because I do not live up to your standards and that is okay. I know I’m not going to be perfect and I’m fine with that. I just hope you realize what is coming your way.”

“Are you threatening me?” He snaps, moving closer and I see the fire brewing in his eyes, “You have no idea what I am capable of, Addison, what I could do to your family if I wish to. The hatred towards the Royals and what they have done is unimaginable and I am keeping EVERYONE who wants to harm you away. I think you should thank me.”

I should want to thank him, but I bite my tongue and hold myself back because how can I allow him to treat me this way. I understand how he is feeling and how he might be a little upset about the situation, but he doesn’t need to take it out on me. He might have gotten frustrated with waiting for me on this because he ended up storming out of the cell and slamming it shut behind him, cursing as he did so.

I don’t think he’s going to be talking to me for a while.

Chapter Six

Mateo

I thought that the Royal family wouldn’t so much as try to talk to us, but the minute Addison’s name was mentioned, we were allowed in. The tension is thick in the air, and I know they probably want to kill us, but they can’t because there is a truce for now. The same that comes with my people. I’d love nothing more than to rip the head off of the bastard who killed my father but all I can see now is Addison’s disappointed face when she would find out. I have no idea why I care so much, and I don’t even want to think about it anymore. I don’t want to even imagine what she’s going through, and I don’t want to try and worry about it. I just need to get this done.

“So, what are you prosing then, Mateo?” The King asks me, folding his hands on the table and giving me a look that would have made others cower back but I’m not that kind of fool, “I understand that you think you have something on me but I’m going to warn you right here and now that you better not be messing with me because I don’t take kindly to those who continue to test my patience.”

I want to rip his head off, but I hold myself back, “I have Addison. We captured her in Rogue territory, and I have her hidden away in a cell. I figure that you would be willing to finally make peace and give us what you owe us due to the fact of keeping her safe.”

The King’s eyes flash with rage before he calms down, “You would be correct, I do want to keep her safe but I’m also not keen on dealing with those who wish to threaten me. I understand that you feel like you have some kind of power right now, Mateo, but how do you see this going? Why do we owe you?”

I jump to my feet as my fury swells, glaring at him, “I don’t know if you remember precisely who I am, but I LOST everything because of you. You killed my father, saying that he had committed treason just for speaking out. You didn’t even let him say a word and he was dead. My mother ended up dying not too long after from a broken heart. And your MEN went into Rogue territory and MURDERED my siblings in cold blood. And you did nothing about it. So yes, you do owe us because I’m not the only one with that kind of story.”

I settle myself back down as he looks surprised. He probably didn’t know what I was bringing to the table, but I can assure him right here and now that I’m not putting up with any of this. I don’t agree with what has happened now and I can assure him that I would rather be caught dead than ever allow that bastard to ruin anyone else’s life.

I know he thinks that he is going to win this, but I will kill him and break the truce. He needs to be disposed of and I will die trying, but my thoughts keep going back to Addison. I know she might not want her family to be shipping her off, but she doesn’t want to see them die. I hate this, it makes me feel miserable. I have been through so much and I know how she might feel if I did it so it’s why I haven’t done it yet.

“I’m sorry for your loss.” He murmurs, shaking his head, “but I don’t know what you want me to do about it. It’s been a long time since all of their deaths, and I think that you KILLING my men isn’t going to bring them back.”

“I’m not asking for them.” I correct him, seeing how he looks at me with confusion, “I want to establish a new territory, a pack with Rogues who have been exiled for no reason. Of course, I will continue to have regulations on who we allow inside but even you know that sometimes, people are treated unfairly, and it was done by YOUR people.”

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