Page 128 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

"Game on, my sexy beast." I teased, licking my lips.

He smirked sexily before his lips crashed against me in a hungry animalistic kiss as a low growl left his lips. My heart thudded in anticipation. My beast had truly awakened and all I wanted was to be devoured by him…

113. Delsanra

RAYHAN

It had been two days and nights yet still, she managed to escape us. I was one of the best trackers in The Black Storm Pack. Despite being an Alpha, I had the ability to blend in well. I was fast, sharp and nothing got past me. Well, not until now. This little witch was impressive despite the fact her powers were sealed, but I was beginning to doubt that, especially with how well she was hiding her tracks.

That was until now, when we finally rounded in on her. The difference? I hadn’t slept and we hadn’t stopped - I’m sure the witch needed sleep more than us wolves.

We were now on some rocky terrain, dense with forestry. She was smart to stick to paths near water, but that also meant there would be plenty of trees around. We had been searching high and low, I had a feeling she was retracing her steps too. The sun would soon set and I needed to find her. The other problem was that there were some Manangal in these woods. We had come across three already.

Uncle had said there was a high chance for some to still be out there, and it seemed like it was true.

"Alpha." Lola said quietly as she landed next to me, passing me a pair of pants as we shifted back.

Lola was the daughter of the current Beta, and she would be my Beta when the time came. She was two years older than me, strong and one of my closest friends.

"What is it?"

"Shall we proceed, or do you plan to go alone?" She asked, pulling on the oversize shirt.

I flashed her a smirk,

"We need answers, I think going alone would work out better. I’ll mind link you if things go wrong. Just be on the lookout, if she tries to get away, knock her out.

"Got it." She said, cracking her knuckles.

"Really Lola, she’s as weak as a newborn pup. Go easy on her." I said as I walked closer to the faint scent, looking down at the river thirty feet below the cliff edge.

"Oh? Then she shouldn’t get past you, should she?"

"Well… I have to be a gentleman. I can’t go hitting women." I said lightly, as I gave her a small nod, glancing at the few men who were with us. They knew their job and each one nodded before I jumped off the jagged edge and landed on my feet upon the ground below.

Now to find the witch… I scanned the area, smirking as I looked at the rushing river, the upended tree, some hedges… Where are you hiding, witchy? I looked back at the upturned tree roots… She is only sixteen and is said to be very small. I sniffed the area, getting closer to the tree, a smirk of victory crossing my lips.

Oh, this little mouse has nowhere to run to now… I saw the piles of nettles and thorns that were piled together and my smile vanished. A sliver of guilt rushed through me as I moved the prickly bushes, tossing them aside. There she lay in the fetal position, her knees tucked into her chest, her pure white hair, which was patchy with dirt, covered her face. Her heartbeat was very faint, I wondered how I didn’t pick it up, but I guess with the rushing river… and it seemed she was so exhausted that she didn’t even hear me approach.

She was tiny… If I didn’t know she was sixteen, I would have assumed she was about twelve. Bruises, runes and wounds covered her bare arms and legs. A fresh rash thanks to the nettles added to her already battered body and I stepped back, feeling stabbing guilt rush through me. Did we push her to resort to this? She knew she was being followed…

Her scent of orchids and ylang-ylang drifted into my nose and I crouched down, reaching out, but before I could even touch her, she jolted up. Her startling blue eyes were wide with fear, a fear that soon turned to anger and hatred.

"Stay away!" She shouted hoarsely. Her voice was soft, but it held strength.

Everything I had planned went out the window. I was not going to manhandle a girl who had been through hell from the looks of it… even if she was a witch. What Kiara said now made sense.

"Alright… I won't approach. We just have some questions." I said softly, raising my hands in surrender.

She glanced at me, then looked away, shaking her head bitterly. She didn’t believe me.

"We just want to know, what day Endora will attack." I asked quietly.

"First… Let me go."

"Now I can’t do that, can I… I need an answer first, then you’re free to go." I said softly.

"She’ll find me and kill me if I answer that, but then again, you dogs wouldn’t care if I die, right?" She spat.

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