Page 115 of My Forbidden Alpha

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He is insane; he is completely mad. Does he think I would ever allow him to control me, let alone allow him to continue his evil ways?

His eyes are fixated on me, almost unseeing, as if envisioning a future where he is indeed a god.

“You really are delusional. I will never side with you and your sadistic evil ways,” I spit venomously, staring him down, my eyes blazing a steely silver.

“Yes, you will! I am the reason you are on this fucking earth!” he snarls, his canines elongating as he glares at me with hatred.

I scoff. “Keep pissing me off and I swear by Selene I will tear your heart out!” I counter.

Even my wolf seems on edge, wanting to come forward and attack. I can feel her extreme anger towards Zidane. Although her presence only became known in my head when I turned eighteen, she knows the pain this man has caused me. She has been there dormant from the beginning, unable to do anything. But she sees my nightmares, re-lives those memories and the horror of everything he has done to me. She is a part of me, the only one who truly knows what I have faced.

She knows the abuse I have suffered at this man’s hand, most that I know I have blocked out, but the trauma remains. I don’t think I will ever truly recover from it.

I have kept my silence to protect my loved ones, even Mama doesn’t know the things I’ve experienced. But I will not be afraid of him anymore.

Even now, as he spews nonsense that falls on deaf ears, I stare back. He is just a man, just a pathetic evil man who bullies the weak.

He growls loudly, his aura rolling off him in waves, weighing down around me. He kicks his chair aside, stepping closer to me.

I am not afraid of you. I am not that little girl who will cower in fear and beg you to not hurt me!

But before he can get to me, Elijah is by my side, his powerful aura swirling around him, but Zidane has suddenly stopped, and all eyes are on me.

That’s when I realise they are not the only ones in the room with auras so powerful and I’m not the only one who has realised it. There’s a third. The powerful aura of a third alpha, perhaps not as strong as theirs, but impressive enough to make Zidane stop in his tracks.

“So, it’s true.” Zidane breathes out. His anger suddenly vanishes, and it is replaced with a mad glint of excitement in his eyes. He inches closer towards me, but Elijah growls, warning him to stay back.

Suddenly I sense something behind us, but Elijah is already spinning around, and I turn, seeing the woman and Cade rush towards us holding syringes that no doubt contain poison.

In a flash, Elijah transforms into his huge light brown wolf, slamming Cade across the room with his paw.

“Kill him!” Zidane snarls, “But I want her alive!”

Cade shifts into his own wolf and leaps at Elijah. Although he is visibly smaller, he’s a strong beta wolf. Elijah growls, flingingthe woman across the room with one swift swipe. She goes flying, crashing into the wall, but she gets up instantly as if the throw had no effect on her. She may not have her wolf, but she is strong as well.

We need to leave.Elijah’s voice comes.

Yeah. With Elijah keeping the other two away, I glare at Zidane. He’s the most dangerous one here.

“I came here as you wanted, and you thought you could try to double-cross me? Fuck you, Zidane!” I spit.

Why am I even surprised? What was I expecting from him? He is not the kind of person who will ever listen to anyone or have any good intentions.

He has always been a psychotic monster, and he still is. I’m going to end him.

I take a few steps back, but as Zidane steps forward I rush towards him, channelling all my rage.

Be careful, Red!Elijah shouts through the mind-link.

I ignore him, shifting mid-air into my stunning silver-grey wolf. Zidane pauses, crazed awe in his eyes as I lunge at him, but even then, he doesn’t shift. His eyes trained on me. Time seems to slow as I watch the excitement in his eyes. I bare my teeth, ready to rip into him, but he simply raises his hand, grabbing my wolf by the neck. The force of the impact makes him stagger back, but his grip remains tight.

I slash out at him, managing to rip through his sleeve as he partially shifts, his claws digging into my neck, but then he’s thrown to the ground by Elijah and I am free. I turn, slashing into the woman who tries to attack me just as a dangerous growl rips through the room ringing off the walls.

Elijah.

I turn to see his burning eyes glare down at Zidane, who is under him, but Zidane’s calm makes me uneasy. Why is he so excited?

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