Page 44 of Alpha's Revenge Luna
“It’s not the same, we chose each other, yours is destined.”
“Well, I’m not so sure.It could be just attraction,” I remind her.She glares at me.“My Alpha is many things, but a liar he is not.If he says you’re his mate, you are.Deacon would never lead him astray.”
“Deacon?”I ask.
“His wolf, he’s a savage but the good kind.”
“I’ve never understood how he can be a Hybrid and have a wolf.”
“Don’t worry, Alpha was just as surprised, but if his wolf says you’re his, you must be.She nods, handing me the track pants, I pull them on and the moment I do, she clamps the handcuff on my wrist.
I look at her in horror, worried she will handcuff me to the bed.Only, I find her whispering to herself, her fear permeates the air as she holds the other cuff just off her wrist.
“I’m not a prisoner, I’m not a prisoner,” she chants softly, and I can hear her heart thumping louder when she clamps it on her wrist.
“Are you alright?”I ask her.I haven’t seen anyone scared of restraints like I am, making me wonder if she too is claustrophobic.
“I’m fine,” she says, swallowing thickly, and I see her eyes are glassy.
Feeling bad that I am the reason she is being put in such distress, I try to distract her as well as myself.“What did you mean about Dion doesn’t need a mate?”I ask her.
“He’s Hybrid.Back before mates were a myth, a mate couldn’t live without their destined once meeting them.Dion can; he doesn’t need to keep his destined mate, he’s immortal, stopped aging in his thirties and all resources we’ve found on vampires and Hybrid’s say the same.”
I nod slowly as she leads me out of the room and down the corridor.“Are there many Hybrids?”I ask curiously.
“Dion is the only one left that we know of; vampires were hunted into extinction, same with the rest.Although I am surprised, he survived childhood; he is lucky they didn’t eat him, although I believe his mother hoped they would.”she tells me.
“Pardon?”she chews her lip.She doesn’t offer any further information and instead leads me through the pack house to a part I’ve never been to before.It’s a huge gym.“You have a gym,but train outside?”
“More room outside, and Alpha knows we won’t leave the pack house otherwise; it’s his way of making us leave the pack house.He believes it’s not healthy for us to remain inside all the time.”she answers.
“You don’t like leaving the pack house?”
She doesn’t answer.However, as we move through the gym toward the partitioned off side, I stop in my tracks.It’s being set up like some kind of evacuation center, and the first thing I notice is the place is filled with rogues.
“He let rogues in?”I question before spotting Dion across the other side handing out blankets.Some of the cooks I recognize drag in huge pots full of soup, while a few other pack members set up a table, filling it with bread and fruit.
Dion looks over at me briefly before he is distracted by a child tugging on his shirt.She holds something up to him, and he scoops her up.His hand feels her foot for a second before he turns away,moving toward another table where clothes are.He grabs something.Sitting down with the child on his lap, I realize he is putting socks on her feet.
“Come on, we should help,” Tara tells me, and I nod, letting her lead me over to everyone.
Following Tara, we move to help everyone set up, which is extremely hard when our hands are handcuffed together.Three times we banged heads.I nearly jerked my arm out of its socket when we both moved in opposite directions to a grab box.
Moving from person to person, Tara and I hand out blankets when Kyrio approaches Tara.He cups her face in his hands, and I give them my back trying to offer them some privacy when I spot Dion watching me.He stares while one of his pack members talks to him.Dion’s eyes are dark and stormy, his jaw set, his expression unreadable.
I try to tune out Tara behind me, who is having a panic attack now that Kyrio is near about being handcuffed to me.I try not to let her words hurt my feelings.I know it’s out of the cuffs she wants, not away from me, but still, it hurts knowing howmuch distress I am causing her.
“I’ll speak with the Alpha,” I hear Kyrio assure her and I hear her sniffle, but my eyes are on Dion, unable to pull my gaze away when one of the women from the small group of rogues approaches him.She’d be a beautiful woman with long flowing black hair, if it weren’t matted, and she wasn’t caked in dirt.She peers up at him with deep, inviting brown eyes.
She places a hand on his chest and his gaze falls to her.He looks from her hand to her face.I bite my tongue back from the venom of jealousy, feeling bitter, fallen into a pit of confusion.Something falls in the pit of my stomach, and I avert my gaze in time to see Kyrio kiss Tara’s forehead.
I don’t know why I feel angry at her touching him.This is a good thing.Hopefully he’ll forget me and I can go home to granny and my brother.So I find my possessiveness of him unusual.I hate him.He killed my parents.I shouldn’t feel any sort of way toward the man after what he’s done, he is a monster.
Kyrio wanders off and Tara and I finish handing out the blankets.My gaze keeps going to Dion, although the woman is no longer touching him.
Passing the last blanket to another woman, we come to the next bed, which turns out to be right next to Dion and the woman.I keep my eyes down, placing the folded blanket on the edge of her fold out bed, while Tara places a set of clothes out for her.
“I’m out,” Tara tells me, peering into the duffle bag she is holding.I glance at mine on my shoulder also out of blankets.The woman giggles beside me, and my eyes dart to Dion, wondering what he said that made her laugh when her hand falls on his arm.
