Page 13 of Her Destined Alpha
“Well, what makes you think I’d ever consider you as a partner? I don’t like animals, especially dogs. Doyou think I’ll date one? Yuck. Gross. Yeah, never. Secondly, just because I’m your apparent mate, do you think I’ll stay with someone who abuses and lets others abuse the innocent? Never. Now just go!”
The insults didn’t bother me, but the look on her face... she hated our kind from her very core, and I couldn’t blame her. She had every reason to. I needed to give her space.
“Okay, I’ll go. But if you need me…”
I looked around, spotting a pen. I picked it up, pulling the lid off with my teeth, and took hold of her hand, wanting to feel her touch one last time. I had found my mate… and I was going to have to leave her…
I pushed her sleeve up. The string of sparks was so damn perfect. I frowned at the marks on her arms, but I ignored them and wrote my number on her supple flesh, making sure not to press too hard. She was too surprised to say anything. I put the lid on the pen and tossed it onto the bed.
“Take care of yourself, Kitten,” I whispered.
Raising her hand to my lips, I kissed her wrist softly, making her inhale sharply before yanking her hand away. I let go of her, picking up my jacket and walking to the door. It took all my willpower not to turn back toward her because if I did, I wouldn’t be able to walk away.
Her heart was thudding, but she didn’t speak. The moment I stepped out, the door was slammed shut, and I heard the key turn.
That couldn’t keep me out… but I had to give her space.
I walked away, wondering if she was watching. I wasn’t going to go far. I intended to stay near in case anyone else came for her. In fact, I never got to ask why those people were after her.
I took out my phone and dialled Marcel’s number. He was my uncle and part of the family. I wasn’t sure he’d appreciate me calling him so late at night. But it was important.
“Rayhan?” His groggy voice came.
“Yeah, I had a few questions. Got a minute?”
“Well yeah… everything okay?”
“Yeah, it is. I just had a question regarding the witch Endora had held captive back then. The one who told us the date and time of the attack. Can you tell me everything you know about her?”
“She’s dead, right? Why do you want to know?” He sounded sharper now.
“I was just curious,” I replied truthfully. I wanted to know how badly my mate was treated; what made her feel disgusted at the mere sight of me.
“Okay, well, Endora brought her a year-”
“Skip that, I mean, what did she go through at Endora’s and your pack’s hands?” I know I sounded harsher than normal, but I couldn’t stop the unbridled anger I felt within.
“Okay, calm down, son.” I sighed.
“Right. Go on.”
“Although I was in charge, they weren’t my pack alone. They listened to Endora, but I’m not innocent. I saw it plenty of times, Endora commanding the guards to beat her.” I closed my eyes, trying to calm the anger that was blazing like an insatiable inferno. “She was beaten on a daily basis. All I knew, or what I was told, was she was a twisted little wench. We all know Endora lied, but she was different, far more powerful than Endora if given the chance to reach her potential. I could sense the darkness around her. Endora sealed away most of her powers, though.”
I couldn’t even focus.She was beaten on a daily basis.Those words screamed in my head again and again.
“… Rayhan? Rayhan?”
“Yeah, I’m here,” I said, trying not to shatter the phone in my hand.
“Did you have another dream?” He sure had a good memory…
“Maybe.”
“Don’t blame yourself. That child went through more than anyone should. She was better off dead than having to live with the trauma of all she experienced in life.” Those words made me feel a thousand times worse.
“Okay, I’ll talk to you soon.”
“Sure thing, son.” He hung up, and my hand dropped to my side, limp.
