Page 82 of Her Destined Alpha
“He tried to rape Delsanra. I only wish I had punished him a lot more before I sent him off,” I growled murderously.
“You can read my mind; you will see exactly what happened,” Delsanra spoke, her voice was shaky, but her eyes held a look of defiance in them as she stood next to me. I wrapped my arm around her possessively.
The two that had just arrived exchanged looks, and their conversation from earlier returned to me with full force.
“I think that might be a good idea… I also heard a rather interesting conversation earlier,” I said, my eyes fixed on the couple. The middle witch stepped forward.
“What is going on?” she asked, looking at Reginald suspiciously.
“I have no idea, don’t believe their kind. If he wants Delsanra, then take her and go,” Reginald said icily. “You have done enough damage here!”
“High Elder! How can you allow them to leave? Even if Dawson may have been in the wrong, what about the patrol earlier? You said Delsanra was needed-” the witch in the middle exclaimed.
“Enough! Yes, it was important, but right now the safety of our people is far more important, Magdalene.”
“Do you have something to hide?” Delsanra asked quietly. His eyes flashed as he glared at her. He sure did have a lot to hide.
“You have until the count of five to leave, otherwise, we will hold you for the murders of those you have killed!” Reginald hissed. “We were only trying to help you, but it seems you don’t want to live a life amongst us,to learn to control your powers, or to be one of us. So go with the Alpha... let’s just hope he doesn’t cast you aside like they usually do.”
“It’s okay, I’m used to being cast aside… but I know that he won’t.” Her voice was low, but the moment she ended her sentence, my emotions surged, and I couldn’t resist the small smile that crossed my lips.
“The truth will never stay hidden forever,” I said quietly. “If anyone tries to come after her again, I swear they will turn out worse than him.” I jerked my head towards the body on the ground.
I could tell Reginald held more power than the rest, and he was in the wrong... but right then, no one was going to listen to us. If we angered them, they’d try to shut our voice down. It was not over because I was not going to let anyone get away with the shit they put her through... but it was not the time. I took Delsanra’s hand and backed away slowly.
From the look in Reginald’s eyes, I knew he, too, didn’t think it was over.
Two species that hated each other from the bottom of their hearts.Yeah, this is far from over, but right now…me walking away was the best thing for him and for us…
Our eyes met, the challenge clear in them. Even as I created space between us, I knew he was only letting me out of here because he was scared of being ousted, but I also knew that more than half of the witches there would side with him. I couldn’t risk Delsanra. Not right then, but I would surely prove her innocence and return to make all those who made her suffer pay.
One thing about me – I never forgot anything, and I didn’t let anything slide.
“Let’s go,” Delsanra murmured. I nodded. Until things were settled, she would never feel safe. I turned away, scooping her up into my arms.
Until next time.
His Touch
Delsanra
Walking away from the Coven and its people was surreal. The power and threat of the man beside me had clearly been absolute. No one wanted to be on the bad side of the Lycan King, that was clear. For a moment, I wanted to see the man behind the terrifying reputation, the man Endora had wanted so dearly, the man who had ended up killing her; Rayhan’s uncle.
His words resonated in my head, and I still couldn’t believe they were true. He loved me. He said he loved me. My man, my mate. A man who could be as dangerous, protective, and terrifying as he was sweet, charming, and sexy. Even when he told me he was going to undress to shift, he teased that if I wanted to keep looking, I was welcome to. He was perfect…
When I climbed on top of his back, clinging to his backpack, my arms wrapped around his neck. I was content, I was safe, I was home.
We had passed at least three towns before Rayhan decided to stop, realising I was about to fall asleep on his back. We stopped before we got to the final town. He had quickly gotten dressed and took the bag from me. Offering me his hand, which I took with a racing heart, we walked into town together.
There we werein a hotel room together. He didn’t ask if I wanted a separate room, and I didn’t speak up either. I mean, I wanted to sleep in his arms again… but I also knew I wanted more…
After what happened, Dawson’s touch lingered, and I felt disgusted. Even after I showered for nearly an hour, the ghost of his touch was there no matter how much I scrubbed. Both his and Cheyne’s touches were there. I wanted Rayhan to remove them from me, but I couldn’t ask him that…
He had showered first before he had said he was popping out for some hot drinks and clothes after asking about food, which I declined.
We had shown up with blood on our clothes, and I was in just a jacket. Luckily, the woman at the counter had been more mesmerised by Rayhan’s face than anything else. One damn smile from him and she was rushing to do his bidding, looking all flustered. I glared at the wall ahead in irritation, stupid women.
I stepped out of the shower, enveloped in steam, and wrapped a towel around me just as I heard the bedroom door shut faintly.
