THE DOUBLE C ALPHA CHASE

Chapter 11

ALPHA CHASE'S POV

Never in my life had a promise felt so… weighty. My duty as Alpha was to safeguard the pack, a responsibility usually enforced with silent command, not spoken assurances. Yet, for Anya, words tumbled out, a stark deviation from my norm.

Anya is my mate. A rare mate whose original identity has not been proven. She can be a goddamm witch for all I knew, I don't care - she is my mate, and I won't allow anything evil to befall her.

I know I have drawn the line of war between me and the people of my pack, bending my own made rule for my mate. They have been the ones at the top of my neck to find a mate, and now that I've found one,not just any mate - my own fated mate, they want me to kill her,just because of who she is.

A tri-brid. The sheer improbability of three such rare genes intertwining within one being baffled me. The answers would come sooner or later

Thinking of her, I remembered she once said her mate was Arlo Matteo, a friend of mine from another pack. If only he knew what he had rejected. Suddenly, I felt angry towards Arlo, he never told me that he maltreated the Omegas of his pack - not that I expected him to tell me such disgusting attitude, knowing fully well that I have a disgust for people like that

Silver Pack has benefitted from my pack for decades, and it was all possible due to the fact that no one would suffer in both packs. My pack has been in the abundance realm for decades, and my predecessor took it upon themselves to cater for the low, neighbouring pack.

" Alpha ," the little, timid,tiny voice called my attention back to my vicinity, and I noticed that we were still standing at the front of the door, with my hand on her cheek

" Sorry, I got carried away," I said, opening the door as I pulled her gently along with me

" This would be your sanctuary,"

"But… this is your chamber, Alpha," she said, the title a sharp, unexpected prickle. Why the formality from my own mate, a being woven from such extraordinary threads?

Why would my mate call me 'Alpha'? I'm no Alpha to her - considering her three rare genes.

The main reason for killing vampires and witch is because, deep down, we fear them. We werewolves are afraid of them because of their supernatural abilities. A vampire bite could end a werewolf life. We might be faster than them, but never as it been heard that a vampire was killed by a werewolf in a fight - so we always took the first step,using vervain as our main weapon.

While we are better off them in a pack, a single vampire can't take down a pack of werewolves. So we strike first. Lacing our borderline with vervain is the first step in killing them.

" Anya, call me Chase," I said to her

" But you are the Alpha of the pack. It would be disrespectful of me to call you by your name, "

"Disrespectful is you calling your mate by his title," I countered, and she fell silent.

" The maids will attend to you henceforth, and if you have anything or anyone bothering you,don't hesitate to tell me," I said, but it seems my words did not mean anything to her, as she was busy looking around the room

" Look at me, Anya," I said, with a little command that she won't dare to defile

Her brown eyes locked with mine as she pouted her lips. Can she be any cuter - I thought. Just by looking at her, any rage or anger I felt will always dissipate. Seeing her sadness makes me sad, and I would kill anyone who was the cause of her sadness right at the spot. I feel every need to protect her and make her happy

Is this what having a mate feels like?

" If anyone, anyone at all, cause any discomfort to you, don't ever hesitate to tell me, or else you will find yourself paying for it. Do you understand me?," I said, looking all stern and serious as she nodded her head in correspondence

" Good,"

" You will start school, starting from next week," finding it difficult to say the word myself, I said it with less strength and little pain in me

I can't bear to let her go to school without me by her side. Giving her identity, she would be a subject of ridicule in the school. Knowing her unique nature, she’d be a bloom amidst thorns – though anyone foolish enough to harm her would face my wrath.

" School?" she asked, with anticipation and confusion lingering in her eyes all at once

" Yes. You said it earlier that you were not given the opportunity to go to school. Well, here it is. You will start school next week. I will assign some of my personal guards for you, and I will....," I said, but before I finished my sentence, Anya was already hugging me tightly

Cole leapt for joy as his mate initiated a hug. A tight, anchoring hug.

"I did not know you were taking notice of each of my words earlier," she said quietly. Following her sentence was a sniffle, indicating that she had been crying

" Are you crying?" I asked her, breaking the hug, as i pulled her off me gently to see if she had been crying

She has tears laced underneath her eyebrow

I pulled her for a deeper hug as I pat her back, running my hand up and down through her long, thick hair

" I take notice of each and every word and action of yours. Don't cry," I said to her, comforting her of her sudden emotional outburst

We were in that position for some minutes until she broke the hug herself. I wiped her eyes with my thumb as she released a long snifle

" Are you also going to school with me?" She asked, and I was taken aback with her question

" I'm twenty- seven, Anya. I've finished all my basic education. Do you want me to come to school with you?" I asked her, ensuring to make her feel safe and comfortable in my pack

" No, not at all. I just feel a little insecure. I don't know how the students at school will react towards me. I'm quite afraid of myself after discovering who I am. I'm expecting the same reaction from them," she stated her reason for asking the question

"Listen, sweetie. No one, I repeat, no one would hurt you. In fact, you would be surprised by how they would interact with you. You've got nothing to worry about," I said to her, and she nodded

"Use your words, Anya."

" Yes," she replied

" Good. Get ready for dinner,you must be famished,"

" Where.....," Anya start to talk,but I cut her off

" You are not leaving this room. Your food will be served here, and your bath will be taken in my bathroom. Your only movement is from school back to the pack house. Nothing more, nothing less. Do you understand?"

" Yes,"

" Good. Now, get ready for dinner. "

" Will you also have your food taken here?" A hesitant question. A desire I hadn't anticipated.

" If you want me to eat with you," I replied, the thought of her dining alone suddenly unappealing.

" I do," she said, and I smiled towards her

" Fine then. We would always take our food in my chamber," I said, sealing my sentence with a kiss. The knock on my door makes me break the sweet, pleasant moment.

It is time for dinner.