THE DOUBLE C ALPHA CHASE

Chapter 8

ANYA'S POV

"Are you a vampire?" Alpha Chase's words struck me like a physical blow, leaving me utterly dumbfounded.

The words hung in the air, anticipating for me to decipher what they meant.

Every inch of the word sounded extraordinary unfamiliar to my ears.

A vampire? How can I be a vampire when I just told him that I'm a werewolf and an omega at that? How can I be a vampire when both my parents were werewolves?

" No,no,no,I'm not a vampire. Both my parents were omegas, and there has never been a history of vampires in my bloodline - none that I know of. There was no whisper of vampiric lineage in our bloodline, none that I’d ever heard " I said in a rush as I never knew the reason for the question neither did I know what the outcome of the question will be.

But I definitely know that my answer will determine whatever outcome of the results.

" Anya," Alpha Chase said while looking deep into my eyes - as if searching for some deep long answers in them

" If I may ask, what brings about the question? Not up to five minutes ago, I discovered that you are my mate,"

" Before that," Alpha Chase said, cutting me off my sentence, while he broke the eye stare, and suddenly, he felt uncomfortable on the bed.

Doubt clouded his eyes, mixed with an emotion I couldn't quite decipher – a raw desperation that lingered from the moment he’d posed that impossible question.

" You reacted to the vervain laced at the borderline. A werewolf should not be able to react to vervain as they were only poisonous to vampire," he said as he ruffled through his hair.

" Wait a minute. Why is vervain laced at your borderline? Is there any incidence of vampires lately? I asked before he could get to say anything else

His eyes were filled with doubt, and one other emotion I couldn't fathom. The desperation he has been feeling at the very moment he began to ask those questions are now left unsatisfied.

" Just tell me who you are? You can't be a werewolf alone and react to the vampire poison. It is not possible. Who the hell are you!" His growl vibrated with anger, the desperation now sharp and edged in his gaze

For a second,I saw his fangs came out - or so I thought. He must feel like a fool, I thought, an Alpha unable to identify his own mate, whose mate, in turn, was a mystery even to herself.

Just then, I noticed that I was still looking at the enraged Alpha eyes without flinching a bit. I wasn't scared of him - which is surprisingly encouraging. For the very first time, I wasn't scared of him.

' He is your mate for a reason. You are meant for each other,' Rhea said happily as she had been quiet since the very beginning of the interview

' But I was scared of Arlo Matteo,' I said back at her. Having no excuse for my statement, she quit.

" I'm a werewolf," I said

" Why the f**k did you then react to vervain!"

" I don't know! Okay, I don't f*****g know. All my life, I've been attending to the Alpha and his pack. I have never been able to have a feed of my own neither was I given the opportunity to attend school. I've always been in the basement doing all choice of house chores," my voice cracked with fury.

" I turned when I was 16, and I have never for once have the thirst for blood. I mean, that is the popular and common way for surviving as a vampire. So tell me, why and how I reacted to your vervain!" I screamed in fury as I was madly infuriated.

A tremor ran through the chandelier above us, its lights flickering erratically before plunging the room into momentary darkness. The nearby lamps sputtered and died simultaneously. A sudden gust of wind swept through the room as if long-held barriers had finally yielded.

Anger and frustration surged through my veins, yet beneath the fury, a strange sense of release bloomed. An unfamiliar power thrummed within me, an undeniable urge to lash out. Without conscious thought, I flung my hand towards the Alpha, and the heavy chandelier tore free from the ceiling, hurtling in his direction.

He moved with astonishing speed, narrowly avoiding the impact. Impressive, a detached part of my mind registered. He is an Alpha for a reason - I thought. Then, fueled by a force I didn’t understand, I began throwing anything within reach – lamps, books, anything that wasn't bolted down, without moving an inch. All these objects moved in the same direction I wanted. The primal urge to hurt him, to lash out at his accusatory anger, threatened to consume me.

Rhea was nowhere to be found. I can feel the emptiness and void space in me, the hollow ache where her presence usually resides.

" Anya!" The voice, sharp and commanding, sliced through the chaos in my mind, triggering a brutal migraine. Dizziness washed over me, followed by an overwhelming wave of exhaustion.

The voice, calling conscioness to my unconscious mind and body, make me stop whatever the hell I was doing. Staggering, I feel into a rigid and firm structure

" What just happened?" I asked no one in particular

"Anya, why the hell did you have to be this complex," the voice that had dragged me back to awareness muttered, just before the darkness claimed me once more.