His Mate, Her Redemption

Chapter 3; THE ONLY SOLUTION

ALPHA ZEDEX’S POV

I got out of my black jeep and was immediately hit by the unpleasant smell of humans. I wrinkled my nose in disgust, wishing I had sent Bob instead of coming here myself.

Even though I've been to the human world before, it still feels strange, and I can't shake the feeling of anger towards them.

It's been nearly three hours and Mogan still hasn't shown up at the agreed venue. If he had followed my suggestion, we could have had this meeting in either my Vermillion pack or his Cold Valley pack, instead of leaving me stranded here.

I'm losing my patience as I need to be at the Vermillion pack urgently, especially since we are in a critical situation where anything could happen at any moment.

In recent years, wolf hunters have become increasingly unpredictable. The thought of them sends shivers down my spine, not out of fear, but because they are determined to disrupt the world of wolves. Alphas have been staying with their packs to prevent the hunters from intruding in their absence, leaving their territories vulnerable.

I was feeling restless and decided to leave the club when my phone vibrated, grabbing my attention. I saw that it was the i***t calling.

"Why the hell did you~"

"De—dex, we are being hunted!" His voice came through urgently at the other end.

“Oh my god! By who? How?” I paced nervously around my table, my worst fears starting to materialize.

“Wolf's hunters have invaded. They are killing young wolves and taking the strong warriors away,” he explained, fear evident in his voice and his breath quickened.

I could empathize with the emotional state Mogan was currently experiencing. He has a very compassionate nature and cannot stand to see his subjects suffer, as he holds them close to his heart and treats them like family. Witnessing those he has cared for and protected being killed in front of him may have caused him to experience trauma.

“Guide your surviving wolves to the Vermillion packs for recovery. I will depart now. Remember to activate the secret formation and unlock it underground." I extended my assistance out of the strong bond we share, like brothers who have faced challenges together.

“This favor is beyond repayment in a lifetime, my friend. Cold Valley pack will forever remember your kindness.” He expressed his gratitude before ending the call.

My fist clenched and unclenched in anger as I watched carefree humans dancing around in the club. Zov, my inner wolf, was seething inside of me and trying to break free, but I had to keep myself under control to avoid revealing my true nature.

I despised humans for their greed and evil hearts, which I believed surpassed even that of wolves. They saw us as mere animals, treating us as such, despite us sharing the same red blood running through our veins and only having one life to live.

It's ironic how they viewed us as beasts and always attempted to harm us whenever they could.

I, Zedex, firmly believed in the principle of "an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth." While the hunters were cold-hearted towards wolves, I directed my ruthlessness and cruelty towards humans.

In fact, I went as far as making it a law in the Vermillion pack that during every mating festival, 12 humans must be sacrificed to honor the moon goddess, driven by my deep-seated hatred towards them. I have no intention of stopping until I declare it's over. After their audacity to attack Cold Valley, I have decided to sacrifice 15 humans to her during the upcoming festival.

‘We need to go right now,’ my wolf Zov insisted. As I started to walk away, I felt a bump from behind. Turning around, I saw a young man holding a woman who appeared to be heavily intoxicated.

“I'm sorry, sir. She had too much to drink and got herself into a mess,” the young man, who I assumed was a bartender based on his attire, quickly explained.

I nodded silently and turned to leave, as Zov was becoming impatient due to the human scent driving him crazy.

“Please, wait!” The young man halted me, placing the lady on my body before quickly running off.

I furrowed my brows in confusion, wondering what had just happened. Without hesitation, I pushed her away from me as if she were contagious. She fell heavily, but to my surprise, she burst into laughter.

She struggled to stand up, stumbling as she tried to keep her balance. Eventually, she stumbled in front of me and pointed her finger at my face.

“Am I not beautiful enough?” she slurred, her eyes rolling back as she spoke. "Look at me," she slurred again, slowly turning around. “Very mindful... very cute! Very demure!!!” She complimented herself, screaming crazily, and then grabbed the collar of my well-ironed suit, pulling me closer to her.

“Why did you cheat on me with my best friend?” she sobbed, burying her face in my chest. “I loved you my whole life. Why, Leo Hemes? Why?” Her sobs intensified, and suddenly she began vomiting on my suit, ruining the fabric.

“Damn it!” I muttered, my amber-gold eyes flashing with anger as I pondered what to do with her. It was obvious that she was clueless about her actions. Harming her would be pointless.

Despite Zov's objections and his attempts to provoke my fangs to emerge, I had no choice but to lift her up and try to restrain him.

I sat in the car with her as she continued to talk non-stop about how her ex, Leo Hemes, had broken her heart. She would switch between crying and laughing uncontrollably, which made me question what kind of person she was. I couldn't understand why she let a man affect her so much.

If I were in her shoes, I would pick my s**t up and seek revenge instead of wasting time crying over someone like that. But I'm not her, and I wouldn't be foolish enough to give my heart away so easily.

I entered the hotel room and placed her on the bed. As I tried to stand up, she grabbed my suit collar and held me down. Despite my attempts to free myself, she tightened her grip and suddenly leaned in to kiss my cheek.

Zov, who had been aggressive, paused and remarked, ‘She doesn't have a scent. Is she a she-wolf?’ It dawned on me that he was the first to notice this detail, which I had overlooked due to the alcohol on her breath.

"f**k me," she murmured in my ear, "Help me forget you, Leo Hemes." She added, seductively licking my earlobe, which sent an instant signal down to my d**k.

I disregarded my arousal at her seductive gesture and took her arms in mine, checking her pulse. The blood in her veins was cold, indicating that she was half dead and that was the reason she had no scent.

‘She's dying. Let's save her,’ Zov suggested, showing a rare moment of compassion towards a human. I was hesitant to help, still holding onto the grudge against humans for what they had done to us. If she wanted to die, it was not my concern as I didn't care.

‘Why do you want to help her?’ I asked Zov.

‘Because I find her interesting. Only our golden sperm can save her,’ he replied.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes, fully aware of his implications and the ensuing complications. Despite this, I was not prepared to form any kind of connection with a vulnerable stranger. Zov, on the other hand, was adamant that I should save her, even though he knew the risks involved.

‘She only has six months left to live. Our special sperm can extend her life by at least a year, and our golden ribs can make her live longer,” Zov's irritating voice echoed in my mind once more, causing me to question if he had been influenced by this cunning human fox.

He's even considering giving her golden ribs? Zov must be out of his mind. Why is he going above and beyond for a woman he barely knows? What's with the sudden affection? Is there something he's hiding from me? Why is he so eager to connect with her? No way, I'm not going to allow it.

I stepped away from her and positioned myself in front of the window, clasping my hands behind my back and squeezing them gently. Suddenly, I felt her tender arms wrap around me from behind, and she started planting kisses down my back.

My body trembled with nerves as I tried to stay composed, gripping my hands tighter as sweat started to form on my forehead. I had the urge to flee, as this moment had always been the most challenging for me. Despite Mogan teaching me about s****l activities, I still felt hesitant to engage in them, which has left me a virgin to this day.

She swiftly moved, turning me to face her, and cupped my face to lean in for a kiss. I attempted to avoid her advances, but she held my head in place and locked her lips with mine. Deepening the kiss, she explored my mouth with hers.

I remained still, like a statue, not returning the kiss or moving my hands. I stood there, contemplating my next move, instantly regretting not taking any of the s*x-education lessons seriously.

Now I’m at the mercy of this cunning human fox. Now she is going to take my virginity forcefully...someone help!