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Chapter- 4

CASTORS POV.

In the batting of an eyelash, he threw himself forward, launching a blow at me in anger, but he missed. He tried again, and I moved swiftly, taking advantage of the anger that he had.

A little kick to his side, and he went tumbling over, growling in anger while I let out more sarcastic laughter.

“You are unfit for an Alpha; it's the way you get hurt—first your jaw, now your stance. How weak are you?” I questioned with lots of sarcasm while he passed me a glare, frowning intensely in response to my words. I felt a sudden headache, and I stuck to my feet slowly pulling away from him.

“What were they about? Why did you let her go?." Shade asked, still growling. He did that whenever he was furious, but he seemed to be going at it today.

“Nothing; just don't feel like letting you both get into a fight again,” I responded and watched as he gathered himself from the floor. I picked up a bottle and splashed the contents of it all over him while he drowned continuously, baring his canine at me while a sigh escaped my lips.

He launched at me, pinning me towards the wall hastily. I worked myself away from his grasp before knocking him off, but he was faster this time and had me hurdle across the chair. A smirk went to the corner of his lips.

“Who looks weak now?” he asked with a smirk, but I stopped as lots of thoughts crossed my mind: something was wrong; I should have known all along.

I reached for the bottle once more, sniffed hard into the air, and then glanced back at the shade, who had a confused look plastered on his face.

“This water, this drink, where the hell did you get it from?.” I asked, pulling even closer to him while he started blankly.

“I don't know; I think I saw some maids holding it and took one. Or not, I'm not so sure why?.” Shade asked, clueless. I moved the bottle closer to him, and his eyes widened immediately.

“It's a f*****g drug!.” he retorted. The turn of events shook us by surprise, while a frown formed on my face.

“It's a drug known to heighten emotions, and I'm certain I have everything worked out perfectly before; I should not have spoken down to bits like this. Something is wrong seriously?” I asked, still holding on to the edge of my sanity.

Why was a drug like this served into the water with us, and why was it present on Zeds Pack grounds? It was banned and deemed illegal, but why would he have an emotion-heightening drug roaming freely in the territory?

“However, more than this, I think we need to talk about something else. You also like Faedra right?.” I asked, and a brief silence ensued between both of us.

I saw the look of hesitation in his shade’s eyes. He wasn't sure what his response could be; he was probably thinking of what his answers needed to best be, but then he asked what to do, say, or think. Slowly, he bit his lips before glancing back in my direction.

“It's the same for you, isn't it?” Shade asked in response, and I nodded briefly with a frown on my face.

“It's a problem, and we need to solve it fast,” I responded to his question.

A light hiss passed across Shade’s eyes as he headed towards the closet to pick out a towel.

“It's not like I want to feel this way about her, faedra of all people? common. I don't know why it happened, but I know I need to get rid of these feelings; they made me sick.” Shade claimed again; it was sure to say he felt bitter; the look on his face spoke volumes; he was easily irritated by the terms of it all, and it wasn't like I had anything else to say.

“I'm not sure what it is I feel about her yet; it's probably the drugs acting out of us, but I know well now, and you do too; we both know what Fedora thinks of us; you heard her claims, complaints, and rants; she hates us.” I retorted before sinking into the chair, feeling somewhat bothered by the whole thing at once.

“She isn't lying; everything she says is the truth; as I said, the drugs heightened emotions, so it merely added more fuel to whatever it was that she had felt for us all along, and it is terribly on you because she hates us down to the core, but here we are, miserably in love with her.” I snapped again.

Shade threw the towel on my face before resting at the edge of the chair with a smirk on his face.

“Wipe your face with that; besides, don't use such terms like that; you may be miserable in love with her but not me; it makes me sick hearing things like that, please.” Shade responded; he didn't seem to understand just how much the gravity of Faedra's words had held up to me suddenly.

Bitterness ensued in my heart as I watched Shade rise to his feet.

“Common, it would not be that much of a problem; it's something easy to solve.” shade added in and soon walked out behind the door, leaving me somehow confused at the meaning of his utterance.

I drew out a long sigh before dabbing the sides of my hands with the towel as well. My mind cramped along with lots of thoughts; it was making me miserable, and the pain was unbearable for me.

The mere fact that deep within her she felt a hatred for us haunted my mind as it played in a continuous loop. The look on her face bore no difference either, as I saw in the theme was utter disgust, but why would she say things like that to us?

Could it be that she had begun harbouring feelings for Zed? Was that why she had wished that our child belonged to him? Why did she want to end the contract? Why did she speak without holding back?

I let out a frustrated grunt, tossing the towel to the side, but worse still was my response expected to be when she asked me why on earth I had acted like that, why I ran off to her and took her from Zed, or why shade had passed out such blames and accusation of the child being a bastard to her without thinking twice and hard about it.

She should never know the truth—the truth that we had subtle feelings for her.