THE ALPHA QUAD'S DIRTY SAINT

Chapter 11—Let the war begin, August

DONATELA

I blinked fast. Mate?

Fate must be playing the most twisted and cruel joke ever with me right now.

He could hardly stand straight, but the door frame supported him. “Can I…?” His voice broke.

“Yes, but Father Cahiah…”

He staggered before I could finish my words, I had no choice but to catch him before he fell on me.

I helped him into my room through my drumming heartbeat. I could hardly breathe as Cahiah sat on my bed, staring at me.

He was fully drenched, his golden hair reminding me of that day at the pool. Why was Cahiah looking handsome all day today?

No. Dona. Cahiah isn't worth my admiration. He would always be that jerk.

Shaking my head, to ‘erase him off my head’, it only got worse.

Chaiah slipped his shirt off, his attractive abs came into view. My breath seized — No. Lord Jesus no!

“Em, Sh…Should I help you to your room?” I breathlessly asked.

Cahiah waved his hand dismissively. “No.”

I looked away because I had to. I can't afford to lose my sanity now at least not because of someone like Cahiah.

“Why can't you look me in the face?” His voice was still low, thick and lethal. “Did you hate me that much, Donatela?”

I turned abruptly. “If it was you, you would do more than this, Father Cahiah. You were rude to my mother!”

“I… I'm sorry.”

My heart dropped. Cahiah apologized to me? The real Cahaiah who declared a public war against me indirectly?

“You pathetic holy liar.” My voice trembled at that shockingly. “This is not who you are.”

He made to get up, something held him back so he sank back into my bed with a grunt. “Argh!” He breathed unevenly. “I..I should leave…”

Cahiah made an attempt again, but this time, his grunts increased. I couldn't leave him now, so I moved over and helped him.

“I didn't ask you to leave!” My voice was firm despite my unsteady heartbeat. “I'm not as wicked as you are.”

“I… am sorry.”

The words only made my heart tinge even harder.

“Cahiah, you rejected me, hated me, and even called me names!” I could hardly keep my anger in check. “What is really going on with you? One time you're nice and next time you're cruel.”

He bent his head, said nothing.

I didn't know what came over me and I don't want to know — at least not now. Perhaps Little Saint had left me again, and Donatela had taken over.

I sat on his lap, feeling his hard but wet bud against my thigh. Cahiah did not push me or protest, he only stared at me with those eyes that seemed to be looking into my soul.

Bending my head, I kissed his firm lips. Cahiah sat there rigid, let me suck on his lower lips and explore his mouth, then leaned away and stared back into his dreamy eyes.

“Who did I just kiss? Was that Cahiah my priest stepbrother, or Alpha August, the Pack enforcer who was no priest and not scared to sin?”

He said nothing.

“Talk to me! Who really are you right now?”

Then he reached out and kissed me deeply — almost too deep than what Cahiah would do

I didn't push him, I kissed him back, until he fell on his back while I was on him, skin on skin, torso to torso.

His scent filled my nostrils, the electrifying feeling making my adrenaline perk. Little Saint wanted to stop, because Cahiah was not just a priest but a jerk and a bully. Donatela was perplexed because August was an Alpha wolf, the pack enforcer more powerful than Donatella could ever be.

And the Cahiah I knew would have pushed Little Saint away by now, calling her dirty and unholy. August would have snapped at Donatela, calling her a w***e like her mother.

Both of us did not know who we were right now, but whatever it was, we did not stop.

Just as his hand touched my breasts, something snapped and I could hear a creak. I wanted to pull away to see but he held me tighter,

By the feel of his skin, I knew his wolf had taken over. The scent had dominated the whole room and supremacy was overwhelming.

Cahiah stopped kissing me finally. With one powerful swing, I was under him, while he towered over me like an Alpha that he was.

I was completely overtaken and overshadowed, my heart only beat madly, as our eyes locked into each other.

“Did you still not know who I am?” His tone was more menacing than ever.

My heart went up in flames, too weak to react.

But I shook my head. “Let me know, please.”

“Not now.” His voice turned husky and dark.

He reached out, tore open the singlet and covered my breasts and bent down to kiss me deeper while he played with my n*****s.

I moaned into his mouth, grabbed his wet hair as he gently rubbed my n*****s.

Before I could get lost in the lust, Cahiah stopped abruptly and looked into my eyes, breathing hard.

“What…”

The Alpha presence was gone, the only thing I could feel now was the cruel Cahiah I used to know.

He got off me instantly. “This will never happen again.”

I wasn't given a chance to talk. Not even breath, I laid there limply, and he left.

Like… he left. Just like that. While I was there, like a slut who just got f****d and the customer left.

No. I was no slut.

Possessed by something greater than me, I got up and rushed after him, without any clothes on. All of them had seen my nakedness anyway.

Cahiah leaned against the pillar holding the railing, I stopped five meters away from him. Let my heart lead. “Who just left my room?”

“Leave me alone, Little Saint.”

I took a step closer. “No. I will not leave, Who was that in my room just now and who is this right now!?”

My sanity finally lost it. This was clean and clear. Cahiah was the weapon fashioned against me and in just a matter of time before he would win.

“I said leave me alone, you devilish seductress!” Cahiah stood before me in the next minute breathing heavily. “Forget what just happened. You're not worthy of being my mate and you will never be.”

The ground upon which I stood shook violently, I almost fell at the vibration of his yell.

Now this was Cahiah, my jerk stepbrother. This was also August, the Alpha Pack enforcer and the man in my room earlier, was neither of them.

My lips shook, but the words came weakly. “You're not worthy of me either.”

“What?”

I looked him in the face. “You don't know who you are or what you are. Your arrogance is turning you into a monster.” My voice shook. How was I able to say this? “I may be a sinner, Holy priest, but I know who I am.”

His shoulder dropped. “Dona…”

“Let the war begin, August.”

A little glint appeared on his face. “We shall see, Cruella.”

“What is happening here?” Zion interrupted the tension.

Cahiah hissed and walked away before Zion could reach our side.

“Hey, why are you naked?” He pulled me near and tried to cover me up. I gently stepped back.

This was enough for tonight. “I'm sorry,”

“No you're not.” Zion started. “What's going on with you and Cah.

“Zion, I…”

“Come with me.” His stubbornness won. My legs followed into his room.

Father lord, the more I wanted to pull away from this hell, the more I sink in. Little Saint and Donatella are sinners, but why was it so hard to identify who I am at what time?

For the first time since Mum and Alpha Moses left, I prayed silently that they would come back soon.