Craving My Sister's Mate

19

~Eleanor~

I dragged my butt backwards, watching as the beta immediately transformed into his wolf form and both creatures lunged at themselves like sworn enemies.

My body hair rose. I forced myself to my feet, my wolf urging to crawl out of me but I didn't let it. I reached for the door, my breath desperate and rash as I barged out.

I didn't stop running, not even sure where exactly I was heading….but all I needed was to stay away from that building. Whatever it was that was wrong with the two wolves—I didn't even want to care.

After minutes of continuous running, I lost my breath and collapsed to the floor. My vision blurred for some seconds and cleared immediately. I scratched my finger on the floor, my whole body shivering.

No matter how I tried to put myself together, I ended up losing balance again. I couldn't even stand straight because my legs trembled as if I had caught a cold.

I glanced around, not sure where I was, but it looked like a basement.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

“How did I end up here?” I squeezed my dress, darting my eyes around. “Oh goddess! Please save me….”

Uncontrollable sob broke through my lips. I gritted my teeth, taking deep gulps to hold it all down, but nothing was working.

The basement wasn't too empty or dark. I could see every corner, and then my eyes landed on the entrance I came in from. Something began beeping, and I noticed it counting numerals from up to bottom.

I didn't know what it meant, but I rushed towards the entrance, out of breath, my wolf unstable at that point. I aimed to leave the basement quickly and find my way back to the prison yard.

Whatever came over me and my wolf was what I couldn't tell.

I tried as fast as I could, my heart throbbing continuously. The basement was so enormous that I felt like I wasn't running so fast.

The sound was still beeping and counting, and I thought it was about the entrance. Just like that, the door rolled down and clicked hard I felt the ground shake.

“Goddess! Am I going to stay here? Is anyone here?” I couldn't help but scream. What mess had I gotten myself into? If I had known, I would have just stayed back in my cell.

I wasn't even thinking about what happened before my eyes between two wolves, what mattered was me getting out before they picked up my skeleton.

Knowing that running was useless, I slowly trekked towards the door, checked to see if there was a way to open it, even if it was something to click on….but nothing.

Tears I couldn't hold streamed down my eyes, it was just so burning.

‘Let's check around if there's a way out.’ my wolf muttered to me, sounding tired.

I wanted to blame her, but it was useless. I had stopped her all these days, yet I deliberately gave in today and it landed on this. If I had let her take over me, we could have ended up joining in that fight.

But to think of it, who was that other mighty wolf? I had seen a beta wolf before and it wasn't huge like that. Even the beta’s wolf didn't look like it was beta….it was huge.

What exactly was going on?

I recalled what the mistress said about the alpha king and his beta, and then I got it.

That wolf that barged bore a unique scent, and when it came in, I was overwhelmed with not just fear but anguish too. The way I took off wasn't only out of fear.

Was that the alpha king? If so, why was he fighting his beta?

As the thought slammed my brain, my eyes narrowed. I took my wolf’s advice and began searching for a place to leave. There was no way a whole basement would have just one entrance, and to say that it's too huge was an understatement.

I hadn't looked well the other time. There were lots of cars parked. So many locked doors that didn't make a sound when I hit my palm on them.

“This is terrible! If that's the alpha king, then I need to go back and see what's going on…I have to know what's wrong with them. How can an alpha and his beta be in such a condition and even fight themselves?” I soliloquised as if someone was listening to me, still fastening my steps from one corner to the other.

My wolf had regained her energy and helped me with hers, so I wasn't that weak again.

I reached out from nook to crannies, until I ended up clicking on a green button of a door which I thought would lead me out….only to come face to face with weapons.

Dread washed through me. The alpha's half-brother's statement about him resounded in my head.

“Is he a killer? What's all these?”

I tried to leave, but my wolf instinctively pushed me forward into the room.

“We aren't supposed to be here, Wolfie.” I murmured, but picked up interest and fright at what was before me.

Different types of guns, knives, daggers, swords, masks and so on.

The room didn't look like life had been taken in it. It was just so neat and arranged like a packing store. That made me wonder what the other rooms would have in them.

My skin prickled, eyes bulging like it would fall out of its socket.

“So Alpha Collins was telling the truth. Is Alpha Deve a killer? Then how come he's ruling this pack? So he truly massacred his family?”

I shut my eyes, biting my lower lip.

No way! I didn't know what I felt for him, but I can't feel that way for a killer.

What does he plan to do with me after he finds my family? Take my life? Unalive the whole of us? Bury us alive?

All those thoughts made bile rise to my throat. I clenched my jaw, trying to hold myself from sobbing.

‘Is he a mafia? Only mafias have all those….’ my wolf chipped in, her voice husky.

Shaking my head, I began taking steps backwards, scared that if I turned at once, a knife could magically lunge at my neck.

I marched backwards, swallowing my saliva repeatedly, only for me to stumble on someone's feet and my head landed on a strong chest.

“What the….”

I turned to meet his burning gaze, bloody and cold. He wasn't completely human, and just the way he stood immobile, staring back at me made me wish the ground would open and swallow me up.

The scene of that knife at the club flashed through my mind….the way he sheathed a knife and showed me to my face, yet I didn't think otherwise.

When he finally made a move, I felt my wolf yelping and howling for attention. My feet dragged backwards while he came continuously.

His expression was so emotionless and his eyes darkened.

I didn't know if going deeper was a good option, but I was scared of what he would do to me.

When he reached the first table, he picked up a knife there, his gaze still pinned on me.

My legs gave out but I instantly held myself together, “Please….please…..”

He didn't care. I was just speaking to myself.

In the next second, he threw the knife towards me.