(JAMES'S POV)
The sole being that I have ever harbored concern for presently belongs to an external entity—the goddess. Why did I let my father talk me into rejecting her?
Why the f**k did I treat her so badly all these years?
I loved her, but my father kept threatening me to take my eyes off her, saying I wouldn't inherit the throne upon his demise.
Every thought of not having her towards myself increased my anger towards her, especially her being the reason why I couldn't get the leadership of the pack.
Dad hated Lia so much; I don't know why, but I guess it's because of her father, Conall. He forces her into his bed, f***s her with disdain, and when he's done, she comes out looking like a wolf who got hit by wolfsbane.
I wonder what he's doing to her, and I know he's doing something really bad, but I can't seem to place my nose on it.
The last time she went to his room, my father punished her badly; it looked like he tortured and f***s her every passing night. The last time he did it, I saw her lying lifelessly on the ground. I took her to her room angrily.
Why does she keep doing this to herself? And the worst part is that I told her to come to my room that night so that we could plan on leaving the pack and joining the rogue pack, but she f*****g went to his room. I asked her, and she told me she was singing for the rogues; that's why she couldn't do it. How pathetic.
I hate what my dad does to her; I hated her for letting him do that; I hated everything about the Crescent Pack because it always gave me reasons to be wrathful towards my beautiful Lia.
Dad always felt disdain for her whenever he remembered her father. Bullshit! I wonder what he even did to him.
I know my father doesn't equally care much about me; I know he's just acting up so that he can use me, and every passing day, I always feel so vengeful, almost to the point of letting him know my feelings.
However, doing so would result in my father's death, and that man, goddess, pardon me; he is a scoundrel who needs to be vanquished immediately, and I eagerly await the day when my wolf will be powerful enough to overcome him.
Oh goddess, please help her at this point. Now she's about to make a really big mistake because the goddess never paired her up with that son of a b***h, Alex.
He must have used up a spell or something to make it seem like it was the mating process because, through my investigations, I found out that Alex was worse than my father.
Alex is a red lycan. Red lycans are the strongest and rarest lycans in the system; they are the only ones blessed with powers. Some have powers of mind control, some have powers of teleportation, and a lot of other mysterious powers.
Alex had powers of mind control and telekinesis; maybe that's what he used to subdue these fuckholes that called themselves hunters.
Alex's powers are gotten from demons and not the moon goddess; he takes his powers by selling his soul to demons, whom he sacrifices on every blood moon.
Lia was too naive to know that she was in trouble; the goddess paired her with me again, hoping that I would get another chance to get her back. I sniffed her from the pack, but I couldn't leave to search for her because of my father.
Instead, I waited for her to return to the pack after hunting, but this godforsaken miscreant known as Rogues came back and informed me that Alex had mated with her.
Oh, goddess!!! Please help her out of this one. I know I've been a dickhead to her, but it was because I loved but couldn't get her.
Now I'm on my way to her, but I just can't pick up her scent anymore. f**k what I'm going to do now.
Fuck f**k Fuck
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(ALEX'S POV)
Oh, that beautiful face, that breathtaking smile, that sophisticated elegance, those beautiful deep red hair, her eyes! goddess, they are dazzling.
I thank Selene for being such a lovely mate. I've never seen anyone as beautiful as she was; everything about her elevated me.
I remember when we were still kids, I had a crush on her ever since I knew the word mate.
And now she's all mine. But something clicked in my heart whenever I remembered the sacrifice I had to make for my soul to be set free from the Lycan demon.
I decided not to kill the other mates Selene had given me; instead, I gave the demon ten years of my life in exchange for him returning my soul.
Now I don't know how long I'll spend with Lia. Oh, goddess, that stung.
I shouldn't have accepted her; I shouldn't have marked her, but that would have destroyed her. But now, I don't know how she'd take my early death.
As I swam through my thoughts, her angelic voice came through. Damn, it was so alluring that my heart softened immediately upon hearing it.
“You must have been hunting when you found me, but I thought the big city had its foods already prepared and sold in those supermarkets.” She paused, and as I felt her becoming restless, it was as though she heard something.
“Unlike our little village, where you'd hunt morning, afternoon, and night, just to feed the whole pack.” She continued after I held her back to my chest.
“I wasn't hunting, Lia; the moon goddess led me to you with the stars. And I also perceived you from the mansion.” That was a lie. I couldn't tell her that I came to dump the body of a male I had murdered. Before I began to perceive her from afar, that would have really made her uncomfortable.
"Well, thank goodness you came; I know I would have been dead by now if it weren't for you.” She said, and I then mind-linked my beta to come take us out of the forest.
A few minutes later, he arrived. My adorable princess was a bit uncomfortable in his presence since he was stout, and I bet she had her tyrant king in mind, thinking that he would find us.
Well, I had her scent blocked from them; I didn't want any interruptions to our beautiful moment together.
“My Lord..” Dolph utters it in a deep tone.
“Is the car ready?"
"Yes, sir, and the men are waiting.”
"Oh, you know him; thank the goddess; he looks a bit like Alpha James." She said this after staring at both of us dumbfoundedly.
We got to the vehicle, ready to take us back to the blue Feng pack.
We saw the bodies of my men splattered on the ground; they were attacked, and it seemed like the killer was mad at them or something because the bodies were scattered around the scene.
Hands thrown away, guts splattered, legs thrown apart.
It was so absurd; Lia was about to puke, but I comforted her.
We then looked up and saw who we had seen. Damn, we were in big trouble.