The Supreme Alpha's Vengeful Mate

Chapter 13:

Rubyrose

The moment we stepped into the house, Rosemary flared up like she's been waiting for the opportunity.

“Do you have any idea what you’ve just done, huh, Rubyrose? You have no idea how dangerous the Supreme Alpha is, but you just have to be so selfish as always. Now you’ve put not just yourself but this entire family in danger. Congratulations, Rubyrose, you’ve gotten yourself into another mess as usual.”

I didn’t interrupt her. I just stood there, watching, both hands crossed over my chest as she paced the room like a caged animal, throwing her tantrums like a little child. Her voice rose, words blending together into one long stream.

But what I don't understand is where the hell the pretense of caring for our family came from. How did my decision put the family in danger? And besides, wasn't she shamelessly throwing herself at him to be his Luna?

She could be his Luna but I couldn't?

I scoffed within myself. She must think I'm gullible

Mother sat on the couch, a worried expression on her face, but she didn’t say a word. Father sat next to her, his jaw clenched, but he didn’t say anything either. They just watched as Rosemary attacked me with words. But I wasn’t bothered.

When she finally paused to breathe, I tilted my head slightly. “Are you done?”

Her mouth opened, surprise flashing in her eyes. “Excuse me?”

“Are you done babbling like a wild animal?”

She looked at me, speechless. My tone made her freeze.

“I let you talk, right?” I said, stepping closer. “I let you rage out, spill all the anger you had bottled inside. But don’t you ever, and I mean ever, take my silence for weakness, Rosemary.”

She stepped back as I moved closer to her.

“You think being louder than everyone makes you strong? No.” I shook my head with a sweet smile. “No, Rosemary, it makes you pathetic. It makes you needy. You didn’t feel what I felt for the Supreme Alpha.” I lowered my voice, my tone dripping with mockery. “You can never. You can only wish.”

“F-feel what?” she stuttered. “Your bond to him is cursed, and you will live a miserable life for accepting to be his mate.” she cussed.

“Well…” I drawled, rolling a strand of my hair on my finger, “…that's my decision and my cross to bear, right, dear sister?” I said nonchalantly like I wasn't one bit scared, even though my heart thudded furiously against my chest. Even the look from my parents' eyes was enough to tell me that I might have made a wrong decision.

But I wasn't going to let Rosemary see that—not even one bit.

I tilted my chin, my gaze fixed on her. “And who are you to tell me…who are you to tell me who I can accept or not?” I said, masking my fears, my voice calm but venomous.

Her eyes widened, but it wasn’t from shock. It was from the calm in my voice—the calm that showed I wasn’t afraid of her. Not even a little bit.

Father shifted but said nothing, and Mother’s lips pressed together. I thought she was going to intervene, but she did no such thing.

The tension in the room amplified.

“I’m only going to say this once, Rosemary,” I continued. “Stay out of what you don’t understand. You may be my sister”—those words disgusted me—“but you’ll learn to remember your place.”

There were no words. The silence that followed was deafening.

Rosemary looked like a tomato; she was turning red with anger. I gave her a one-sided smile. No wonder Rubyrose took her own life—because her parents were just fence-sitters. They see what's going on but never get involved. Rubyrose might have wished they intervened as parents should.

Disappointing.

For a heartbeat, there was finally some peace and quiet before Rosemary took a step forward, fury twisting all over her face.

“You think you can talk to me like that, huh?” she kept moving closer, but I didn’t flinch. “You think because you managed to get the Supreme Alpha’s attention that makes you any special? You think you suddenly grew a backbone? You’re still Rubyrose—you’ll always be the ugly, pathetic, attention seeker!”

“Enough,” Father finally said, but his voice didn't even carry the weight of someone who wanted to end things.

Rosemary, she didn't stop.

Her eyes burned with dangerous rage, and before anyone could say another word, she lunged at me.

I didn’t even flinch. I waited for her to come so I could throw her off.

But she never touched me.

A gust of wind slammed through the room, scattering papers, and the temperature dropped instantly—sharp and biting cold.

And then he was there.

Kieran.

I didn’t see him appear. One minute it was just the wind and tension; the next, he was between us. His presence was so powerful it shook the walls. His eyes were so dark behind the mask, they scared me, glowing faintly at the edges, his rage unmatched. But how did he even get here?

Rosemary froze, her face completely drained of color as she immediately moved back. I saw the horror in her eyes.

His eyes flicked from her to me, and before I could even form a sentence, I found myself in his arms. I didn’t know how—it just felt like an unstoppable force pulled me from where I was standing toward him.

His arms wrapped firmly around my waist as my entire body pressed against his chest.

The pull of his power was unbelievable, like gravity itself listened to him. I had no idea werewolves could do this.

He held me closely, possessively, his scent maddening.

When he finally spoke, his voice roared like thunder—raw, deep, and commanding. Rain started to drop; I saw it through the window, and then a massive thunder struck.

“I warned you,” he said, his eyes cutting to Rosemary, who was already shivering with fear. “She’s mine. No one touches what’s mine.”

The wind howled louder, echoing his words.

The thunder grew louder. I couldn’t help but wonder—was he the one doing this? Because the sky was clear not so long ago, and now there was rain and thunder nonstop.

He turned to my parents. “From this moment on, my mate will be staying with me since you both are not parents enough to protect her.”

Rosemary tried to speak, jealousy evident in her eyes, but one glare from Kieran and the words died in her throat.

Kieran’s gaze burned hotter, and the lights flickered as thunder crackled outside. The storm that had gathered seemed tied to his anger—wild, unrestrained, furious.

But why was he this angry?

My father took a step forward. “Supreme Alpha, please—”

Kieran’s gaze made him stop mid-sentence.

“Do not misunderstand me,” Kieran said, low and deadly. “I’m not asking for your permission to take what’s mine.”

I felt his voice vibrate against my back. Every word dripped with power. The room felt smaller, as if everything bent to his will—even the air.

Then, just as suddenly as the storm started, it began to die down. The thunder slowly quieted, and the rain started pouring softly against the windows.

He looked down at me briefly, his expression softer now, though his grip didn’t loosen. “You’re coming with me, Ruby.”

And no one dared to protest as we left—not even me. I was left speechless, just like everyone else.