His Hidden mate in the Alphas Den

On the Spot

Draven

“His bride-to-be?” I echoed silently, watching as he grabbed her and led her inside. Rage simmered in my chest, my fists clenching at my sides.

I hated this man!

If I ever had the chance to meet the Moon Goddess, I would ask her why she thought someone as cruel and monstrous as my father deserved a child like me.

The guts of my father disgusted me to the core and sometimes, I wished I could disappear from his presence forever. But I couldn’t. As the next Alpha, I had responsibilities and I wasn’t a coward.

“ Come join us for lunch”, he called out, his voice smug.

I steadied my breathing again and obliged. Unfortunately, I couldn’t say no to him.

We walked into the dining hall. He pulled out a seat for her, and she sat down slowly, cautiously. There was something different about this one. Unlike the others he paraded through the house, she looked young. Frightened. Fragile. I could bet that she was yet to clock age 18. So what was her business with my father?

She glanced up at me, and our eyes met. Her gaze pierced through me…soft, searching, almost like a silent cry for help.

My father cleared his throat and stroked her hair. She flinched at his touch.

“You’re always pestering me to settle down instead of fooling around. So here, I’m getting married. Two weeks from now,” he said proudly.

I swallowed hard and nodded.

“And you better have found your mate before then. If you haven’t, I would have no choice other than sending you off to the Elite Alphas academy”, his voice was cold and conclusive.

Oh, I was yet to mention. I turned 21 this year but I’m yet to find my mate. Ideally, as werewolves, we are meant to meet with our fated mates on our 18th birthday. Unfortunately, I didn’t find mine. I already believed that I was without a mate but my father had failed to let me be. Every single day, he reminded me of how big of a failure I would be if i existed without a mate. He claimed that the strength of an Alpha lies in finding his true mate and crowning her his Luna.

“You are such a failure! I can’t bear looking at you”, he would say to me every single time while I recoil and relish in my misery.

Then one day, he mentioned how he would send me off to the to Elite Alphas academy. I had thought that it was a joke but when he kept bringing it up, I knew he was dead serious. And now, he had given me an ultimatum? I couldn’t believe this.

I hated the academy. News had it that it was an academy for only male wolves and something about it turned me off. It felt like going there would mean entering into a prison and nothing of such fancied me.

“I don’t need an academy,” I murmured. “I’m learning everything I need from you.”

“So how is it possible that you didn’t learn how to find your mate from me? I found my mate on my eighteenth birthday, Draven. Your mother! Goddess rest her soul but you know that if she was here, I won’t have any business finding another woman”, He blurted out.

A bitter chuckle escaped my lips as I wrinkled my face in disgust.

“No, father. You would have done same even if she was here. Did you accord respect to her when she was alive?” I asked and stood up, ready to face him and give a piece of my mind.

“She died out of misery! You made her miserable. You killed her with your cold nature and wicked heart!” I declared and slammed my fist on the table.

The girl jumped, startled by my outburst.

My father stood up at this point and took slow, calculative but deadly steps towards me. He faced me squarely and grabbed my neck, pinning my back to the wall while I wriggled to break free.

“Push me again, Draven,” he growled. “And I’ll kill you without flinching.”

He released me with a violent shove and returned to his seat.

I caught my breath and looked at the girl once more. Our eyes locked. Something about her felt… different. Like we shared the same pain.

But she was nothing different from the other whores that warmed my father’s bed.

I darted my eyes away from her and furiously barged out of the dining hall, not sparing my father another glance. But when I got to the door, I froze in my tracks as an idea struck. Maybe the academy wasn’t a prison. Maybe it was freedom. Perhaps, when I’m done with the academy, he would be dead and I would be back to rule the pack. But right now, I already had enough.

I swirled around and walked back to him, then with a smirk, I said, “I’m leaving for the academy tomorrow morning. I’m sure you’re happy. You can have all the time in the world with your new toy and many others as you wish”.

I looked at her again. She lowered her eyes, trying to hide the hurt. Guilt pricked at me, but I shook it off.

Then I stormed away, ready to start my life afresh at the academy and out of bounds of my heartless power hungry father.

Maybe, just maybe, I wasn’t only leaving behind my father.

Maybe… I was leaving behind something I shouldn’t.

Was it her?