The Alpha With Two Wolf's

Chapter4

I was unable to see it with my pupils dilated while the creature’s eyes were staring at me.The entire muscle framework of its colossal form is curled, prepared to strike. I couldn't move, the wolfsbane had turned my limbs to lead, my wolf silent as death inside me.

This is how I die.

The monster lunged. However, it ceased to move and crashed down with an alarming noise. Then it stopped completely.Its enormous head swayed in circles, it was clawing at its own skull like an assault on an invisible object.

"No."

It was a noise inside the throat of the creature, but it was not the same, it was softened, almost.. protective. "She is ours. She is our mate."

The black wolf growled, in a guttural voice. "She is food. Fresh blood under the moon. I'm hungry."

"You will not touch her." The gentle voice grew stronger. "I am tired of your killing. Tired of the blood on our hands."

My legs gave out. As I slid down the door, I watched in horror as the creature struggled with itself. Ronan took on his own battle.The wooden floor was hacked off by his claws, leaving deep burrows. His colossal body collided with the stone wall, sending chunks of mortar flying through it.

Two voices. Two wolves. Two souls trapped in one cursed body.

"She will die anyway," the black wolf hissed. "They all do. Better to feed now than watch her waste away like the others."

"The others died because you killed them!" The white wolf's voice cracked with anguish. "Every single one. And I let you. But not her. Never her."

The creature's body began to convulse, its bones breaking and reforming as the two wolves fought to control it.The fur mutated, then turned silver, and finally came back black. His golden-eyed eyes flickered with molten amber and light brown.

With each step I made, my hand swung back and forth to reach the door's handle. Locked. Of course it was locked.

I muttered scaredly and said loudly, “Let me go out.”

The fighting grew more violently. The bed frame was smashed by Ronan, causing it to shatter. Black blood drew out from him as his claws ran across his chest. His inner battle filled the room, as he muttered and whispered, possibly crying. “What is happening?”

Then, suddenly, silence.

The creature collapsed, its massive form shrinking. Bones cracked as they reset themselves. Black fur receded. Within moments, Ronan lay naked and trembling on the destroyed floor, his human form returned.

Yet, the look in his eyes… He looked back at those arms that were covered in blood like he had never been seen before. His body trembled not due to the heat, but from an even deeper source, terror and grief. The horror that follows the realization of your own transformation into a creature you are scared of.

'I— ' His voice broke. "I could have killed you."

He looked so young suddenly. So broken. The mean-spirited man from the ceremony was now soft, looking like he was drowning.

My every desire to run was unsuccessful as I found myself moving towards him.

My voice was gentle like that of an injured animal. “No, not at all. I am okay.”

“I'm not sure.” He crawled backward until he came to the opposite wall, kneeling on it. “There are two of them. Two wolves. And the black one, oh Moongoddess, Talia, You should run."

I was kneeling at an arm length before him, and my heart was hurting to see him the way he is. "You fought it off."

"This time." His laugh was bitter, hollow. "But it's getting stronger. Every blood moon, it gets harder to—"

The door exploded open.

Alpha Kael filled the doorway, his face thunderous. His glittering eyes were searching out over the ruined room, and then falling upon us as we sat crouching in one corner. He changed his face from expectancy to anger.

"You're alive." The words came out flat, disappointed.

Ronan tightened beside me.

"She was supposed to be dead by now," Kael went ahead and stepped into the room. "Like all the others. Like she was meant to be."

"Father—"

"Lira will pay for this."

The words hit like ice water. Ronan went rigid. "What?"

Despite his plea, Alpha Kael was already gone, leaving his footprints in the corridor.

'No!' Ronan muttered with his legs in the air. 'NO!'

He moved towards the door, still undressed and feeling weak from the transformation. With my heart racing, I reached for a torn sheet and ran after him.

Flimmering torches lit up the stone corridors that formed underground chambers. As we ran, we shivered against the cold ground that was covered with our boots, following Alpha Kael’s voice.

"—warned you about interfering—"

We turned the corner & stopped. There, kneeling before Alpha Kael was a woman, she looked old.

She then fell forward upon the floor in the centre of the room; her face all a flood of tears. Alpha Kael stood behind her, his massive hands wrapped around her delicate neck.

"Father, stop!" Ronan lunged forward.

Too late.

The sound was wet and final. A shiver ran down her face as Kael's hands snapped her head. Lira's head was suddenly pulled and separated against her shoulders.Her body sank to the stone floor, with blood streaming beneath her skin.

I heard a loud cry, 'LARA!'.

Ronan knelt down beside her, his hands waving over her face, as if he could repair what had been broken.

With a soft voice, Kael said: “She was trying to help you... giving herbs to kill the black wolf. Did you think I wouldn’t be able to notice?”

Ronan’s voice from earlier sounded: “Lira. Her only aim was to assist, Father.”

But then the black wolf's voice snarled: "This is HER fault." Golden eyes snapped to me. "If you had let me feed, this girl would still breathe."

"No," Ronan whispered, but his voice was changing again.

"Her blood calls to me," the black wolf continued, Ronan's body beginning to shift. "Let me finish what the moon started."

"Ronan, fight it," I pleaded, backing away.

But he was already growing, bones extending, muscles bulging. The transformation was faster this time, fueled by rage and grief.

"I told you she would die anyway," the black wolf said as it lunged.

The voice of the white wolf became audible as he lunged at me but Ronan's attempts on me were altered at last minute. I was smashed by his massive shoulder instead of being crushed by the claws, sending me flying against the metal door.

The metal door shook me in an instant, leaving me feeling deeply hurt. Pain exploded through my ribs. The wolfsbane made everything worse, my human body couldn't absorb the impact the way my wolf form could.

Alpha Kael watched it all with cold satisfaction.

Ronan reverted to human form and collapsed next to Lira's remains. He looked down at me with hatred in his eyes.

He spoke with such a force, his voice ringing with frustration. "Lira is dead because of you. Because I was weak enough to kill you."

The words hit harder than his physical blow.

“I, Ronan Blackthorne, denounce Talia as my mate."

It was like a sledgehammer to the chest, the rejection. My knees knocked. Our bond that we had made that morning started to rip apart and every fiber of the bond excruciated.

“It is all over, take it,” he growled. "Accept the rejection."

I couldn't breathe. The wolfsbane had suppressed my wolf so completely that I had no supernatural strength to bear the agony of a severed mate bond. A normal wolf could survive rejection, but a human body? A human body would be torn apart.

A human frame would be torn aside.

"i—i can't," i gasped.

"You must accept the rejection!" he roared.

"if i do, i'll die!" the words got out as a sob. "the wolfsbane, my wolf can not help me survive it. If i accept your rejection, my heart will stop beating."

For the first time given Lira's demise, uncertainty flickered in his eyes.

"please," i whispered, tears streaming down my face. "i do not want to die. I know you hate me now, i know this is all my fault, but i do not want to die."

The chamber fell silent except for my ragged respiratory and the gentle drip of Lira's blood hitting stone.

Ronan stared at me, his jaw working like he was preventing a few internal conflicts. In the back of him, Alpha kael waited with predatory persistence.

"Accept the rejection, Talia," Kael said softly. "Die with dignity."

I looked at lira's dead shape, at Ronan's tortured face, on the blood on the stone ground.

"no," I whispered. "i won't accept the rejection."

And for the very first time in my entire life, i realized I wanted to stay alive. Even if I am cursed, hated or trapped,I

desired to stay alive.

And that i can see in Ronan's eyes that somewhere beneath the fad and grief, part of him, the white wolf, desired me to live too.