Alpha's Misconception

Outfoxed

Thinking it was her father, Alpha Adam, who had sent the pack's guards to take her home, Karen bluntly refused to obey their instructions. Going back home meant she would be seeing that backstabber, Charlotte, who claimed her sister, whereas she was a green snake in the green grass. Moreover, that was only going to serve as a reminiscence of her painstaking betrayal. The outcome might not turn out well, since she might end up hurting her as a result of the anger, boiling within her. And that... She wasn't prepared for it.

"Tell him I'm not coming with you people. I just want to be left alone for the meantime", Karen responded abruptly, attempting to close the door, but the muscular guy reflexively gripped the door frame.

His claw-like fingers pierced into the wood, causing a slight crumpling of the wooden frame. With one pull, the door flew aside as he ended up detaching it from its hinge.

Karen stood dazed.

'This man must be strong but not as tough as I am', she thought to herself, taking a few steps away from the permissive werewolf, who was now slowly advancing towards her, like a deadly predator stalking its prey.

"I'm sorry princess, but we can't leave without you", he frowned, clenching his jaws while his gritty face gradually assumed his beastly features.

Seeing this, Karen's eyebrows creased in annoyance. Since violence was the only language they would probably understand, she had no option other than to teach them the hard way.

"Then you leave me no choice", she smirked dangerously.

In a split second, Karen launched herself towards the werewolf, who immediately swiped his claws, aiming for a strike at her cheeks. However, the young girl was quick to dodge those vicious claws.

Following her momentum, Karen drew a long slide on the floorboards, throwing her head backward which caused her wavy brownish hair to spread beautifully in the air, almost like a fountain. Skillfully, she passed between the confused werewolf's legs that were spread open in a fighting stance, lifting herself almost immediately to deal with the guy next.

As the furious guy spun around to find her, a kick banged at his face, sending him crashing hard against the wall, the wood splitting with a loud, terrific noise.

Blown with surprise, the other men widened their eyes. They kept throwing confused glances at each other, as they had witnessed the impact of the kick from a fragile eighteen-year-old girl, which sent a tonned guy flying half meters across the room. At that moment, they were now convinced that the rumors going on about Karen were true. She was indeed the most powerful she-wolf of the Blood Moon Pack.

Groaning, the attacker rose from the floor and straightened his neck. His spines also cracked up in the process. Just as he was about to charge at Karen, he felt a warm liquid trickling down his nose. Slowly, he raised his hand to his face and scraped the sticky substance only to see blood smearing his fingers.

Damn! His nose was broken.

At first, he exhibited fear and then it turned to rage.

Maddened by pain and anger, the bleeding werewolf yelled furiously at his colleagues who were yet to do anything.

" Someone get that b***h!"

Now, the men were stricken with fear– great fear for Karen were all frozen that they could barely move a finger. The r claims was true. No eighteen-year-old girl could inflict such pain on an experienced pack warrior and going to attack her meant that they could be dead meat too.

As they strived with this conflict in their minds, another yell from the man forcefully slammed into their ears, jolting them back to consciousness.

Timidly, they encircled their target.

Although their hands were shaking terribly, they didn't retreat because they pledged to fulfill the alpha's orders; dead or alive. Karen on the other hand was apt to stop them from taking her back to the pack. She wouldn't think twice about harming them if they tried to seize her.

With every second passing by, the large circle got smaller and smaller as the timorous lycans closed in on Karen. At their final encroachment, Karen's glowed a brilliant purple light. Her hybrid form is revealed as the witch in her is awakened to destroy her enemies.

Immediately, a screeching noise filled the air as the large metal bunk kept at the left side of the room mysteriously moved, heading towards the men at great speed. Just as the metal was in for a collision from behind— which from all aspects was going to be a fatal one, the loud cries of a man outside the circle refrained her from showing them her brutality.

Simultaneously, the combatants all pivoted around to see a muscular brunette walking into the room. He was tall and had brown hair that matched the gritty color of his eyes. His dress was similarly identical to the werewolf, except that his suit was more brown and intricately crafted than the others.

"Stop, you bunch of scumbags! Is this the way the alpha had ordered you to treat his mate? Don't you know that you'll be punished heinously for laying a finger on his mate?", he scolded his subordinates.

" But that was…"

" Just shut the f**k up and do the needful!", he interrupted the other guy whose bleeding nose was now healing, though, at a slower rate.

As the other men were still dazed at the unexpected attitude their fellow lycan brothers displayed to them, the new guy walked up to Karen whose eyes were still sealed in fury and bowed.

" Forgive them, my princess. They've crossed the line. I'm Beta Richardson Bale, a werewolf from Golden Paw Pack. Alpha Damion had sent words to me that he needed you to be brought to his castle, safe and sound, unlike the approach this stupid folks had given you", he eyed the other men before he turned back to Karen with a placid smile.

" And how do I know you're not lying to me?", she growled, her temper still burning like a fiery furnace.

" Uhm…you see, Damion was hurt when he saw you leave heartbrokenly, so that was why he sent you to bring you to him so that he can render an apology to his princess"

"All he wants to do is to talk to you about last night", he uttered, a deceitful tone sweetening his tongue so that Karen could barely decipher the truth.

" Really?" Karen shrieked pop-eyed.

The dark purple color dimmed away from her eyeballs to be replaced with a radiant glow of green, as they widened in excitement on hearing the Beta's words.

"Absolutely", he affirmed, bowing his head slowly.

While Richardson did this, he used the opportunity to hide the foxy smile on his face.

"But they never mentioned it that way because if they had, I wouldn't have created a scene", she spoke with partial regret, oblivious to the man's unusual behavior.

"Yeah, they must have been really stupid to coerce the Supreme Alpha's mate to follow them.",he hissed, casting his subordinates one last long glance.

"We must leave now. Alpha Damion isn't the type that likes to be kept waiting", Richardson informed her, his face now wearing a solemn look that altered his previous cheerfulness.

" Okay. But you have to wait for me to change into something nice. I promise, I won't take too long. It's gonna be quick", Karen smiled ecstatically, while hurrying away.

However, Richardson caught her by the arm.

"That wouldn't be necessary as this meeting is very urgent", he said gravely.

" Okay… If you say so", she muttered, looking suspiciously at the brunet who gave her an unusual smile.

She could feel it…. Something wasn't right about this man's approach. But on second thought, she decided to go with them because refusing to meet with the Supreme Alpha in the whole of Cosmox Woods would appear as a sign of disrespect.

Moreover, Aria purrs at the mention of Alpha Damion's name, gave her this nudging effect that she found almost impossible to ignore. Even after her rejection, she still couldn't help but feel a strong attraction towards his wolf.

Walking away, Richardson saw the leader of the warriors, who had been hit earlier by Karen's jaw-breaking kick, and rushed towards him. When he had reached him, he grabbed him by his collar and roughly pinned him against the wall.

" I see you're not thankful that I saved your ass today because if you were, you wouldn't dare to interrupt me while I'm still speaking. I. Am. Your. Beta and there's no room for questioning my authority", he frowned, tooting out every word with overwhelming anger.

" The next time this happens, I might not be there to help you, so you've got to use those goddamn brains wisely, got that huh?", he warned him, shaking him so roughly that his dark shades fell off his eyes.

" I'm sorry, Beta. I promise you…it won't happen again."

“ I'm still waiting!” Karen chimed from the background, reminding them of how crucial their prompt arrival was to the Supreme Alpha.

On hearing her query, Richardson pretentiously dressed the rumpled ends of the man's collar.

"Just a minute, someone lost his shades, and I was trying to help him find it", he shouted back, grinning mischievously at the frazzled werewolf.

It would only take someone smart enough as Richardson to outfox Karen into believing that the ruthless Alpha, Damion, wanted a reconciliation, unlike the other dumb werewolves who thought they could capture such a dangerous hybrid in her awareness.

Now, Karen was literally walking into a death trap, a kind that was devised by the man she called mate.