12: Kavriel
“There have been thirteen more craven attacks, Alpha” My advisor reported, his voice pitched in panic. “If we don’t try to contain this, there is going
to be a bloodbath”
My heart in my blood heightened, and I had the overwhelming urge to hit him. “Don’t you think I am trying!” I yelled. “Who are you to question me and thy methods.”
He blanched in the face of my wrath. “No Alpha, that was not my intention_”
But Lout him off. “This is all your fault.” I spar. “You are behind this.” I pointed an accusatory finger at him.
He pointed to himself, confused like the fool that he was “Me!”
“If not for you, I would never have let tris go.”
Confusion was eiched on his for. “What does that wrench have to do with this?”
I realized what I was about to reveal and stopped myself and took a deep breath. I was not to blame for this, it was someone else’s fault. I was the chosen alpha, and it didn’t matter how I got the title. I was Alpha and the Alpha was never wrong.
Then I remembered the prisoners that I kept.
“Get your wife and child. They will pay.”
Again, my foolish advisor looked upon me with confusion. “I know what sins they committed again, you and Lyra, but what do they have to do with
In a heartbeat I was upon him, pulling him up with his collar. If I have to repeat myself you will fucking regret it.” 1 threatened.
He gulped. “I will do as you say, Alpha.”
I threw him onto the floor and walked back up to sit on my throne. The one that I was willing to do anything to keep. According to reports, she is now married to my enemy. The one whose name I could not utter. She left me for another despite me sparing her. She would come to regret it, especially with the plan that I had in mind. She would come back, or she would lose all that she loved. I promised her that much.
The clinking of chains accompanied groaning, begging and crying as they entered with my prisoners. My bait.
“Please don’t do this to us. At least save Abel. He is your son.” Ginora pleaded, but my advisor, her husband, remained stone cold. He never cared for her or that retard of a child, and he would not start now.
She finally looked up at me, fear and Joathing in her eyes. She was in rags, bony and skinnier than she was a few weeks ago. Her son, on the other hand, looked better fed as though she had been giving him her own potion as well. He quivered, his eyes darting side to side. To think that this was thede bastard that accused my Luna
*You must have an idea why I have called upon you.” I began. “You will have to do something for me. You must bring your daughter back to this pack.”
Ginora’s expression melted to that of relief. “She…is alive?” She asked.
Ishingged. “Yes, unfortunately. She was even stupid enough to marry the Cursed Lycan.‘
Her face fell a bit, but suddenly it hardened with hatred. “Finally, another man saw her worth and made her his,”
My head throbbed with anger. “She is married to a monster
“You are more horrible than any monster!” She had the audacity to spit at me.
I was up in a heartbeat. I grabbed her face and squeezed until I heard her jaw crack in my grasp. “It does not matter what you think, bitch. You will bring her back to me. And I will destroy her again and make sure you are watching as I turn her into nothing but a shell.”
Jet her go and watched her cradle her jaw. Her son came to her, and they cried in each other’s arms. What a pathetic sight. I felt my stomach turn in
disgust.
I turned to my advisor who was looking on at the scene, his expression inscrutable, “What comes n
“It’s time to let Iris know that her family is in danger. Get the spy ready, he will deliver a letter.”
next, Alpha?” He asked.
Anticipation was building within me. Soon, Iris would receive my message, and she would have no choice but to come crawling back to me, begging for mercy. And when she did, I would make her pay for her betrayal, tearing her worki apart piece by piece until she begged for death. For I was the Alpha, and no one could stand in my way.
The letter was sent that same day and as I pored my chamber, Lyra stepped in. She had been out with her friends for the whole week. I wanted to get her out of the chaos. That was what I told myself and that it had nothing to do with the fact that her presence was slowly starting to suffocate me or that whenever I looked at her. Iaw her step–sister.
“Kanel” she called, coming forward to embrace me, “How is the situation?” She asked
“It is under control. I lied
“I have eyes, Kavriel. You can be honest with me.”
But by the way her eyes narrowed, I knew that the didn’t believe me in the slightest. “I has
Thave to bring Iris back.” I dropped the bombshell. It is the only way.
Her expression crumbled at my words, and she looked away from me. “She was telling the inith, wain’t
it the A About how she was the one that cured
the fever.”
“That is not important.” I murmured. “I am Alpha
“Why didn’t you tell mer. She demanded. “Why were you keeping a secret from your Lund“
Lyra’s arcuation cut through me like a knife, her words piercing the facade of control thad meticulously constructed.
“I didn’t tell you because it’s irrelevant.” I sapped back, my voice tinged with frustration. “I am the Alpha, and my decisions are final.”
Her eyes narrowed further, the hurt and betrayal evident in her gaze. “Keeping secrets from me undermines our bond, Kavriel. How can I trust you if you don’t trust me enough to confide in me?”
Telenched my jaw, struggling to contain the turnail raging within me. “This is not about trust, Lyra. It’s about protecting the pack.”
She shook her head, disbelief written cross her features. “Protecting the park by bringing your old lower back? How can you justify that to me?
Before I could respond, she continued, her voice laced with bitterness. I thought we were supposed to be partners, Kavriel. But it seems like you’d rather play dictator than work together.”
Her words struck a nerve, igisiting a fiery rage within me. “I am the Alpha, Lyra My decisions are not up for debate.”
For a moment, silence hung heavy between us, the tension thickening with each passing second. Then, Lyra’s expression softened, replaced by a
steely determination.
“Tine,” she said, her voice cold and calculated. “If using Iris is the only way to end this, then so be it. But once she serves her purpose, you will have to promise something.”
“And what might that ber
“Once she serves her purpose, you will give me full reign on what becomes of her. I will dictate her fate. Eventually, she will die by my hand and my hand alone.”
“Deal.”
