Rejection on the Alpha #1

CHAPTER 28: Heir To It All

I hitch a breath, staring up at him. I read about him, I read the tales that should show his age and yet he was alive, and an Elder. In fact, he’s been at Elias’ side all along, “I should’ve known,” He mutters, glaring at me if anything else. He rips me off the grass and pulls me past the scarred tree. His hard glare is directed straight ahead of me, “You will tarnish this entire operation with your lack of skills and reckless behaviour.” He grumbles, roughly pulling me towards a tunneled area. My back connects with a brick wall, yet it’s touch wasn’t as ice cold as his.

I stare up at him, struck, “You’re alive.” I whisper.

He gives me a blank stare, “Congratulations, you’re in my presence, child. Keep moving.” He says to me.

“I’m not going back in there!” I spit at him, pulling away from his tight hold. I expected some grand shock, the second our fingers touched before, it was much like Elias’ first touch on my skin, it tingled. Though that could have been the ice he could form. His hood was down, I never believed he’d be amongst Elias’ followers. I never even thought the legend wasn’t just that, a non-existent, dead hero of so many centuries ago in a world even more as beautiful and ethereal than this one.

“You will, child. We have a great deal of plans in motion and they require you being a submissive bitch to the lycanthrope until we deal with him the same way I have dealt with any others. Do you think you can pull your hunched, self-pretentious head out from your lanky shoulders and show the lycanthrope you have something other than complaints.” He snaps, shoving me towards a door, it opens, revealing Elias, who stills as he looks at us.

“What the hell are you doing?” He asks him, reaching for me, I slap his hand away.

“I’ve come across one arsehole after another. I might have to rule off everyone and call upon a bloody human and give him a surprise of his bloody life.” I growl, shoving into Elias’ shoulder, his confusion levels the cold air and I climb up the stairs. The first encounter with an elemental that wasn’t Elias and turned out to be a legend in the old world, he’s a narcissistic bastard too. My chances are just ridiculous. Then again, if I came across a guy who was soft and caring, I’d be suspicious of ulterior motives.

I pause to look in the corner of my eye, blue eyes pierce mine, pinning me to cold silence, to not say a word as Elias moves in to step forward. The hood covers those blue eyes and he flows into the darkness, Elias levels up the steps, “Why did he reveal himself to you?” He still didn’t know of my powers.

I just stare at him, “Because you’re more useless than he is.” I mutter, about to turn away and stilling in horror when he dissolved and zaps right up in front of me, he folds his burly arms. I still find it hard to understand his change of age, and physical attributes in his timespan, there was something not right with him, and if I’ve learned anything, it’s to not trust a single male in my life. Even Kade.

“I asked you a question.” He stares me down.

I just give him a bored look, “And until I get answers from you, you won’t be getting a thing from me.” I step around him when he refuses to move, scenting Martin close by, Elias clenches his jaw and moves up the steps past the Lycanthrope who raises an eyebrow at me.

“How is it that each time I come across the both of you, I’m missing out on some cute secret?” Martin asks me, pocketing his hands while I use the opportunity to attempt to read him, whether it was worth it or not, I study him. Nothing but static noise.

He wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me forward, “You should be resting, we have quite the journey to make tomorrow.” He murmurs, running his fingers in a circular motion along my hip.

“There still isn’t a chemical reaction when you touch me.” I tell him. Stopping us both.

He stares at me, “Is that where you want this conversation to go?” He questions me, stepping around me to open a side door to a room with a romantic setting. He nudges me inside and closes the door. I stare at the choices of dessert, he takes a seat in front of it.

I sit down, staring at him, the dry coldness in my stare is strong, “You know I’m not your mate. You’ve known this since the beginning, so was I, a random choice, or a decision made by someone else because you need a mate to overtake the throne your brother won from you? Even though he’s not the oldest?” I wonder, studying him.

He grabs a chocolate strawberry, “Still with your delusional train of thought?” I watch him slowly smile, he sighs when I say nothing, “The reason you do not feel it is because you are fighting it. You’ve been fighting it since the beginning. None of this would have happened had you just complied.” And bowed to him, submission to its finest.

“If you think I will ever let you touch me, let alone dictate everything about me, you’re bloody crazy.” I whisper to him.

“If you had just accepted me, I wouldn’t have to. But it’s become public knowledge that you won’t love me!” He slams a fist against the table, I don’t even flinch, until the door opens, revealing Robert.

“I’m afraid a change of plans will need to be made.” He interrupts, I stand and stare at the tablet he’s holding, he taps it and shows a stoic Martin who moves away and out of the room. It wasn’t long before he came racing back in, a determined glint in his eyes and an even more committed opinion. He grabs my arm, whipping me up off the floor before we’re out of the room. He has maids packing, cars readying and when I look up, dressed for the cold and forced to stand on his left side as he speaks in hushed tones with Kai Torrence, Elias and the others move to their designated car behind ours. I didn’t make contact with blue desk but I know he felt my eyes penetrating his form.

I had questions, many to the point where if he was royalty, then why does Elias show his face? Why can Elias change shape and form, turning old into young like the chiming of time running backwards. It was a gift everyone wanted and a gift no one knew about. Elias looks at me.

Just once does he look at me before getting in their car, “...it’ll take three hours to get to the portal that will take us to Uvonick, from there, we’ll be far enough from the kingdom to avoid detection, but not far enough to lose the track of time, the moon will be set in three nights time. The coronation will be on the horizon.” Robert says, I overhear it in one breath, freezing where I stand. It’s why I’m wearing clothes for a hiking trip.

I hid my trembling fingers in under the cloak, stepping in, Martin is behind me and he leans his towering form on the back seat, before we’re on the road, North to the mountains, outside of the city and far from the people within.

“Who’s taking charge here then?” I question.

“A collective of alphas.” Reina answers me,looking excited. I turn my eyes away to the civilians outside, living their daily lives, buying coffee, taking a stroll, going to work....that’s freedom at its finest. Better than being shoved under the thumb and rule of a monster. That monster has his silver eyes straightforward,on those mountains where his determination will build.

It already has.

“I don’t want an initiation.” I don’t want him to have that part of me.

“You don’t have a choice.” Reina interrupts.

“How would you like it if Robert forced himself on you in front of old, paedophilic men?” I ask her quite a legitimate question. She stares at me.

“It’s an honour.”It’s a death sentence.

I’d kill the leaders before they could reach eyes upon me, then I’d run Martin to the ground. Killing him would be such a mercy he doesn’t deserve, I look at him now. His silver eyes penetrate mine, “I dare you to think that again.” His deep voice and tone so low.

“I’d rather bury you alive than let you take that part of me.” I tell him, eye to eye, I make it clear that death and that are the two choices on the silver-plaited table he so constructively formed between us. The beast and his untamed, caged butterfly. He saw a girl with beautiful but entrapped wings, while he seems to forget that I am a wolf, I do have canines and they can rip apart flesh just as well as he can.

He grabs my chin and turns me to look at him fully, I grab his hand and shove it off, “Don’t touch me.” He was still just as disgusting as when I first met him.

“Why are you doing this? It’s a kingdom, not the entire world, a realm you already have at your beck and call and you need more? You need a long, lost kingdom too, just to make you something more than the scum you already are?” I ask him, stuck in a cold car, yet I was fired up.

He rests a hand against my thigh and claws dig in, “I have a right to my throne, you would do the same in my position.”

“I’d never chain a man.” I argue.

“What do you think I am?” He spits at me.

“A fucking child who won’t learn when to let things go!” I roar, before I’m smacked so hard in the head that I drop to the floor of the car, blacked out vision only consciousness is still at the edge. That metallic tinge of blood so familiar on my tongue, I grunt, his attack shouldn’t have been a surprise as I risk climbing up the opposite seat.Robert’s eyes are holding Reina’s, his hand gripping hers and that’s the first time I see it: fear. It’s for a split second.

I look into heated silver eyes that pause too, his hand clenches in a tight fist and he stares me down, “You must learn when I am at my breaking point.” He mutters, leaning back, suddenly relaxing slowly, his shoulders lower from his tight lock. His dilating pupils calm down from the pie high of adrenaline, he gets that boost from hitting me.

I hide my smile at the camera, the hidden camera with small enough lens to remain a secret until needed. I had going live in the corner, that was on whatever news outlet would be brave enough to dish it out.

The phone call is quick, Kai on the line, “You’re on live.” I heard him grunt out, Martin’s eyes widen and he rips for the wine glasses, the camera drops to the floor and even Reina stills. He snaps his lethal eyes up to mine.

“No one gets the win all the time.” He runs for another kingdom, then he can lose the one he just claimed. It’s law and it’s frowned upon, if not punishable to abuse a female so publicly, on news where even children will see his abuse and understand the terms of ‘right’ and how to differentiate it from things that are ‘wrong’.

“I’m a techie for a reason.” I wink at Martin.

He and Robert stare at me, the blood dries and Martin purses his lips, “I should’ve anticipated that, my mistake.”

I scoff, “And you thought I was so full with grief from your abuse that I would bare my neck to a coward who needs a woman just to get into the gates of a throne he can’t claim without her? I’d suggest changing your tactics before I do something that will run not only your plans through the ground, but you too.” I point at him, grabbing a glass and pouring wine into it, I give him a cheers before downing it fresh down my ‘no-longer-so-parched’ throat.

He straightens and glares me down, “You will pay for that.”

“I already have. Enough with it, Martin. I’m tired and I’m not weak enough to sit there while you lose your shit because not everyone will lick your boots for you.” I gesture to him, before pulling out an electric tranquilliser and shooting it directly in Robert and Reina’s necks. The howls cut short and before Martin can move as both his strongest cadets drop on top of each other like a couple of dumb lovers, I aim it at him.

“Oh, I’d be careful not to move, in case my finger slips after I’ve upped the dosage in the tranquilliser. It’s pretty, isn’t it? Your nose couldn’t even sniff it out, you congested, or something? Is the lycanthrope getting a cold? Or does your wolf actually disagree with your antics?” I ask him stoically.

He stares at me slowly, “Put it down. Now.”

“Don’t tell me what to do. Change your antics, or I’ll put something in your bloodstream that will be painful every time you even have a single thought about hitting me again.” I say to him, eyes hardened and on him.

Martin clenches his jaw, “There is no such thing.”

Okay, time for surgery then.

Click.

I shoot him in the base of his neck and he drops down like a fly.

I sigh, staring at the lot of them, I knock on the back of the closed door between me and the two guards driving, and sitting there, does he remove the mask. I smile as I look at him, “I wouldn’t have guessed had it not been for the ring.” I tell him.

He steps out of the passenger side while the other guard keeps his eyes forward on the route ahead, a body moves in next to me, “I’m sly like that,” He presses a kiss to my hairline, “Good, let’s get to work. You watch me, if the needle goes in the wrong vein to the neck, and brain stem, you could kill the host.” He explains to me.

I kneel down in front of Martin, “I don’t mind that.”

“Careful, kid, we still need him. As does Elias.” He tells me, pulling out the nano bags in the serum he plans to sink into both Robert and Reina’s systems.

He still didn’t know who was on Elias’ team.

A man who should be dead.