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I said let her go
ZADOK
The lot was drawn and the fight began!
This time around, Azriel was calm and calculated, successfully hiding his next moves, and catching me unaware more often than not.
“I see you know what you are doing,” I complimented after getting into a draw with him.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.
One would think that with how weak he was, he’ll be a bit easier to finish off, but Azriel always put that fact to shame.
Despite being badly wounded by yours truly, he was still brimming with strength as though we just started. A worthy opponent indeed.
“I told you, Alpha. There’s a first time for everything.” He started, spitting out blood.
Again, I went at him, determined to force him to submission. We closed in a headlock and I rammed my fist ceaselessly into his stomach while he did the same.
By now, the entire training ground was engulfed in silence, everyone watching with rapt attention to see who would give up.
With a spin kick, and uppercut, Azriel fell to his knees, barely able to stand.
“You should know your alpha by now, Azriel.” I rasped, breathing heavily, “some things never change.” I said, delivering another powerful blow to his jaws.
His eyes rolled up, weak to the core. However, he refused to give up.
“Tell me, Zadok..” he whispered, “are some things still the same? Because I see the way you look at her.” his tone was accusing,
Time froze as soon as I understood the impact of his words, alongside the fact that the entire wolf populace around us heard him.
“What do you mean?” I asked, knowing exactly what he was talking about.
It was hard to forget when she was drilled to my psych from the moment she stepped foot in my territory. Even more so when she became the key to my very existence, when I connected lips with her.
“You know what I mean, Alpha.” He said with a bloodied smirk, and I realized he was speaking through the mind link this time, “I only have one question.” His tired eyes bored holes at me,
“Is she worth it? That witch. Is she worth the hassle of going into the dark forest to break the curse when the mating ceremony is so close?”
I knew what he was insinuating. He didn’t want me to go. He wanted me to take another as my mate. He never liked the idea of having a witch determine whether we failed or not.
So he wants me to take the easy way out. A way that meant losing to the witches forever and being without my true mate forever.
A way I would choose over my dead body. Driven by anger, I let my alpha aura blast into the air, suppressing the wolves around me.
I don’t move an inch as I channeled all my alpha powers upon poor Azriel. Forcing him flat on the floor.
“I refuse to give the witches the last laugh, Azriel.” I said through the mind link, “no matter what it takes, I must break the curse and be with my true mate. Your true Luna.”
“I submit.” Azriel croaked, breaking the silence around us.
Immediately, I let go of the pressure and helped him up.
“That’s how to win a good fight.” I remarked, not anymore into the joke.
Cheers erupted and with a few orders from Azriel, everyone returned to training.
“And what if she isn’t willing to help? Have you considered the fact that Ithra might be unwilling to help?” Azriel asked, looking me straight in the eyes.
“Then-”
“Alpha! Alpha!” An alarmed voice cried into my mind, “the witch just killed a wolf!”
Shocked, I faced Azriel, and noticed his widened eyes, it was clear he also got the message.
Without wasting time, I walked out of the training ground, brimming fire and ready to kill if need be. No one, absolutely no one messes with my people.
And if the witch thinks she could escape the hell I would rain on her just because I preserved her life, then she had another thing coming.
******
I walked into the kitchen, and the first thing I noticed was there was an eerie silence in the building.
Suddenly, I heard growls. Powerful growls that could only come from a fully transformed wolf.
I saw red when I realized something… in this pack, the penalty for killing was death. And if there were fully transformed wolves somewhere inside the kitchen, there was only one explanation.
They were about to kill her!
I hastened my straps with Azriel following behind me. I could sense where the wolves were and when I heard another thunderous growl and a gasp following, I broke into a sprint.
Finally, I got to the storage room, which was filled with snarling wolves. Naturally, they made way for me and in no time, I stared at a scene that almost took the breath out of my nostrils.
Ithra was cornered by four wolves, badly wounded and waving a knife while they advanced towards her with intent to kill.
“Leave…me.. alone” she managed to say, short of breath and struggling to stand.
Jacob, one of the warrior wolves bared his teeth and in a whiplash, bit into her leg, causing a howl of pain to leave Ithra’s lips.
Seeing his fangs deep in her legs brought a sickening feeling to my guys. And hearing her howl of pain caused a terrifying amount of fear inside me.
My wolf was pacing, itching to get out and my reaction was instant. Using my alpha tone I roared,
“Let her go!”
The four wolves turned around and I could see the shock in their eyes. They didn’t realize I was in the room.
“Jacob! Elijah! Matthew! Benjamin!” Azriel commanded, pointing at the warrior wolves, “Down! Get out Now!” He ordered with fiery eyes.
The wolves hesitated, looking between Azriel and Ithra who closely held her knife like her life depended on it. Petrified by the wolves that refused to back off.
Seeing her look so scared broke something in me, suddenly, I felt the room grow hot as my rage built.
Shards of alpha power exuded me, forcing the wolves to their knees. My eyes turned red and I let Kir take over.
“I SAID LET HER GO!”