Novel - Drama Book 1 Chapter 24
Book 1 Chapter 24
Book 1 Chapter 24
Entranced, I watched as his hand flicked haphazardly through the air, and a white photon ball was
conjured in his hands. He blasted the photon ball at me, and not expecting it, I took the full force of the
power with my stomach.
I groaned, clutching my organs and falling to my knees in pain. It didn't hurt as much as being hit with
Cain's fire, but it certainly wasn't pleasant. Although, something told me this unconcerned Alpha had
held back, although I wasn't sure why.
The Alpha walked towards me and did the hand—flicking motion again, but this time, instead of a bright
white photon ball, it appeared more as a mist. I was entranced by his powers. The mist surrounded me,
and when I tried moving, I was shocked to find I couldn't.
The Alpha stepped through the mist and it dissipated into the rest of the air until there was nothing left,
even though I still was immobile.
He picked me up, cradling me much like Alpha Cain used to. For some reason, it send a pang of pain
in my chest to think about it, even though I didn't understand why.
This Alpha didn't grip me as hard as Cain did, and I wasn't sure if it was because he knew I was
paralyzed or because he overall wasn't as harsh as Alpha Cain. This Alpha seemed much more cool
tempered and overall relaxed. Although, I suppose I didn't give Cain many reasons to relax. Then
again, I had tried killing this Alpha like 5 times in the past minute.
Which led me back to the question: Why hadn't he killed me? I was a rogue, likely had trespassed on
his land, and tried killing him. I will say in my defense though, I didn't know he was an Alpha when I
tried killing him.
He continued holding me as we walked deeper into his territory, and the trees got more scarce until we
were out of the forrest and in a huge clearing.
I saw many houses and people running around, going about there day. We passed by multiple people
who looked at us curiously, but they were either too scared of the Alpha to say something or mindlinked
him.
Slowly, I could feel the paralysis starting to wear off. "I wouldn't try running again unless if you want me
to paralyze you for life" He disinterestedly told me, as if he were telling me that the sky is blue.
I wondered what his power was, as it didn't make sense that he could send photon blasts and a weird
white mist that paralyzed people temporarily. People only get one Gift, and it didn't make sense that he
could do so many things, unless if he was incredibly powerful or had an incredibly vague Gift... or
maybe both.
Enjoying being able to use my limbs, I took his advice and didn't try running again. He carried me into a
huge building, and when we were inside, I realized it was the Pack House.
It was completely empty, and I wondered if he had ordered everyone out of it, or if it was always so
desolate.
The Pack House was more modernized than the Blood Lake one, and it was adorned with black steel
appliances and leather furniture.
He continued carrying me up the stairs, into what I assumed was his office. He dropped me into the
chair across from a huge leather one, which he then sat down in.
"You don't talk a lot." He remarked. I rolled my eyes. "You're also quite disrespectful for someone who
can kill you where you sit." Again, I rolled my eyes. Surprisingly, he laughed, and mumbled, "Poor him."
I raised my eyebrows in inquisition, but he waved his hand dismissively.
"Talk or I will cut out your tongue." He commanded, and I burst out laughing. I hadn't laughed that hard
in perhaps my whole life. My stomach hurt and tears were streaming down my face.
The Alpha looked at me incredulously. "Are you slow?" He asked.
I laughed again and shook my head, but opened my mouth and showed him that my tongue was in
fact, already missing.
"Ah, I can see someone already beat me to it," he teased. "Can't say I'm shocked, it doesn't seem like
you respond well to authority."
He grabbed a pen and a legal pad of paper, handing it to me. I rolled my eyes and looked at him as if to
say, "What do you want to know?"
"What is your name and what pack do you belong to?" He asked coolly, now taking on a more business
—like tone.
Sarah Madden, I wrote giving him a fake name, lest Alpha Cain called around looking for me. I'm a
rogue.
"You are what many packs call the Reaper. You kill rogues violently and are notoriously known for your
black mask and cloak." He spoke this as a statement, not a question.
I shrugged. Aren't black cloaks and masks in style?
He rolled his eyes, "No, they're actually so last season." He sarcastically responded and I chuckled. I
wondered why he wasn't my mate and why I was stuck with Alpha Asshole. He seemed much more
relaxed than Alpha Cain, and I was sure that when he got a mate, he wouldn't be as possessive as
Cain. I could tell by no marks on his neck that he was unmated.
As if reading my mind, he said, "You're marked. Where's your mate?"
I glared at him. Dead. I wrote.
"You're lying. I also can tell you haven't been a rogue long. Did you leave your pack to escape your
mate?" He asked, and I nodded, surprised that he was so observant.
"Why?" He interrogated me, and I just glared in response. This was none of his business. "Is he the
one who scarred your eye?"
Deciding to tell the truth, I wrote, No.
He looked relieved, but continued to press the topic. "Has he physically hurt you in the past?"
Yes, I wrote, but I instigated most of it, and damaged him more than he hurt me.
He raised his eyebrows at this, but decided to drop the topic of my mate. "Take off your cloak and
mask." He commanded, and not wanting to push him, I obeyed. novelbin
He sharply gasped when seeing the scars and bite marks that littered my body. He reached out and
touched the jagged edge of my halved ear, before recoiling his hand.
"You look like you've spent your whole life in war," He mumbled, and looked visibly sick. "If I found my
mate in that condition, my wolf would kill anyone who had ever laid a hand on her."
I shrugged. I can handle myself. I don't need some big macho Alpha mate to kill my enemies for me. I
prefer their blood on my hands.
"I can tell," he mused, recalling the way I was so quick to violence in his forrest. "I can see why your
mate would have a hard time reigning you in."
I raised my eyebrows and wrote, you don't know my mate.
He smiled at this and responded, "I don't need to know him to know how much it probably hurts him to
see his mate so scarred. Everything he does he does to protect you. And I'm sure because of whatever
your past may be, he is more protective of you because of it."
I rolled my eyes. Who are you?
He read what I wrote and smirked. "I'm surprised it took you so long to ask. I'm Alpha Thane, Alpha of
Blue Moon."
Blue Moon... The pack that Red Crescent was planning on going to war with.
Oh shi—