Chapter 5 5

Alpha Knox~~

My days on earth were numbered.

From the moment I fell in love with Phoebe in the past, I knew I wouldn't last long. I was set to go feral and end up dead by my men as I had instructed them. What mattered so much to me was that I had finally succeeded in taking the vengeance I had been scheming for years, and I thought it was time to let the curse bestowed on me by some priestess come to place.

You could call me a tyrant alpha, because that's what I had been.

I am that alpha king feared by others, one who created his pack, and no one knew what he looked like except his people. I was the alpha who was supposed to be dead with his family, but my survival turned to ‘death’ for others.

My bloody eyes sparkled, and I saw Phoebe kneeling helplessly before me. I was fighting my wolf at that point, because I would end up hurting her if time wasn't taken, yet nothing was working out. I knew I was losing it, but at least saving the mate I thought I had hated was one thing I wanted to do this last time.

But the audacity of this female…

She could have just gone to the club tonight.

My wolf had taken over me, and I was only struggling in the background, just for this moment. Minutes ago, I accepted my fate and was silent, waiting for my death. But seeing her show up triggered me to want her saved from the wrath of this mad alpha, one who was dying by a curse.

The moment she noticed I was getting down from where I sat, she crouched towards the door and began battling to open it with such an adrenaline rush.

My wolf didn't notice she was our mate, or he wouldn't try getting closer. I was losing my wolf inch by inch, and I thought he was finally gone, which was leading to my death. The immediate transformation said it all, because it hadn't happened for once.

“I beg you. If you spare me, I'll go to the club. I'll fetch you more money, Knox, please,” she cried, kneeling and pressing her back to the door, her tears spilling down her cheek, while I couldn't hold back my wolf’s movement. “Please don't kill me. I just didn't want to have another man touch me.”

I watched from the background as my wolf grunted to her face, and then released a menacing growl that made her shut her eyes in fear.

Even if she transformed, I would shred her apart. In fact, transforming at this point would trigger my wolf to do more harm if it didn't want to.

Her breathing became shallow. She was covered in sweat.

I tried to take over my wolf’s mind, but couldn't. It was more powerful than the human part of me.

My wolf smelled her, sniffing her neck so closely, and then it snarled in her ears, and she jerked away from us forcefully.

When her scent was beginning to do a thing to my wolf, I began slowly taking control, even when I knew I wouldn't succeed in taking full charge. I began transforming back to my human form, even as my wolf’s instinct still hit me up.

By the time I grew taller and huge before her, my shadow hovered over the door. I yanked her up with my left hand and dropped her at the other side. I checked, and the door was really locked up. The key was one I didn't recall where I kept it, since my wolf was struggling to win this moment.

I turned to her again, to tell her to begin searching for the key when my wolf growled in my head, and my claws dragged out.

She let out a heavy scream while pushing her butt backwards.

I bared my fangs, sorting destruction, and everything turned bloody before my view. I looked at her, and it seemed she was in a bloody background, which made it so enticing for my wolf.

She hurried to her feet and began stepping backwards, hoping to run away from me. But I stretched my hand and pulled her closer by her dress. Staring at her pale face, I knew she had somehow lost her soul by standing before me.

My wolf instinct pushed my maw towards her neck, but I battled against it, because if we ever ended up marking her, that would be my end.

‘The day you fall in love with your mate will be the day you begin to go feral gradually, and your days as a sane alpha will be numbered. And if you eventually taste her blood by marking her, that will be your end.’ The voice of that priestess who was amid death echoed in my mind again, and I began fighting this horribly with my wolf.

How did he forget our curse? We already took a big risk by falling for her, so we could get closer to her family and get every secret we wanted. If we ended up marking her, we wouldn’t live to see the next day. We wouldn't even need to go feral, but just lose our lives instantly.

If he had finally recalled she was our mate, marking her wasn't the right thing to do.

Phoebe froze in my arms, panting while I fought hard with my wolf to get over this.

I sniffed her neck once more and inhaled the scent, even when I didn't want to, until I felt my groin harden in my pants. The more I inhaled her scent, the harder I got and desired to claim her in my primal nature.

She couldn't get her eyes off me, more like waiting for her death. Whereas I feared touching her in that state, because she might not survive.

I had claimed some strippers in that state, and they took their last breath before I could even climax. After noticing it was the norm, I stopped reaching out to anyone once I entered that stage of not being myself. And so, I couldn't do that to my mate, because if I wanted her dead, I would have thrown her into that furnace with her family.

The more I fought to get away from her, my wolf desired her the more to mark her, to claim her, and none was better. When he didn't recognise her as our mate, he wanted to rip her apart, and now he does; all he wanted to do was things we knew wouldn't end well.

One would take our life, and the other would take hers.

I wished to spend more time on earth, watching her suffer from stubbornness before the day I would lose it completely. But she dying before me? I didn't plan for that.

Slowly, I was getting back to the background again, while my wolf instinct was taking over me. He bared our fangs to her face, and she shut her eyes, unable to even scream at that point. And when I dragged her closer, her body pressed on mine, I used our alpha command to make her bare her neck.

I shut my eyes completely, especially when I smelled that the moon was showing up, which meant that I wouldn't have the chance to take over again.

All I waited for was for my fangs to dig into her flesh so I could take her blood and then wish her well in the hands of my people, because it was her blood that would take my life.