The Alpha's Mate (#1 Southern Werewolves Pack Series)

By zhensachiko All Rights Reserved ©

Fantasy / Romance

Chapter 66: Mira


She knew she had been cold towards everyone but she couldn’t help it. It was probably the best for everyone right now. With the things she had witnessed a few days ago, her demon wolf was beginning to resurface again. It started to taunt her mind once more. Mira knew it was growing stronger and gained better control of her mind. It was just the matter of time before she snapped from her control.

The first target it would go to would be her mate. She didn’t want to hurt him anymore. Granted, they were still sleeping and be around each other but this time she was doing everything with massive precautions around him. She had become more aware of her demon wolf’s bloodlust more than ever.

Mira took a small vial she hid inside her bag and brought it to the bathroom. Maybe she was being paranoid about the silver bullet that was meant for Dalton when they met in Grover’s club. But such paranoia could mean something. Undid the cap of the vial, she poured the substance on her palm. Her paranoia was confirmed. She was indeed immune to silver and wolfsbane now.

Mira reached for her neck, caressing her skin few times and soon the chain materialized around her neck. The metal was glowing in orange color and it was pulsating as if it was alive and beating like the heartbeat. There were supposed to be many weird engraving on each but now, each was slowly fading.

“You could have saved them, sister.” Damien’s reflection appeared in the mirror.

She spun around, thinking he was behind her but he wasn’t. His reflection still in the mirror, looking at her with his wicked smile. For days, he had been taunting her as much as her demon wolf did. That was one of the many reasons why Mira chose to give everyone cold shoulders.

“Why didn’t you save them? You could have saved yourself from all these suffering,” he said again.

He’s not here. He’s not here. He’s not here, she enchanted in her mind but he didn’t go away.

“Afraid to change the history? Afraid you could lose what you have right now?”

She closed her eyes, trying to block his voice from taunting her mind. After all these years, he still had the power to taunt her mind.

“Because you fall in love with the Alpha?”

“Stop,” she said with a clenched jaw.

“What’s wrong, Mira? You pushed him away....” Damien trailed off, smiling. “...again...” he looked down to her hands. “Ah, looks like you’re immune to silver now. Sooner or later, that chain wouldn’t able to withhold the monster.”

The bones on her hands began to shift under her skin. Mira dropped the glass vial and it shattered on the floor as her hands continued to shift. She clenched and unclenched her hands, trying to control the shift.

“Even your own grandfather called you abomination. The abomination.” he taunted her again.

“Stop!” Mira grunted.

“You weren’t even born yet and he was prepared to kill you to save his people. Pity, wasn’t it? Your own flesh and blood hated you so much that he was willing to kill you himself.”

She let out a restrained chuckle, “That made you a saint? Because you didn’t want to kill me. Is that it?”

“How long before the Alpha notices your everlasting bloodlust?” he cocked his head knowing he cornered her again. Damien took a step forth until he stood behind her. “You weren’t capable of loving someone. The feeling you have for the Alpha. That is not love. It’s just a disguise for bloodlust. You’re not capable of love. Because sister, you were born for war.”

Screaming, she punched the mirror with her fist. Damien’s laughter echoed inside her head before the door slammed open and Cohen stormed in.

There were no words exchanged between them after Cohen dismissed everyone who rushed to see what was happening after her scream. He knelt in front of her as he carefully removed the broken glass shards from her wound so that it could heal. Just many other wounds she had experienced, this one was no different. It healed just as fast as it wounded. Within seconds, it was just blood covered her right knuckle.

“I’m scared,” Mira mumbled. Cohen didn’t respond and just continued wiping the blood off. “He was inside my head again.”

“Do you trust me?” he gazed up at her. Mira nodded. “Then tell me everything.”

Without much choice, she told him everything. Everything that she saw during the time travel until now. But there was one thing she excluded.

The real identity of her parents.

She couldn’t help but felt withdrawn after knowing their names. Yes, vampires and werewolves were forbidden to mate. Yet they broke the law that had been there since the beginning. Everyone used to say that everything had its own price. This was the price her parents were willing to pay. That cost their own lives and thousands of others. The same price Mira would have to pay too. Why would they want to do it knowing many would perish? Mira couldn’t understand. Her parents knew the risk of their mating but why didn’t they think of the future? Her future? Did they think they would reach their happy ever after just like that?

It frustrated her to think of it.

A few hours later, she found herself couldn’t sleep. She watched Cohen slept next to her and took a moment to admire him—to remember every visible feature on his face. The wrinkles on the corner of his eyes. The small scar on the left corner of his lips. The scruff that was never allowed to grow more than an inch. The way his chest moved up and down as he breathed. The way his muscles contracted when he moved.

Mira snuggled to his chest and inhaled deeply of his addictive scent. The warmth of his body soothed the fire that was raging inside of her.

After so many nights sleeping in his room—on his bed, their scents intertwined. Their souls would be bonded for eternity once they mark each other.

But without the mating mark, Cohen would be spared from the pain.


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