Elara
I stare at him shocked, I donât know if heâs joking because he said it without flinching. He is serious about killing Alpha Connor,
âNo, Zuriel, Iâll be fine. But I do want to find him so that he can accept my rejection,â
âThat fucker,â he murmurs. I was tied to Connor, and Iâd feel it when he is fucking other women. That will be his great punishment for me. I hated Connor so much.
âIâm sure heâs on the run now and wonât be coming anytime soon,â I sigh. Zurielâs phone rings, and he pulls it from his pocket with a frown and shows me the caller ID. Itâs my Dad.
âDonât tell him about the condition you found me in. Itâs embarrassing,â I say, my cheeks heating up from embarrassment. He looks at me wordless but nods. I donât want this to get out. Itâs a shame in my familyâs name. Everything I did was wrong. I wasnât supposed to go with him without my parentâs blessing, and I especially wasnât supposed to mate with him without the ceremony. If it gets out, the rumormongers will be vicious. I wouldnât want that scrutiny on my family. I was the princess, not a commoner. They were rules to my mating. I will only tell them I rejected my mate.
Zuriel finished talking to my Dad and gave me the phone. I contemplated answering, and just like I expected, he was fuming. I feel bad I worried them so much, especially my father, I was his little girl, his tiny princess,
âIâm sorry, Dad,â I cry.
âYouâre impulsive. That has always been a flaw of yours,â he says. He is angry at me, and tears burn my eyes.
âI want you home now!â he says and hangs up. I stare at Zuriel, his gaze is somewhere else, in the forest. Is he thinking of chasing after Connor?
After asking his beta and other men where Connor was, they confirmed he left the pack and didnât know when heâd be back.
âLetâs go,â I say, feeling defeated.
As we leave the mansion, I catch a glimpse of the bitch, his girlfriend, I donât waste my time lunging at her and beating her up. She is screaming, but I donât stop. Even Zuriel does not attempt to stop me, while the people around us are watching in horror.
âYou fucking bitch, tell your boyfriend Iâll find him, and kill him,â I spite, and get off her after hitting her head against the floor.
I inhaled and glared at everyone watching us before leaving.
Zuriel drives us back to the pack, and Iâm a nervous wreck. The drive was comfortable but neither of us spoke.
âMom, did you see her?â I ask, looking at him.
âNo,â comes his short reply.
My mother must been dying with worry, Iâll receive a scolding from her. My eyes were tired after what Iâd been through the last three days. I yawn and close my eyes to sleep for a bit.
Zuriel
She must be tired. She fell asleep forty minutes into the car. My eyes glance at her again. Why is she so naive sometimes? How can one go with a man they know nothing about simply because they are mates? Did they mate? A question that shouldnât even be ringing in my head does. My wolf wanted to know the answer to that too. Gods, I hope she didnât mate with that fucker Alpha.
I reached the pack and took her to my penthouse. I couldnât take her home in the condition she was. She needed plenty of rest. I carry the little Princess upstairs in my arms. Sheâs so tiny yet strong. I enjoyed watching her beat the shit out of that woman.
I stared at her face as we were in an elevator. Sheâs nineteen years old now and no longer a child. Elara Silvius didnât have a single flaw except her obstinacy.
I try to figure out what the Silvius could have done to the poor excuse of an Alpha. Even if the man suffered at the hands of her parents, it wasnât her fault. I think back to how she was struggling in that pool. I could feel my dragon and wolfâs anger, making me want to burst out with something. I feel darkness around me, and my body shakes with rage.
âZuriel, Zuriel, youâre hurting me,â her smooth voice jolts me from my thoughts. It was alarmed, and I took deep breaths, pushing back the two beasts and locking them away from me. She places a gentle hand on my chest as she looks up at me in worry. Our gaze was locked, and my eyes fell on her pink plum lips.
âPut me down, I can stand,â her voice is low, yet doesnât remove her gaze from me. Her vibrant green eyes are mesmerizing, the color that suited her.