Chapter 33 The End

(Chapter song ‘Wolf Totem' by The Hu)

ADAM I scan the news sites looking for any sign of the demons. My hatred bangs on my chest and it takes everything I have not to unleash hell on these people for allowing another Lefu to step foot on this planet.

When the red head ran in, I barely registered the situation until she started talking with her father. I could hear in her voice that she was beginning to understand him and I couldn’t take it.

I stood up and walked to the door. My eyes catch Hunters before I open the door. I see the concern and my dead, icy heart crushes it. I don’t care. He doesn’t get me. He will never understand. They try but they never do. I learned that centuries ago.

I slip out and walk down the hall. I stuff my hands in my pockets as I get to the stairs to the first floor. The sun beams through the glass ceiling and I squint. My pale skin must look ghostly if I read the faces that watch me carefully, correctly. They, too, will never understand what I am, but they will be thankful for what I am for.

My boots hit the first floor and I stride to the front door.

“Adam!”

My eyes glance to the side as I see my mother come from the dining hall with some of my hive sisters.

I look away and continue outside.

At this point, even my mother can’t save me so, there’s no point in engagement. I need complete focus now that I have my last chance. I need another plan since the Reaper is lost to the other dimension. I don’t need distraction.

I slow my pace as I approach my bike. My head rolls back as I eye her. I shake it and sigh. She just won’t take a damn hint.

Her long, white hair holds a thick white braid on the side in the locks of the rest that’s draped over her shoulder. Leather wraps the end and her leather coat is draped on my bike seat. Her milky skin has a soft pink hue showing the life under her skin, but I can sense the cold in her blood. I can almost smell it. I see her heart beat and my mouth starts to water.

No. Just no.

Her ice blue eyes meet mine and if I was capable of feeling, I’m sure I would be. It’s a good thing I can’t. Astrid Eriksen is the last distraction I need.

Her fit, leather and cloth covered frame leans on my bike. Her boot is kicked up on the engine and she inspects her nails.

“Don’t you have a nymph to kill?” I say with irritation.

She raises an eye to me. “I do, but I can’t do it alone.”

I stop, grab my handle bar and side eye her. She looks me over and pushes off the seat. She grabs her jacket and puts it on.

I sling a leg over and start my bike.

“Where are you going?” She asks.

I give her a once over. “I don’t need to tell you.”

“No, but I was thinking, with the Alliance busy, you could help me with my brother and I could help you with Lefu.” She crosses her arms.

“No.” I lift the kick stand and right my bike. I turn out of my spot, leaving her behind in my side mirror. I see her cross her arms before I turn down the street and out of her view.

I can’t afford to be helping stray shifters. I have my own demons to deal with. I have a hell to deal out and someone like Astrid will only get in the way.

The lonely desert highway is perfect for someone like me. I can tune out the hive and just be in my thoughts. The rumble of my bike between my thighs reminds me that I only need myself. My life is not one to be shared. My mother believed that I will one day, share my journey like she did with my father, but what she doesn’t understand is the journey I’m on, there’s no coming back from. To bring someone else into it would be foolish and a good way to die.

After a few miles, I glance in my side mirror and see a motorcycle behind me. I see a flash of white hair and my lip snarls.

I pull my bike over with dirt and dust spitting off my rear tire and rising up in the air. The desert sun beats down on me as I watch her enter the cloud and park. She takes off her helmet and dismounts her bike.

I rip the key out with a growl, get off my bike and spin on my toes. I stride to her and meet her half way.

“Why are you following me?!” I throw a finger at her as I close the gap.

“I want to help.” She answers as she crosses her arms and stands with annoyance on her face. She wipes the sweat of her forehead. It’s clear the heat is not something she’s used to.

“I don’t need your help.” I glare at her.

She steps up to me. “There are two Lefus out there now. You can’t fight them both. Let me help you.” She looks up into my eyes. Her scent offends my nose.

“I can handle it.” I turn and head back to my bike.

“Adam…Listen to reason.” She pleads to my back.

I spin around and get close to her face. “GO HOME, ASTRID!!” My eyes glow yellow as my lycan surfaces.

She juts back and swallows as she eyes me, cautiously.

I blink and lean back. I push my lycan down and my eyes turn green. My heart beat slows to crawl then stops altogether. I contain my anger and raise my chin. “Go home.” I say, stoically. “I don’t need your help and I won’t help you. I don’t want to hurt you, but I will if you refuse to listen.” My eyes flash green as my mouth waters for the blood rushing through her veins.

Her mouth goes small and she blinks her large, blue eyes at me. “You need me.” She whispers.

“I don’t need anyone.” I mutter and get on my bike.

As I leave her on the side of the road, I feel my heart pulse. My eyes glow blue and I stare at her reflection disappearing behind me. My emotions rise and I push them down as fast as I can. I force my dead heart to take over. No. I won’t allow feelings in.

I stare into the vast open desert as I travel the lonely desert highway.

“I need no one.”

I lie.

THE END Thank you for reading Behind the Alpha Book 7 Graham. My world is growing and I appreciate all my readers for giving me the inspiration to continue to grow it.

Behind The Alpha Continues with Book 8 ADAM This will be the last book of the series.

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Quinn Wes Nala Cass Deacon Oliver Graham Adam Spencer: Adam was created out of love, but he’s more important than that. He has a mission he has to complete alone. He tries to accomplish this feat, but a certain Nordic Wolf named Astrid will not leave him alone. She insists on helping him and no matter how scary and unpredictable he is, she’s not swayed. She sees his pain and feels in her heart that she’s the only one who can mend it.

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