Alpha Blake novel Chapter 8

　　Selene

　　"H-how did you?...... Blake, I can explain." I said, my hand gesturing to the sword. The sunlight gleamed over the symbols, blinding him for a mere second as he grasped my sword. 

　　Somehow, my sword reacted to him. That sword had been specially made for me, it's power radiated profusely at the touch of my grip. Somehow, when he grasped and got ahold of it. It just somehow radiated the same, if not more.

　　I narrowed my eyebrows, tilted my head to the side. My mouth gawked openly. By the look on his face, the way he tightly grasped my sword, I knew he felt the power and energy radiating from it.

　　I took in a big gulp of air before I asked. "Blake.... how did you?..... This is new." I  stuttered while I made my way to him, stopping just a few steps away. He raised my sword over his eyes to see the symbols. He cocked an eyebrow. 

　　"Devil's trap, banishing sigil, the mark of Cain...hmm?" he said, making my eyes wide in shock. 'How in the hell does he know all this?' 

　　He continued to name the symbols on my sword. "The sigil of the wolf, power, protection sigil, just what exactly is my wife doing with this powerful little piece of fine silver and white oak ash.... and, do I detect,.... the smell of Angel's blood? This is something quite intriguing my love.... do tell... please?"

　　I was in complete shock. My mouth was opened, yet somehow... I could not utter a word. He ran his finger through the blade, making a small dent cut on his index finger, the blood from his finger lingered on the blade... but he seemed unbothered. 

　　"Blake... how did you know the names of all the symbols? Better yet, how could you detect what my blade was made off?" I asked, sincerely curious and astonished about how fucking smart he was.

　　He sat at the side of the bed, a side smirk made its way on his face. His eyes were dark and mysterious. 

　　"Tst, tst, tst.... my dear beautiful wife, you underestimate me!.... do you not recall? We are descendants of the primordial wolves. It is, my duty as your alpha, to be well informed, and be able to protect you and the pack." 

　　My gaze fell, I knew we were descendants of the primordial wolves... the very first wolves in all of existence, known to be the fiercest, most aggressive, powerful, and ruthless wolves EVER known. The upside of all?

　　Our blood was lethal to a normal vampire, we were immune to their mind control and immune to their bites. 

　　Although they still hurt like hell, one bite from a vampire to our body, meant a slow and torturous death to a normal vampire. Our blood was mere poison to their weak mindless body.

　　"So now, I'm waiting Selene.... come, sit by me. I promise I won't hurt you." He said, padding the side of the bed next to him.

　　I slowly made my way, my arms crossed over my chest. I puffed my cheeks, making a loose strand of hair fly meaningless over my face as it fell back in place once my breath diminished. 

　　I sat there, dumbfounded and shocked. He placed the sword next to us both, in a vertical position away from us. Held his hand for me as I took it. His other hand, slowly grasping my loose strand and tucked it on the back of my ear.

　　"Selene, I know parts and pieces of your departure five years ago. But in able for me to understand what is going on, and for me to be able to ensure you are clear of any danger, I need to hear it from you." He calmly said as his gaze softened. His hand softly caressing my cheek, as I involuntarily moved towards it. Embracing the feel of his touch.

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　　"Blake, I'm sorry I kept it from you all along. I had no choice but to do so." 

　　"By whom?" He asked.

　　"Your father, your mother, my parents as well," I said, trying to stay composed.

　　His jaw clenched, I could hear the gritting of his teeth. He closed his eyes profusely, his hand becoming a tight fist by the side of my cheek. I was scared for the first time in my five years of training and battling. 

　　The power radiating from his body and his intense aura was surprisingly greater than anything I'd ever seen.

　　"Selene, when did.... my ...parents, and your parents decided this? And why?"

　　He asked as he tried to contain his wolf from merging.  Hazel could sense him.

　　His wolf was extraordinary and powerful like no other wolf we had ever seen or encountered. 

　　"WHAT?" he yelled, 

　　"Blake, you're hurting me," I whispered, as his grip became excruciatingly painful, I could barely breathe.

　　He slowly unwinds his grip. His arms went from my waist to my upper back as he held me. Tight, but bearable. 

　　He shut his eyes. Sighted heavily. 

　　"Sorry. I just...... sorry sweetheart. I don't know what came over me." He said as his gaze turned away from me, and he shut his eyes tightly.

　　I slowly caressed his cheek, he leaned towards it, grasping my hand, cupping it gently with his hand before he squeezed it, and kissed me lightly on the inside of my palm.

　　"I love you, Selene... I don't think I can stand life if something bad happened to you." He whispered. 

　　For the first time, he sounded so sincere.... it made my heart melt as I finally allowed myself to believe he truly loved me.

　　"I love you too Blake. I always will." I said as he continued to kiss my hand.

　　"I always haved.... I've always..... loved you.... and only you Selene. " He said,  as I became shocked with his declaration. 

　　"What do you mean? Always haved?" I said with a smile on my face.

　　"Sweetheart,  as the next heir to the alpha position in our pack..... my wolf has known since we were seven. But my stubbornness kept brushing it off. Shutting Alexander my wolf every time he pointed you out. He and my instincts always said it was you, but my stubbornness always kept away, refusing it to happen until the day of my eighteenth.... when I was sure your mating bond calling was awakened.  I couldn't resist claiming you anymore.

　　Even though, I couldn't see you in the dark the night we first mated... I somehow knew it was you all along." He said, as my mouth became gawked opened, so surprised by his sudden revelation. My heart was moved, and I felt my stomach fluttered. I was becoming incredibly attached to him.