ALPHA XANDER’S POV
“Alexander, stop!” Donovan’s voice is just a breeze over my ears as I lunge for him. He is quick to slide out of the way.
“Just see how you are acting, the old Xander would never try this.” His voice is loud, his words are angry but I don't care.
My fingers extend into claws and I go for his jugular. I’m more animal than man, needing to feel his warm blood on my hand with the hopes that it will quench the rage burning within me.
My hands sink into the shoulder of his dress shirt and I haul him up, all I can see is red. I drag Donovan up, his protests sounding like nothing to my ears. He is fighting against my hold, unable to free himself.i’m not letting him do it.
“You will not speak to me this way.” I growl the command out.
He growls in return, getting angry too. I feel his rage burning from within and it spurs me on. I do want this fight. The need to kill him has never been more and deep down, I know this isn't me. Even though he gives me shit sometimes, I keep him around because of our bond. Even if he wasn't my brother, he has been with me since I was a child. We grew up together.
Before I can let the animal win and do what it intends to do, I shake my head. Forcing myself to think of other things that I know will lessen the blood lust.
I move back to the seat I vacated and lower myself into it. My breathing has gone back to normal and I feel much calmer. I didn't look like I just had my beta and closest friend by the throat, fantasizing about when I'll be able to sink my claws in his neck and watch him bleed out.
What the fuck is going on with me? I need to get my head cleared.
“Wow,” Donovan mutters, followed by a curse. He is watching me with an expression of bewilderment, his eyes are slightly dilated and I can still hear his fast heartbeat. “You really just did that.” he shakes his head, like he can’t believe what just happened.
To be fair, a part of me can’t too.
He has said worse to me, disrespected so many times but I just brush it off, for the sake of the blood we share.
"Do not call my mate that again.'' I say,my voice calm. I pour myself a drink and bring it to my lips.looking every bit relaxed, though violence is still brewing under my skin.
“I’ll give you a fair warning, as a friend and beta of this pack.” Donovan starts, his voice also calmer now. The energy crackling in the room has reduced to warm embers now, still burning low but raging alarmingly. “I get that she is your mate but as a king, your pack should come first.” I don't interrupt him, though my mouth itches to tell him what a load of bullshit that is.
My mate is as important to me as the pack, I should never have to choose. Adriana being a wolf complicates things, but that doesn't mean I have to choose. We just need to find a way to walk around it.
“She is dangerous, Xander. It would be best if you get rid of her before she does any real damage.” he finishes, his tone sounding like a suggestion but i know deep down it isn't.
I would have taken his word for it on a normal basis. Even with all the shit he does, the pack comes first to him. So he doesn't do straight sabotage. Messing with me is different from messing with the pack, I've come to realize.
For a long while, I've suspected he wanted to be alpha. He hasn’t said it clearly but some of the things he does hint at that. I recognize him as a brother but that doesn't mean I'll step down, just because he wants the throne. I worked for this, for years, I gave my everything to secure this title, and regain stability in the pack. I won’t just give it out to anyone.
“Is that all you have to say?” I ask, staring at the almost empty whiskey bottle on the table.
“Before you attacked me, yes.” he says with a bite that I ignore. “Now, I have more to say.”
“Say it and leave.” If I have to stay in his presence any longer, I don't think I'll be able to ignore the voice in my head telling me to just forget everything and bring an end to him.
“You may be blinded by whatever spell she has you under, but I am not, and I'm going to do everything I can to protect this pack.” he stands up and glares down at my seated form. “And I don't care about the consequences.” there is an unspoken promise in his words.
A perfectly veiled threat that I know I'll be thinking about for a long time, trying to figure out what his next course of action will be.
My first thought is Adriana and I start making plans to have a security detail assigned to her. People who will drop everything to save her. They need to protect her as they would their luna, because there is still a high chance she will be.
I’m thinking of all the things I have to do when I hear a knock on my door.
I swear to kill Donavan if he happens to be the one but my sister’s lavender and earthy scent fills the room as she enters, not waiting for me to give her permission. But that is just how she is.
My head swirls when I see Adriana behind her and that is when her addictive scent reaches me. My jaw clenches hard, not because I don't want to see her but because I'm in too much of a bad mood to want to be with anyone right now.
My conversation with Donocan is still heavy on my mind.
“What is it?” I ask, peeling my eyes away from my mate that has her eyes downcast, when Daciana doesn't say anything for more than a minute. “If it is not very important, I'm not in the mood for company.” I quickly add before she gets a chance to speak, hoping that tells her to leave me alone.
It doesn't.
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