My Fated Alpha's Cruel Game (Elena and Marcus) novel Chapter 101

Chapter 101: Chapter 101 Caged Monster

Elena’s POV

I stared through the metal bars at the creature clawing desperately to reach me, my mind struggling to process what I was seeing. This thing defied every classification I knew about supernatural beings. Its razor-sharp teeth formed multiple rows around its mouth, creating a horrifying maw that seemed designed for maximum destruction. The way it moved, the sounds it made, everything about it felt wrong and alien.

"You shouldn’t have come down here."

Marcus’s voice cut through my shock from somewhere behind me.

I spun around to face him, finding him leaning against the far wall with an almost casual demeanor that contradicted the nightmare trapped mere feet away from us.

"What in hell is that thing?" I demanded, my voice sharper than I intended.

"We don’t have a name for it," he replied with a shrug that infuriated me. "Nobody does."

"That’s not an answer. Where did you find it?" I pressed, taking a step closer to him while keeping the caged monstrosity in my peripheral vision.

"Deep in the forest. This was the only one we managed to capture alive." His words carried a weight that made my stomach drop.

"Are you telling me there are more of these creatures running loose out there?" The question came out as barely more than a whisper.

"Many more. Dad knew they existed but never bothered to inform me. We discovered them ourselves and barely managed to trap this one." Marcus’s jaw tightened as he spoke about his father.

I studied Marcus’s face for a moment before turning back to examine the creature more closely. The pieces of this twisted puzzle were starting to fall into place, and I didn’t like the picture they were forming.

"Hold on," I began, my mind racing.

"I wondered how long it would take you to connect the dots," he said with grim satisfaction.

"These things are the ones slaughtering the humans," I stated rather than asked. Marcus nodded grimly. "Then why are you letting everyone believe you’re the killer? Why don’t you show people what’s really responsible for the deaths?"

"Because my father kept these creatures hidden for a reason, and I need to understand why." His answer frustrated me beyond measure.

"Is that why you staged your father’s death?" I asked, watching his expression carefully. "My mother has spotted him moving around town."

"Yes. I need him to tell me what he knows, but he refuses to talk. I’m not even sure he understands these things himself. But he concealed them to keep people away from our territory. I think he believed he was protecting the pack." Marcus’s voice carried uncertainty I rarely heard from him.

"That’s complete garbage. Your father and grandfather only ever cared about themselves. You need to expose these creatures so people know you’re innocent." I could feel my anger building with each word.

"I can’t do that," he said firmly.

"Why the hell not?" I snapped.

"Because my pack doesn’t know about them. They’ll despise me for keeping this secret." The vulnerability in his admission caught me off guard.

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