Scarred Alphas by Norisha May novel Chapter 41

Chapter 41 

As the silence around 

progresses while everyone is kneeling and looking surprised, I shift. 

Colt and Ezra shift too when 

I do. They pant and are both looking hurt. 

My attention is now on Ezra. 

“You…you were going to 

forcibly mark me? That was your bright plan?” 

He looks up at me and starts to get up along with 

everyone else. 

“If I mark you, you will feel 

the mate bond much 

stronger. It was my only 

shot! You are my mate! Not his! This is bullshit and you know it! You are supposed to 

be with me!” 

“You don’t deserve her!” Colt 

shouts. “Not after what you 

have done!” 

“You shut the f**k up! You are my brother! You are not supposed to try and take my woman! You had your own mate and she left you! So Shut the f**k up!” 

Colt does not quiet down just 

because Ezra tells him to. 

“And you didn’t want her 

until she was not yours anymore! What kind of logic is that?! If you wanted her so badly, then you should have 

taken care of her and treated 

her right! She deserves better than you!” 

“She is mine!” Ezra growls 

and walks towards Colt with 

his fist clenched. Colt starts 

to walk towards him too with 

the same intention. 

“Enough of this!” Warrick shouts. 

They stop but it seems to me 

that it won’t be for long. 

I really just want to slap Ezra 

until he understands. 

I point at him. 

“Get this through your damn skull! I. DON’T. WANT. 

YOU!” I scream. “I REJECT 

YOU, EZRA BEAUFORT! I, REJECT YOU!” 

His face scrunches in pain 

and his hands hold his chest. 

He falls to his knees and now 

looks like a wounded animal. 

Every time I reject him, it causes him pain. 

“I…I will never get through 

you…will I?” he asks. 

“No, Ezra. You need to 

understand this already and 

move on.” 

“Under…stand? Understand 

that you are f**king my brother. That you choose him over your mate?” He looks up at me now with so much anger in his eyes. “I hate you both for this. And I will be damned if I see you 

two happy.” That now sounds 

like a threat. 

He gets up looking tired but not beat. “I accept your 

rejection, Casseopea. If this 

is what you want, then I accept your rejection.” 

Suddenly, a pain stronger 

than I have ever felt before surges through my heart. I clutch my chest and give a 

scream. Ezra does the same. 

He looks up at me holding his chest. “This is what you wanted and now you have it! But you will never be happy. 

I’ll make sure of that. I am 

going to live just to cause 

you pain.” 

I look into his eyes and for a moment there, I believe 

every single word he says. 

“Alpha!” A warrior pants as 

he reaches us from the 

reforming camp. “They are escaping!” 

“What?! Who?!” Warrick 

shouts. 

“All of them! The 

commotion here distracted 

everyone! They are 

running!” 

“GO YOU SONS OF 

BITCHES! CATCH THEM!” 

Warrick shouts. 

All the warriors start running past us like a stampede, even 

Warrick runs into the forest 

but not before he tells my 

brothers to watch me. 

My attention goes back to 

the guys but Ezra is nowhere 

to be seen now. 

I walk over to Colt. “Where is 

he?” 

“I don’t know. When 

everyone started running, he 

was suddenly gone.” 

I stop searching for Ezra and look up at Colt. “How are you?” 

He smiles. “I am okay. 

I look at him with concern. 

“You…you should make a run 

for it too.” 

“What? What the hell, Cass. No. What are you saying?” 

He sounds a bit frantic. 

“Warrick is going to be pissed. And he just might take it out on you to punish me. They are watching me 

but not you. 

He caresses my face. “I am not going anywhere, Angel.” 

“He could…kill you, Colt.” 

“Not if we are mates.” He puts 

a hand on my chin and 

traces my l*p with his 

thumb. 

“Mates?” 

“You…are officially free to be 

my mate, Cass. Your mate 

bond with Ezra was broken.” 

He says. 

Realizing this, I take his hand, pull him with me, and 

run naked back to the house. 

I start running through the halls like a young school kid avoiding Victor and Garret 

who now search for us 

around the house. 

“In here?” Colt asks. 

“Yeah. I am sure they won’t 

 

think that we are in my 

father’s office.” 

I pull him as I sit on the edge 

of the desk and k*ss him. 

He moans as I pull away and whisper to him. “Can I.” 

He looks at me with 

confusion but then asks. “You 

want to mark me first?” 

I giggle “Yes.” 

With a big smile, he moves the hair from my face, k*sses 

me, and then he tilts his 

head, giving me way. 

“Are you sure?” I ask. 

 

“Yes. Now stop making it 

awkward.” 

I laugh but immediately 

move close to his n*ck and 

start sliding my nose 

through it, taking in his scent. My fangs intuitively 

come out and I start grazing his skin with them. I start 

nibbling until finally I sink my teeth into his skin. He gives a small groan and suddenly his hands pull me closer, holding on tightly at the back of my n*ck. I hug 

him as I continue to bite 

pushing my intent. 

I suddenly feel this swelling of emotions inside my chest. A mate bond is being created 

between us. 

When I am done, I pull back 

and stare at him. I can feel 

the trickle of blood on my 

l*ps which I immediately lick 

off. 

His eyes look at me with 

intensity. 

“Are you okay?” I ask him. 

“Did I hurt you?” 

He doesn’t speak but instead 

k*sses me. It feels as if it’s the 

first time ever that he 

touched me. As if it was our 

first k*ss. 

“That feels amazing,” I 

whisper, my warm breath tickling his l*ps. 

“My turn.” He says. 

The mate bond is not 

officially complete until we 

both mark each other but a 

mate bond was created the 

moment I marked him. Just 

like the one I had with Ezra. 

But this is different because 

Colt is different. 

The door suddenly swings 

open and Warrick dashes in 

looking the angriest that I 

have ever seen him with 

Victor and Garret behind 

him. 

“Enough you two! Enough! You are acting like…” He pauses as if he is searching 

for the words in his head. 

“…f**king teenagers!” 

He pulls Colt away and with 

a slam, he sits him on a chair 

away from me. 

“Don’t you f**king move.” He tells Colt as he snaps his fingers at Victor. 

Victor–understanding the queue- takes his jacket off 

and throws it at me. I cover 

myself with it while still sitting at the desk. 

Warrick points at me now. “And you! You are f**king 

chaos incarnate!” 

I start to laugh but I 

immediately put a hand over my mouth and hold it in. 

I don’t know why but…I like 

1. it. I am chaos to him. I 

should be afraid of this man 

but somehow… I am not 

anymore. 

The corner of his eyes 

crinkle. “That’s funny to 

you?” 

His eyebrows knit and I 

swear I can see a vein pop on 

his forehead. 

“Never have I had to deal 

with this kind of shit!” He 

points to Victor and Garret. 

“Your brothers never dared to do this kind of crap.” 

“That’s because they are afraid of you. Everyone is. I 

am not. Not anymore.” I bluntly say. 

“Oh, I can see that. But do 

you know what makes me the angriest?” 

I don’t say anything and wait for his answer. 

“It is that I am not even upset 

about it. Do you know…how 

amazing you are? What you 

did out there?” 

I am confused now because 

he is right, he doesn’t look as angry as he was a minute 

ago. 

“I can’t do that.” He says. “I can’t do what you just did.” 

“What do you mean?” 

“What your wolf did out 

there.” 

“You…you can’t?” 

“No! Not in my wolf form. Your wolf just made 

everyone kneel to you and you think this is all a joke?” 

“No. I don’t think it’s a joke. I 

know how serious this is.” I 

say. 

“Do you? We are descendants of royalty, Casseopea. We are 

meant to rule! Our bloodline 

is meant to rule all other 

packs!” 

“Rule? I can understand that 

but what I don’t understand 

is why do you have to rule 

with Tirany. Why be cruel?” 

“This is who I am. This is 

how I rule. What I have been 

through…you have no 

f**king idea. I will never change. I am the bad guy. I 

am the villain. I know this. I 

was born with…a sadistic 

side. A side that enjoys 

bringing others pain. I can’t shut it down and I don’t want 

1. to. You don’t have that side 

of me in you but you are capable of it. You have a deep–rooted anger inside of 

you that wants to come out, 

and f**k do I want it to come 

out!” He takes a deep breath, 

calming himself. He goes 

around and sits on his desk. 

There is stillness for what 

seems like minutes. 

I get up and face him. 

“So…did anyone escape?” 

He puts a hand on his face. “Yes. Many.” 

“…Good.” I mumble. 

He takes in a deep breath 

and huffs but doesn’t 

respond. 

“And Ezra?” I ask. 

He looks up at me and gives a small laugh as if he can’t 

believe what I am saying. 

“He’s not here?” 

“No. He ran too.” 

He laughs again but it is a sarcastic one. “Just great!” 

He looks at Colt. “Guess you are my only leverage now.” 

“He’s my mate! You can’t kill 

him.” 

“I am talking about having leverage over his family pack. And you are not fully mated until he marks you 

too. However, there is a small 

chance that Killing him now might kill you too. As small 

as that chance is, I can’t take 

that risk. So, he’ll live.” He 

looks down, thinking. “Tell you what…if you take this seriously and do what I tell you, you can keep him 

around. I won’t lock him up, keep him away from you, or torture him which I can do 

at any given moment.” 

Putting a hand under my chin, I ponder this. “That is… an enticing proposition.” 

“This also means not 

interfering with my 

methods.” He ads. 

“I can’t promise that but tell 

YOU what. I’ll still stick around even with your damn methods if you allow us to be together. This 

means not taking it out on 

Colt when I…act out. And I 

promise not to run.” 

“Run?” 

“Yeah. It’s been my goal since I got here.” I admit. 

He stares at me and I know 

exactly what he is thinking. 

He is shocked that I have the 

balls to confess this. 

I have a feeling that he 

enjoys this. He enjoys the way I am. I challenge him 

and he almost admires it. 

He puts a hand up. “I’ll think about this proposition. In the meantime for today, stay in your room.” He looks at 

Victor. “Serge is hurt. Watch 

her for now.” 

“Do I really need a babysitter at this point?” 

Now I am just trying to vex him on purpose. I am going to be challenging him on 

everything. I guess I am 

being like a teenager in a 

way. Rebelling. 

“Yes, you do!” He shouts 

sounding like he is done 

with all of this. 

“Okay. Fine but I am taking him with me.” I say pointing 

at Colt. 

“No! You are not! WE have a 

business to attend to now 

that Ezra is not here.” He 

says. 

“I want to be marked by him.” I say with authority. 

“Oh, that is not going to happen.” 

“What?! Why?! There is no 

reason to keep us apart like that?” 

“Casseopea, I am telling you this once and only once. You 

finish this mate bond, and I 

will make it my mission so that you never see him 

again. Do I make myself 

clear?!” 

“But why?!” 

“Because…you need to look 

available.” 

“What?!” 

“I need to make alliances 

now. And what better way 

for an alliance than having the next–in–line Alpha to one of the strongest packs look as 

if she is available as a 

potential mate?” 

“NO! I will n—” 

He interrupts me before I can finish. “I didn’t say you 

were going to be mated to someone else! You really need to learn how to play the game, daughter.” 

I take in a breath, calming myself. 

“So, you don’t want us to 

finish our mate bond 

because I am more useful if I 

am not mated?” 

“Yes. It’s politics my dear.” He 

leans in. “You ruin this for 

me, and he will be gone.” He 

looks at Colt. “You mark her, and I will make sure that you will never see her again…” He pauses for a moment as if he was thinking and then leans in close to Colt. “In fact, you are not allowed to mark her until I tell you to. Do you understand?” 

“Yes, Alpha,” Colt says looking like a mindless 

zombie. 

I gasp. “Did you just use your power?!” 

“I did and I mean it, Cass. No 

games with this. Now leave.” 

I huff feeling irritated. 

“Fine!” I spit out with anger. 

I cover myself properly with the jacket and slowly walk over to Colt. I bend over and k*ss him. Our l*ps feel magnetic and I don’t want to pull away but I do. 

I look at Warrick giving him a warning stare. “Don’t hurt 

him.” 

“Goddamit woman! Go!” He 

shouts at me as he massages his temples. 

“Fine.” 

I walk out with Victor 

following me. We walk in 

silence for the first few 

seconds until he mutters 

something. 

“That was ballsy.” 

I look back at him. “Was it?” 

“You know it. And we all also 

know that you just got away with it all.” 

I laugh and he smiles. 

“I’ve never seen him like that 

before. Not in control. He 

doesn’t know what to do with 

you.” He says. 

“But he needs me and that is 

why he doesn’t know what to 

do.” 

“Yes and…I might be wrong but he seems to have…a 

softer spot for you.” 

I get to my room thinking of 

this. 

Does Warrick really have a soft spot for me? Not that it changes anything because he is a monster but…does he?